#mel on the harp

[jollymalt]

posting this solo because i don't know if i will make more

[mollysunder]

I think it was a mistake for s2 of Arcane to gloss over the implications of Amara and the Black Rose's deception in Mel's story because it fundamentally unmoors her perspective. Mel believed that violence like war could be avoided through diplomacy, and she applies that philosophy by maintaining the complex political environment in Piltover where every house is in some way content.

In the face of the nobility's discontent with Jayce's anti-corruption measures, Mel sought to appease them to stave off retaliation. Through her lesson to Jayce, Mell didn't just help potentially enrich her colleagues but also the woman and by extension the organization that KILLED HER BROTHER AND STOLE HER FAMILY'S ASSETS.

Can you imagine the horror and disgust she would feel at having trusted Piltover to be different? Mel thought she understood the game but she wildly underestimated the machinations of the nobility in Piltover. Mel accepted Piltover's corruption as a means to avoid violent conflict, only to indirectly enable the recent violence harped upon her own family. And the worst irony is that even though politics and corruption have largely been viewed as a cynicism game, for Mel this was an avenue she genuinely believed conflict could be avoided but in fact it was just more insidious.

The opera scene was a lesson for Jayce in politics, but the effects should be the real education for Mel as she heads to Noxus. From what I can tell Noxus is in its pre-Trifarix but post-First Invasion of Ionia, which means Swain has his demon powers but he hasn't overthrown the emperor yet. She will probably ally with him as they're both opporpsed to the Black Rose's existence, however once he's in power he will alienate a large portion of the nobility as they root out the Black Rose's influence.

The challenge for Mel (possibly as Guile) is to deal with these disgruntled nobles because as Piltover proved, you can appease them through corruption all you want, but once their ideology is truly set against you, diplomacy becomes a far more complicated balancing act.

[iguana-braces]

Do you ever think about how hard Meljayvik would go if they all survived and got back together?

Like, we've got two full on magical dieties and then Jayce, who, I guess would also be kinda magical considering he would've somehow survived exploding in the astral plane--

But imagine Mel and Viktor are still a little out of it after everything that's happened, they're trying to come to terms with their new powers/forms and yeah Jayce has been through the wringer too but he's still mostly the same. As we saw in canon, he's the one that talks Viktor down and helps him regain his humanity.

So imagine Jayce being the one who helps ground Mel and Viktor, gets them out of their heads when they're so wrapped up in the life of a mage. Like, he knows how to remind them they're still human, and that's so important because as we've seen with Viktor, it's easy to lose yourself in that kind of power.

Also, because my brand is filth, I think that would have delicious implications in Pound-town too. On one hand, Jayce is the odd-man out now, it's two dominant dieties against one submissive human. I'm kinda lumping Mel and Vik together here and not that they're interchangeable at all, but it's the power dynamics of it all that I'm trying to harp on here. It would be way too easy to write that they just steamroll over him.

I think Jayce would be, for lack of a better word, worshipping them. Not in a fanatical way, but in the "I'm just really happy to be here and I'm gonna make sure you know exactly how grateful I am to have you in my life" and then, you know, spend all night taking care of business until one of them finally taps out from exhaustion

But I think Mel and Viktor are also the kind to fully repay the favor, and make sure that Jayce is also taken care of and feels just as worshipped and valued because he deserves it too. But, you know, in the form of domming the fuck out of him until he's a complete mess.

[bumblesimagines]

i think i'm allowed a little jealousy every now and then.

clearly your mind is elsewhere.

Mel

Pronouns: They/Them/Theirs/Any, GN!Reader

CW/TW: None

Striding through the crowd and listening to the serene sound of a harp playing, you took a moment to search the crowd for a certain Medarda. The party would continue on for quite some time but you were ready to head home and call it a day.

You found her almost immediately, your eyes naturally drawn to her figure. Mel always had a magnetic aura, one that demanded attention and respect from those around her. Her natural beauty had caught your attention first but her innovative mind kept it.

"Mel," You called out to her with a smile, moving closer to her until you could secure your arm around her waist. "Are you tired yet, darling?"

"I suppose." She exhaled, swirling around the contents in her cup with an absentminded stare. Your brows furrowed, half-expecting some teasing retort.

"Are you alright?" You asked quietly and gently pulled her along to a less crowded area to avoid any keen ears from listening in.

Mel finished her drink, tongue darting out to collect droplets from her maroon-colored lips. "Of course."

"Clearly your mind is elsewhere."

Her head tilted toward you, those piercing green eyes with hints of gold peering straight into your soul. They softened with affection and a tenderness typically reserved for private moments.

"You've been spending an awful amount of time with Jayce. I understand his potential. I have the desire to mold him myself but..." Mel trailed off, her lips pressing together.

"Is the Mel Medarda-" You squinted at her playfully. "-actually jealous?"

Almost immediately, she scoffed, her eyes playfully rolling and hand lightly pushing at your hip. "I think I'm allowed a little jealousy every now and then."

"Yes, of course," You chuckled softly, brushing your lips over her temple delicately. "But I proposed to you for a reason, Mel. You know I'll only ever have eyes for you."

[adieutristana]

Heya!! Read your rules and saw your request slots were still open. And I saw you wanted Arcane women specifically. So can I request some Mel Medarda x NB reader who reunites with the after her disappearance due to the Black Rose? Comfort and fluff where reader was worried fucking sick and is surprised she’s alive (I’m pretty sure the time jump was a year or close to a year so-). But yeah, just a lot of fluff and happy stuff. Please and thank you!! ^^

of course! thank you for requesting <3

one out of three finals knocked out, pray i survive the other two guys 😛

summary: mel and nb reader reuniting after mel’s run-in with the black rose.

characters included: mel

tags/warnings: hurt/comfort, fluff, crying, mentions of death, s2 spoilers.

men dni.

chewing on needles. salt in the back of your throat. hair-pulling. constant screeching. nausea. lifting a searing iron. explosions.

that is how life feels without the presence of mel medarda.

without the knowledge of where she is, what she’s doing, or if she’s even alive.

things seemed to be going okay- although mel was wrecking herself about what to do with her mother in charge, harping on her and picking apart her every move, things were okay. things were good. you were mel’s rock, the anchor keeping her stable throughout all of the chaos that was piltover’s current political climate.

and then mel just… disappeared. seemingly vanishing into thin air. you searched every single spot the woman could be: her home, of course. gala halls. shops she frequented. the council room. academy properties. you’d even tried to ask soldiers stationed outside of ambessa’s quarters where mel was, but none of them could provide an answer. none of them would provide an answer.

to say you were worried sick was an understatement. you couldn’t sleep. your appetite was at an all-time low. all you could think about was mel. mel, mel, mel. you laid in bed during the early mornings, the space next to you uncomfortably empty. no shift of weight on the mattress like usual when mel got her early start. no mess of limbs as you woke up in her embrace. just you, staring at the gold-trimmed ceiling, with an indescribable pit in your stomach.

above all, you worried for mel’s safety. while a respected woman in piltover, being a council member did come with its risks. maybe someone had snapped, and taken their anger out on her, and she was gone this entire time. but you couldn’t think like that. you couldn’t, you couldn’t.

mel had been taken away from you. your darling, your dearest love. you couldn’t let anything take hope away from you, too.

your head hung uncharacteristically low as you made your way through the streets of piltover. the air hung heavy, and every little thing seemed less… appealing since mel’s disappearance. your heart ached inside of your chest as you recalled going into luxury shops with mel on the way to run actually necessary errands, as well as buying various collectibles from street vendors when they popped up.

it just wasn’t the same. being without mel for such a long time… how long had it been now? six months? you couldn’t tell. the days had begun to blur together around the two week mark. you tried desperately to search for a purpose without mel in your life, but how could you? it seemed so unfair to the woman. but you had to keep pushing. giving up would be even more unfair to mel.

another month passed. and another. still, radio silence from mel. no words from the other council members, anyone else in piltover, or even mel’s own mother.

your tear ducts had dried up long ago, and it wasn’t that you didn’t want to cry. you wanted to scream from the rooftops and wail and break down so fucking badly- but you didn’t have it in you anymore. you had cried yourself hoarse. your tears had been used months ago. day and night, night and day, until you physically couldn’t. there was a lot that you just physically couldn’t.

looking out the fogged window, hoping that you’ll see the familiar, tall, elegant silhouette of the woman you loved. but you never did.

until the day you finally did.

mel cowered in one of piltover’s squares, her hands in her hair and her eyes squeezed shut. her breath increasingly shallow. but despite her curling into herself, you immediately recognized it was her. you had to get to her.

you nearly tripped over yourself running down the marble stairs. out the door. running on pure adrenaline to get to mel.

“mel! mel! mel? can you hear me? oh my god, mel…”

you panted, taking a pause to catch your breath. hunching over with your hands on your thighs, standing up and trying to maintain your balance. you saw her. in the distance- so close yet so fucking far. too far.

for the first time in close to a year, your eyes filled with tears. a dam threatening to break at any second. you have to keep moving, you have to get to mel.

mel looks back over her shoulder, and the second her eyes settle on you, she’s sprinting to see you. both of you running record-speed towards each other, without a care in the world who or what was watching.

when mel finally reaches you, her arms close around your shaking form. her eyes look directly into yours, and her hands are roaming all over you. your shoulders, your cheeks, your waist, the small of your back. grasping at you any way she can.

“are you… real?”

mel mutters. her voice is soft and she sounds so defeated.

“yes, mel, i’m real.”

you whisper, tears finally falling. once they start falling, they don’t stop- the dam broke, but it’s okay. mel is in front of you, in your arms. finally.

the woman then lunges forward to capture your lips with hers. her lips are chapped, a stark contrast to the usual softness, but you can’t help pressing into her. your arms coming to drape around her neck. even after breaking apart for air, peppering little kisses all over her face. her cheeks, her chin, her temples, her forehead. she’s here. mel is here.

mel’s appearance is a far cry from the usual curated perfection she presents to piltover.

her eyes are blown wide and tired, bloodshot. her skin is littered with bruises and blemishes. her nails are cracked and worn down, her clothes tattered. but you swear, she’s never looked more beautiful. maybe it’s the grief talking. maybe you just love her.

mel’s now-calloused hands come to cup both of your cheeks, gazing into your eyes. she swallows, her voice wavering and unsure.

“i didn’t mean to leave. i was… captured, by the black rose. i couldn’t find my way out for so long, and… i saw my brother.”

your eyes widen, and you gasp. kino? hadn’t he died years prior?

“but it wasn’t him. it was a trap. that place was filled to the brim with traps, keeping me in its grasp…”

mel trails off, her eyes still looking into yours. you were her security at this moment. she was yours.

you could only move your arms to wrap around her waist, squeezing. nestling your head into the crook of her neck and gently pressing your lips to the skin.

“i was worried sick.”

you state, voice barely above a whisper.

“i know.”

she replies, cradling the back of your head with one hand.

“i was so scared. the black rose preyed on everything i had left. every weakness, every pain in my life. i even thought i saw you at one point, but no.” she trembles. “it was another trick.”

you mutter small ‘shh’s into mel’s neck. humming, dry tears on your cheeks, assuring her that you’re there. mel is safe now. she’s okay.

“you’re here now, my love. that’s what matters..”

through tears, wiping her own with the pads of your thumbs.

“i’m real. this isn’t a trick. whatever happened back there, it doesn’t matter.”

you accentuate your words by connecting your lips to hers, again, with delicate care. as if the woman is a piece of glass that could break if handled too harshly.

mel pulls back after a moment with a somber smile, mouthing, ‘i love you.’

“i love you more.” you whisper. “we have a lot of catching up to do, don’t we?”

[melmedarda]

hi, i really want to hear your opinion on this.. because it honestly baffled me hearing this take.

Was talking about arcane w/ someone, and how much I wasn’t really pleased with season two, and we got onto the topic of Mel and Jayce. They proceed to tell me that “Jayce chose Viktor.” and “Deep down he just didn’t really have any true feelings for Mel. Mel respected that, she has her own destiny.” ..where in the show did Mel show any respect for what happened at the end? For all she knows, Jayce and Viktor are dead.

what’s your take on this though?

Here's my take on this. The show did not respect Mel nor did it respect Jayce. The writers completely removed Jayce's agency and made him into a puppet manipulated into duty and sacrifice by Viktor. Jayce was never the problem with Hextech, it was Viktor from the very start.

And for Mel, Mel who was left alone. Blamed and accused of manipulation when all she did was be the most genuine and supportive person on that council. It was not Mel's decision to oust Heimerdinger from the council, but Jayce's. And then he blames her for his own ambition? And after blaming her makes it seem like the duty he feels to Viktor outweighs the love and trust he has with Mel. And it is duty, because it's not like Jayce and Viktor knew each other long before Jayce met Mel. They met each other during the same time period. He truly loved Mel, but to blame her after seeing that it was literally Viktor who was the cause of everything? It doesn't make sense. Nothing makes sense and the writers chose to play in our faces.

I think she believes Jayce and Viktor are dead. And with Jayce gone, there is no reason for her to remain in Piltover. Everyone who loves Mel was in Piltover and everyone is now dead. Even if it was to set Mel up for a new show, I believe there are more tasteful ways to go about it instead of making her suffer so much. The show harps a lot on love and legacy. Mel is left without love (the very thing she most desires) and left with a legacy she never wanted. I hate it thanks, and my bitterness grows.

[pupsmailbox]

MUSIC ID PACK

NAMES︰ abby. ace. adagio. adam. adria. adrian. adriane. aero. alex. alice. angus. ann. anthony. apollo. ari. aria. ariane. ariette. avril. axl. axton. bill. billie. billy. blaze. bohemia. bon. brad. brian. bruce. cade. cadence. cadentia. cantrelle. charlie. cher. chester. chordelle. chordette. chordiene. chrissie. christine. cleo. cliff. coda. cosmo. crescenette. crescenne. cresciene. cruz. dahlia. danny. dave. david. dax. daze. dolce. dolcette. dolciene. dolciette. don. doremi. duff. dusty. echo. eddie. electra. ember. ensemblette. enslette. enzo. eric. estelle. faye. flash. fleetwood. florance. floyd. flux. forte. frank. freddie. geddy. geezer. gene. george. ginger. glenn. glimmer. grace. gregg. halen. halo. harmonette. harmonie. harmony. harp. hayley. helena. iggy. isis. izzy. jack. jasper. jett. jimi. jimmy. joe. john. juno. kade. kai. kairo. keira. keith. kian. knox. krist. kurt. larkin. larry. layla. liam. lindsey. lio. luna. lux. lyric. lyrical. mac. malcolm. maynard. medley. meliene. melodie. melodiette. melody. micheal. mick. mitch. moxie. muse. musette. musine. nancy. neal. neil. neon. nick. nicko. nicky. noel. note. notesie. notesy. nova. octavia. onyx. orchestrae. orchestraette. orchestraine. ozzy. paul. pax. pear. pete. peter. phil. piper. pulse. quest. randy. rave. rhea. rhythm. rick. ringo. riven. robert. roger. ronnie. rosa. rose. sabbath. sable. serj. sierra. sky. skye. sona. sonata. sonette. songbird. songesse. songette. songstress. sonia. sonic. sonnet. spark. steve. steven. stevie. strobe. symphonia. symponiette. talia. taryn. tempo. thom. tim. tom. tony. treble. trix. vibe. viola. violette. violiene. vyn. xara. zack. zeppelin.

PRONOUNS︰ aero/aero. ba/bass. band/band. base/base. beat/beat. black/black. blink/blink. bpm/bpm. chili/chili. crash/crash. cream/cream. cue/cue. cure/cure. door/door. dor/doremi. drop/drop. dru/drum. drum/drum. eagle/eagle. echo/echo. electric/electric. electro/electronic. fla/flash. flu/flute. flute/flute. for/forte. forte/forte. glo/glow. guitar/guitar. gun/gun. har/harp. heart/heart. hot/hot. hx/hxm. hy/hym. iron/iron. jam/jam. journey/journey. jump/jump. ke/key. kiss/kiss. la/lala. las/laser. loud/loud. ly/lyric. machine/machine. maiden/maiden. mel/melody. metal/metal. mix/mixed. mu/muse. mu/music. muse/muse. music/music. ne/neon. nirvana/nirvana. no/note. noe/note. note/note. oasis/oasis. oct/octave. pearl/pearl. pepper/pepper. perform/perform. pi/piano. pia/piano. piano/piano. pink/pink. queen/queen. ra/rave. radio/radio. rage/rage. re/reverb. red/red. reverb/reverb. rhy/rhythm. riff/riff. rock/rock. rose/rose. rush/rush. scorpion/scorpion. scream/scream. shred/shred. shx/hxr. shy/hyr. sing/sing. soe/song. soe/sonnet. sol/sola. song/song. spike/spike. stone/stone. string/string. stud/stud. sync/sync. tem/tempo. tempo/tempo. thxy/thxm. thy/thym. tra/track. tre/treble. treble/treble. trumpet/trumpet. tu/tune. tuba/tuba. tune/tune. vi/vibe. vio/violin. vocal/vocal. wa/wave. yell/yell. 🎤. 🎧. 🎵. 🎶. 🎷. 🎸. 🎹. 🎻. 🎼. 💥. 📹. 🔊. 🔋. 🔌. 🗯️. 🤘. 🥁. 🧑🏻‍🎤.

[anawkwardgalnamedtarazan]

"Welcome to Paradise!"

- Haniel & Chamuel Dewdrop😊💖😙

Twin Angels of happiness and love, and heads of Heaven's welcoming committee!

Haniel "Honey" Dewdrop😄❇

Archangel of Joy.

As a Visionary Archangel, she takes it upon herself to keep spirits high in both Heavens and the Mortal Plane. She is also tasked with giving protection and virtue to souls when they are at their lowest points in life (ex. lost a loved one, looking for enlightenment, or just needing a good ol' cheering up).

Helps aid the cycles of the moon as well as illuminating with its rays to instill empowerment and the will to give up old nasty habits, making her associated with the moon in many mortal theologies.

Has mastery over mortal pleasure. She can make connections to mortals through music (by lute playing or singing) and awaken anyone's most precious childhood memories just by kissing their foreheads, bringing out the purest of mortals and other creatures.

She can play sitar, harp, xylophone, and especially the violin. Her favorite genres include classical and relaxing lo-fi. She and Gabe share a strong bond over their love of music.

Acts as a teacher for angel culture or tour guide of Heaven for the younger angels and any new soul arrivals.

One of the most beautiful angels in Heaven, including her brother, Chamuel. They are some of the youngest angels of the Second Generation, after all.

Both a bundle of joy and a bundle of nerves. Working to boost the joy in others meant she didn't exactly have the time to focus on her own happiness. She tries to be the one person to go to for help or good company to give herself purpose and see more smiles in a turbulent world, which often ends with her winded from all the work (and the smiling). She does genuinely love her job, but she can't help but feel that she could use some time to find her own pleasure, whether it be cheesy romance novels or just sitting out in parks as a mortal during missions.

Likes to bake, decorate, sing, and braid the hair of her peers (especially Gabe!)

Being younger than most Generation II angels, she and her bro have a rather mixed view on demons, feeling disgusted by their "bloodthirsty" lifestyle and sympathetic for how they're forced to live underground away from mortal and divine discrimination.

Is rumored to have been sent to protect Mary when she was pregnant with Jesus along with Gabe.

A subordinate angel and a HUGE fan of Barachiel, the angel of blessings. (kinda sorta borrowed from @lilluciferau)

HC voice: Karen Fukuhara

Chamuel "Mel" Dewdrop 🥰💟

Archangel of love and mortal romance.

Uses he/they pronouns.

Supervises all relationships in the mortal plane. His job is to set the stage for any blossoming romances between mortals and protects certain mortals in abusive relationships or wars. He even instigates forgiveness in certain mortals to help mend their relationships and even come to love themselves.

Manages courtships of Astral and mortal creatures.

Not just Heaven's resident matchmaker, but also a major romantic. We're talking bookshelves full of poetry, a zen garden full of roses, and charts full of potential matches for the souls he works with.

Enjoys meditation, cooking, baking, writing poems, and doing tai-chi (better for fighting inner demons than outer ones.👿)

His cherub assistant is Cupid, the spirit of Valentine's Day.

Like Gabe, he's also a fan of the mortal plane. He adores how such simple creatures could make such beautiful memories together. Some of his work involves visiting Earth from time to time, usually with Cupid's assistance, to aid in a mortal's love life.

Despite his lovey-dovey nature, he is also quite the badass on the battlefield, being one of the strongest angels in the Visionary Track. Specializing in archery, javelin-throwing, and hand-to-hand combat, he's driven by a desire to protect his loved ones, namely his sis and the mortals, to fight till the end. He's often mistaken by early mortals as Camael, the leader of the Powers, the Angelic protectors of all Astral and Mortal Planes.

HC voice: Phil Lamarr or Marcus Scribner

(fyi, got some inspo from Mel's design and character from @brghtgoat 's versions of Chamuel and Selaphael. THNX!!!)

BONUS...!

My Haniel and @brightgoat 's Haniel!!!

[eds0up]

𖦹 Mel indóme n- mime tyelde 𖦹

🌾 -° Headcanon: Lindir realizes that he has feelings for a human °- 🌾

𖦹 Love will be my end 𖦹

The day you came to Rivendell was a roller-coaster of emotions for this elf. Listen, he didn't knew what it was but suddenly he couldn't concentrate on any of his duties and he HATED you for it.

Lindir's eyes were practically glued to you everytime you were around. During such a moment he accidentally spilled wine on Elrond once and got rightfully scolded for it, Wich made him dislike you even more. Why did you have to be so mesmerizing?

After you bumped into him in the elven library his grudge against you faded away. Sorting some ancient scrolls he had been studying you asked the ellon if you could borrow one for your own studies.

That had been a pleasant suprise for Lindir and from simple information exchanges you two started to meet up regularly in a cozy corner in his studies. Sometimes he would play something on his harp on days you couldn't focus on the pages.

The first time Lindir felt the need to question his feelings towards you was when you came back from a trip from Lothlórien and wouldn't shut up about the Marchwarden.

In fact it irritated him to no end. Alas he dismissed it quickly and just told himself that he was just appaled by your vulgarity. Typical human behavior. There was NO WAY he wanted your attention soley on him.

Regardless you started to notice that Lindir loved to help you out. For what was normal between friends, Lindir seemed to top it.

Keeping you hydrated? Check. Checking if you haven't forgotten anything before you leave? Check. Keeping you warm on rainy days? Check. Refusing to let you travel too far away from Rivendell or better- his side? Check.

His behavior was suspicious to say the least, alas he didn't noticed when he crossed certain boundaries in his purely friend based actions. No, you didn't needed him to accompany you EVERYWHERE as soon you left your room.

In truth the elf was just worried about you. You were so fragile. He needed to take care of the mortal.

The day he actually realized there was more than friendship in his mind, feelings and actions torwards you was when you came to him crying. Lindir had let you hug him (in privat ofc) and had let you make your anger and sadness air while you ranted about some guy who had seemed to treat you poorly.

His first thought had been that he wanted to fight that dude. Or well- pray that the Valar would take care of it.

His second thought was that he would treat you so much better, couldn't you see? Why wasting your time on some dumb mortal men?

At that point it hit him.

He was in love. Madly in love.

Safe to say that Lindir started to avoid you after that. You didn't knew why but you thought perhaps you broke a boundery while you had spent the evening in the arms of the timid elf.

However Lindir was scared. Terrified even. A human life is an blink of an eye for an elf. You would be gone before he would have the chance to hold on to you. OHHH but there was no going back now. His heart had already chosen you.

But not only that made him so afraid. Dying of grief was a real danger for elves. Not common as usually Elves kept it in there own race and would spend millenia with their partners, but YOU? He would die with you. If he even would get the chance to bury you first. Lindir knew it would come. His love would be his end.

However Lindir's absence from court was noticed rather quickly.

After Lord Elrond had a looooong talk with Lindir and prescribing him strong herbal tea, Lindir was finally "ready" to tell you. In his mind he might as well get it over with, so he could die immediately when you told him he was just a friend.

Yet to Lindir's pleasure you had smiled at him as sweet as honey, it was a suprise for him he actually began to stutter even more before his voice faded away.

But for you he didn't needed to say more as your arms were already pulling the elven men closer till hew was in your tight embrace.

Safe to say Lindir had blushed before remembering that this was "inappropriate" behavior as he wasn't even courting you yet.

After a long pout you suggested to just get married then, earning yourself a dumbfounded Lindir who looked down at you with big eyes, making him look like a deer.

Perhaps there was more then death for Lindir with this little human.

[nycbaby21]

Hottest guy in the bar

prompt: Trevor thinks you are looking at him, but you are really looking at Cole

word count:1,250

“Okay your turn Y/n,” Harper says swirling her sparkly drink around with the tiny umbrella it came with. “Guys you know I hate this game,” I say with a huge sigh. “C’mon, you have to. Rules are rules,” Melody responds giving me a look. Two years ago one night when we went out, we created a game. You give each other a category and they have to pick someone in the room who you would choose for said category. It was a stupid game but what can you expect when three drunk girls try to make a girl’s night more “exciting.”

Rolling my eyes, I do a quick glance around and my eyes stop on a table of four guys who look around our age. “Okay if I have to pick, I’d say him with the grey shirt,” I tilt my head in the general direction of them. “Okay, solid choice. I would have gone for the long-haired one but it wasn’t my question,” Harper laughs looking over at them. “Is it just me or are all of them like really hot,” Melody asks just plain out staring their way. “Stop it before they notice us looking,” I slap her arm, which does nothing. “May be too late for that hunny,” Harper smiles and points over to the table we had been gawking at. All four of them looked our way, some with smug looks.

The trio of us look at each other and start laughing. I can still feel their eyes every once in a while, I blush at the sudden attention. “Okay, it’s someone else’s turn,” I say downing the rest of my drink. “So Harp, who would make the best sugar daddy,” Mel says wiggling her eyebrows. Our table is once again filled with laughter, which gains attention from more than just the table of guys. “Definitely polo shirt at the bar,” she says and we all turn to look his way. “I cannot with you two tonight. I need another drink,” I laugh heading to the bar. “Don’t lie Y/n, we know you are really going up there for him,” they joke and I flipped them out while walking away.

As I am ordering my drink I feel a presence behind me. I scoot over to make room for them thinking they are just ordering a drink like me. “Why hello there,” I hear a deep voice say and I turn and see the longer-haired guy Harper was looking at earlier. “Hi,” I laugh and peek behind him seeing his friends all looking our way. “I’m Trevor. And who might you be,” his voice is filled with flirtation. “Oh uhm I’m Y/n. Nice to meet you, Trevor,” I say reaching around him to grab my drink.

 “So I’ll just cut to the chase. I saw you guys checking us out. Was wondering if I could get your number,” he asks with a wink. I couldn’t help but let out a small laugh at him, which he took in a very good way. He stepped a little closer to me and smiled. “I’m so sorry. We weren’t checking you out. Well kinda but not in the way you think,” I say trying to be as nice as possible. After explaining the game he laughed too and I felt so relieved.

“Well I can’t say I’m not offended, but I think I’ll live,” he jokes putting his hand on his chest with a pout. “Oh, I am so sure that you will,” I laugh heading back to the table after telling him bye.”Dude sit the hell down and spill,” Harper says pulling me down. “He saw us pointing and giggling at them and wanted to come shoot his shot I guess,” I say shrugging taking a swig of my drink. “So that Greek god of a man asked you out and you said no,” she asks with a dumbfounded look on her face. Melody laughs so hard that she almost snorts. “I mean he is good looking but just not for me,” I shrug. She reaches over and puts a hand on my forehead checking for a fever. I laugh and push her hand off me. “I didn’t get his number for me. But after I told him I wasn’t interested he left this for you,” I smile and pass his number over to her.

She squealed and did a happy dance in her seat. “So he wanted Y/n originally, and now he wants you and that is okay,” Melody questions laughing. “Hell, I’d want her too if I was him. I’m happy to be the second choice for her,” she grins reaching across the table and pinching my cheek. We continued to talk and drink until we finally decided to call it. “I’ll pay the tab if you guys grab the Uber,” I say heading to the bar. “So we meet again,” Trevor laughs. I see him with another guy from the table. “Jack,” he reaches out to shake my hand. “Y/n,” I respond shaking it back. “Also thank you so much for humbling him. Really highlight of my night,” he laughs slapping Trevor on the chest. I roll my eyes laughing at the two while waiting for my card back.

“So you told me about the game, but I never got the question they asked you that Cole was the answer to,” the taller boy said leaning his back against the bar. A small blush creeps up onto my cheeks. “Oh, that. Uhm the question was who do you think the hottest person in the room was,” I smile at the bartender for handing me my card. I sign my receipt and grab a napkin writing my number quickly before I chickened out. “Actually could you give this to him for me,” I smile shyly pushing the napkin their way. “No promises,” Trevor winks turning to head back to the table. “I’ll make sure he gets it. For what it’s worth Cole is a really good guy,” Jack says with a smile and heads back.

I give the table one last glance before heading outside to meet the girls. I see the guy who I now know is named Cole smiling really big and blushing. We make eye contact and I give him a big smile and a wave heading outside. We all three get settled in the car deciding to head back to Melody’s place since it was closer. A small buzz interrupts our small talk and I pull out my phone.

Xxx-xxx-xxxx: If it’s any consultation I thought you were the hottest person in the room too ❤️

Xxx-xxx-xxx: this is Cole by the way

Pretty girl at the bar 🩷: yeah I kind of guessed that. and I guess it’s a good thing my friends made me play that stupid game tonight

Cole🔥���: well I’m glad my stupid friends made me go out tonight

Pretty girl at the bar 🩷: well here’s to stupid friends and stupid games 🥂

The two of us continued texting the whole night, which continued into the text day. Slowly going from texting to calling, and then calling to Facetime. I learned very quickly that Jack was right, Cole was a really good guy. Every time we walked I started to like him more and more. We had already planned a date for the next weekend.  And I couldn’t help but be happy for my friends dragging me out for a girl’s night and playing our dumb game.

[melmedardaapologist]

ok so there’s further maybe-indication for mel as guile

so here’s the Guile theme, and at 0:44 we get some gentle harp to contrast the Noxian-style chants

and who else has a theme with a harp?

i don’t know, it might be a stretch, but the arcane soundtrack did a lot of leitmotif work, so having this bit uncharacteristic instrument in the mix is… giving me thoughts

[bubbleaestheticnikkitea]

Cookie Run X Coraline AU

UPDATED IN 3/18/2025: I want to just remake the cast a bit since the Shadow Milk update.

I kinda... had a dream about a crossover AU between Cookie Run and Coraline. Because of that, I wanna create this Coraline AU.

Summary:

A 10 year-old girl named Vanilla Twirl Cookie(Haven Paschall) just moved to her new house in summer and thought that her house will be so boring. At midnight, Vanilla Twirl Cookie found a door leading to a world that's better. Soon, Her family and neighbors started to act very creepy, even The Other Father. Vanilla Twirl Cookie must stop the Other Father and save her real father and his friend.

Cast:

Vanilla Twirl Cookie as Coraline Jones

Pure Vanilla Cookie as Mel Jones(Well PV and WL are engaged in my Coraline AU)

White Lily Cookie as Charlie Jones(WL be playing the lyre or a harp in Post-Beast-Yeast events)

Choco Macchiato Cookie as Wybie Lovat(Just no idea why there are some folks just paired Wybie and Coraline together tho

Black Lemonade Cookie as Miss Spink

Shining Glitter Cookie as Miss Forcible(Both fitting for Glitternade cuz Spink and Forcible were canon yuri couple)

Marshmallow Cookie as Mr. Bobinsky(She would lead her Sugar Guards as well! Plus I can't find something that fit for the circus and yet instead did the parade one of course)

Macaron Cookie as Herself/Mr. Bobinsky's partner)

Sugar Guards and Macaron Animals as Mr. Bobinsky's mice

Elder Faerie Cookie, Silverbell Cookie, Mercurial Knight Cookie and White Gardenia as The Cat(Shared role)(Someone draw them as kitties)

Parfait Cookie, Princess Cookie and Latte Cookie as The Ghost Children(They were represent; when they got falsely got slandered in 'Beacon of Truth')

Cappuccino Cookie as Wybie's grandmother(Let's just say that he's Choco Macchiato Cookie's uncle instead in my Coraline AU)

The Cake Hounds as Miss Spink and Miss Forcible's dogs(Cuz both are doggos)

Shadow Milk Cookie as The Beldam(Other Mother)(Cuz he mimics Pure Vanilla Cookie's Light of Truth ya know!)

Candy Apple Cookie as Herself/The Beldam's minion

Black Sapphire Cookie as Himself/The Beldam's minion

[strawberry-flavored-rotting-bugs]

☆ Miku NPTs ☆

Names: Miku, Hatsune Miku, Sky, Skylar, Bluestar, Kitsune, Kit Kat, Fox(y), Melody, Harmony, Lyric, Rhythm, Bell, Celeste, Duet, Harper, Symphony, Piano, Harp, Viola, Riff, Lyra, Caprice, Solo, Note, Key, Dot, Hymn, Tune

Please only use the Japanese names if you're Japanese!

Prns: 🩵 / 🩵self, 🎤 / 🎤self, 🎹 / 🎹self, 🎮 / 🎮self, Mu / Music, One / Once, 🎀 / 🎀self, Bon / Ribbon, Bun / Bunny, Star / Starry, Lee / Leek, Blu / Blue, Di / Digital, Vir / Virtual, Sol / Solar, Mel /Melody, Sun / Sunny, Nep / Neptune, Fo / Fox

Titles: Sekai Saver, The Divine, The Celestial Being, The Musical World, The One Who Dreams of Harmony, The One Who Writes Music, The One with Blue Hair, [ prn ] Melodies, The Untitled Song, The Cheerful Rhythm, The Future, The Hopeful Android, The Performing Robot, The One Who Sings

+ a mogai coining!

☆ Sekaigender ☆

☆ One whose gender relates to Hatsune Miku! ☆

[colorfulwastelandvoid]

It’s late at night and saw this and now I’m irritated all over again😭. This seems to be a common talking point about Mel and all 5 of her fans, so let’s get into it. While I absolutely do think that a FEW Mel fans throw around the words misogynist and racist too willy-nilly, most do not.I chalk this behavior of the “dismissal” of Mel’s wrongdoing to the fact that it is all a certain demographic has been talking about for 3 Years! Mel’s fans are just tired having the same convo over and over again for years! Quite frankly the manipulation was never the point of her character so it’s irritating to harp on such a small part of her that she quickly grew from.

Let’s get into the mysignoir of it all. Black fems who point out the violent way yall act toward Mel are not pulling this out of thin air. It’s from experience. The fandom has been hypercritical of Mel since jump a lot yall somehow came into the show deciding not to like or meaningfully engage with her character. Oh! By the way saying she’s hot or you want to bang her is not meaningful engagement of her character, you troglodytes. I can go on and on about how you see the dumb jokes about “oh I ship JayVik cause Mel is for me” or “ I treat her so much better than Jayce could” then you go on their page and except for a few pics (usually in a non-cannon ship) they don’t engage with Mel at all as a character. Heck most time there is nothing there at all about her! The fandom either fetishized or villainized her. The same people talking about progression and what not, shut down black fems whenever we pointed out the bigotry in the fandom. It’s always listen to black women until it’s time to actually listen. Crazy thing is Mel could have been perfect and the fandom would still tear her apart for being perfect, hell some of them are calling her a Mary Sue now. It’s like there is no where to go as a Mel fan.

Let’s for a second get into what the tweet said. She used Vik and Jayce for Hextech. That has been said since season 1 and the ending of season 2 certainly didn’t help… or did it?Whenever someone brings this up, I ask what in particular did she use them for? Here comes the mischaracterization, you point that out and either one of two things will happen. One they’ll double down and say that you are removing all the “complexities”of Mel and will no longer engage with you. You say that you aren’t but are putting her actions into context. They don’t care and will either run off or start swinging in your comments. Two they will concede that she really didn’t need them for anything but still used them and saw them as investments. You say that’s fair but point out what an investment means to Mel is different to what an investment means to them. That’s why I hate the fandom reaction to the “argument”. She didn’t double down she explained. An investment to Mel, is like a parent or mentor invest in a kid. A kid could show great talent in helping people so the parent starts putting them math and science tutors or sending them to bio camp. Not because they hope to get something in return (I hope some parents are bad) but because they love and believe in their child’s ability. Mel loves Jayce and respected Viktor and believes in their ability to do good. Hence why she said you were the wise investment. She literally listed the positive attributes about Jayce. It’s also why he apologized. This notion that whenever someone puts Mel’s actions into context we are disregarding her complexities is such a dishonest take and is why some of her fans are hostile to any critique. i’m not saying it’s right I am saying if we don’t acknowledge why we’ll never be able to get past it. I mean here are few things I noticed when discussing Mel online. These are the non racist one btw.

You want to talk about how all she wanted was to be accepted. SIKE! Someone is gonna bring up the fact that she was the richest person in Piltover and disregard your statement about her. Want to talk about how Jayce isn’t that naive and him and Mel was just genuinely agreeing to stuff for most of season 1. Ha! Here comes the jezebel stereotype to try to prove you wrong! Bring up the fact that Mel genuinely believed in Jayce from the start and wanted to help(yes she had her own reasons, none nefarious though). Lmao! She actually just wanted more money and power, apparently! Bring up the fact that because of Jayce, Mel started to become the dreamer she once was and because of Mel, Jayce got to have autonomy over his own invention and how huge that was for both characters! SIKE again! It is a parallel to Viktor, somehow.

This post is already long, thanks for reading it. The last thing I’m gonna say about the dismissal of Mel’s flaw critique. It’s not true. Most of the fandom won’t let it go. Go to a JayVik post and asks about Mel, that’s all you will see and hear is critiques and mischaracterization. Stop bothering Mel fans if you are not going to meaningfully engage.

To the Mel fans throwing racist& misogyny around a little too loosely, STOP! You are not helping.

That is all for…now.

[melmedarda]

I'm gonna be messy as hell for a minute here. But I have to say it. A lot of people don't like the fact that Mel is viewed as desirable (especially in a romantic light). Especially by a man that they consider as already belonging to another man. That's where this whole "Mel stole Jayce from Viktor" mentality comes from. Even if that's not what's being said outright,that's what it is.

Mel is objectively stunning. It's something that's harped upon regularly. And people love to 'humble' beautiful women, especially when they're women of colour. Which could also explain the absolute glee some individuals express at her being alone at the end of Arcane. Because it's "retribution" for her "bad behaviour". The bad behaviour, by the way, is just her being beautiful and happening to be a politician at the same time. And they hate her for it. Because how dare she, a black woman, have the audacity to do what she feels like.

(Now,back to what I was doing prior......)

☕☕☕ Mel is beautiful and powerful in her own right. Self-made success story who built herself up after she was cast away and exiled by her family. If she was a different hue, people would love her I'm sure. But feminism, and the idea of having your cake and eating it to doesn't seem to apply to women of color according to fandom. A certain majority needs to take a step back to self access, look at themselves and study their biases. They also need to stop projecting their insecurities onto Viktor :)))

[dontjudgemeimawriter]

Make me Write tag game

Tagged by @indy-gray

Rules of the game: create a poll of wips you'd like to work on and for every vote, write a sentence on the winning wip.

Tagging everyone the first 50 ppl whose blogs showed up on my tag game list to get most people. No obligation whatsoever to make a poll, only if you want to:

@stuffaboutwriting @sleepy-night-child @puzzleddragon02 @dontcrywrite @deciphered-narrator @ambiguouspuzuma @silvertalonwritblr @dripping-moon @enchanted-lightning-aes @oh-no-another-idea @justsome-di @thats-my-type-writer @vellichor-virgo @diphthongsfordays @afoolandathief @teardropsandtherain @ryorine @athenswrites @papercutsunset @pertinax--loculos @story-of-the-infinite @mel-writes-with-her-dragons @writingbyricochet @wildjuniperjones @emelkae @dxrlingdaydreams @verkja @alannaofroses @eli-writes-sometimes @nopoodles @akindofmagictoo @splashinkling @blind-the-winds @pluttskutt @autumnalwalker @theramwrites @saltysupercomputer @aether-wasteland-s @lexiklecksi @unclevladscorner @mrbexwrites @sleepyowlwrites @harps-for-days @starlit-hopes-and-dreams @dogmomwrites @avrablake @charlesjosephwrites @squarebracket-trick @lightningfiction