#rip mel you would've—

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free time obtained ‼️‼️ FINALLY 🗣️

anyway, finally finished mellie's ref sheets <33 i missed impulse 1995 (part 2)

currently making an impulse clone saga au ( oc centric !!!!! ) there's more incoming but mel's my fav!!!

they had 2 years to live 'n' learn how to be their own person and stuffsss before their sickness get to them && they eventually die— ??? heavily inspired by whatever ben reilly and kaine parker went thru <33

there's reasons on why they're artificially deaged + why eobard created her. he's chill tho just let bro be 😭😭 <333 !!!!!!!

ft. some memes I've made that's connected to their lore

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act 3 thoughts

well, i guess it looked pretty.

i didn't actually think it was possible to rush vi/caitlyn after s1 but uh... they managed it. i actually feel pretty bad for fans of that ship? like wow, they basically had zero build-up after the reconciliation (especially for the weirdly placed sex scene) and now vi has no one but cait (assuming she doesn't know that jinx is alive) and they're "happily ever after". and i'm saying this as someone who has had zero investment in caitlyn since s1, lol, so i can't imagine how ppl invested in her story feel.

and sevika just literally might as well have not existed after episode 4. like i guess i'm happy she's zaun's only council member against six pilties, but like. s2 basically refused to engage with the zaun/piltover conflict besides attributing it to individuals like caitlyn, ambressa, and jinx. the closest we got to acknowledging there were institutional reasons was the alternative universe in s2, but even then... vi dies (and possibly jayce and viktor too???), there's no hextech or seemingly shimmer, and suddenly zaun is thriving? and having silco show up, having forgiven vander, just felt like the same shallow fanservice from the flashback earlier in the season.

which ties into how everything got subsumed by the arcane subplot. i get that they needed to join the plots up at some point, but war between zaun and piltover seemed like a pretty solid bet, narratively.

having seriously looked forward to how they were going to deal with mel being a mage and viktor being the machine herald. i am impressively disappointed. no machine herald here, only the arcane herald. i guess his final design was cool, but i wanted to see fortiche's take on the machine herald. having him reinvent himself as the machine herald in response to the arcane taking his bodily autonomy would've been cool, but i guess he's cool with using his inventions as weapons now if it means he gets to evolve more people. after hearing and reading so much about the nuance of the conflict btwn him and jayce in league, i am painfully disappointed that we didn't get any of that. and the lack of resolution as to whatever was going on with skye, so instead she was just a plot device for viktor's character development for the entire show? god, in hindsight her narrative treatment was the first red flag over where the writing was going.

also a bit disappointed that jayce's mysterious mage didn't turn out to be ryze despite the various hinting at it (didn't even netflix themselves imply it at one point?).

and poor fucking mel, she kills her last surviving relative and her boyfriend just disappears without a trace and she's forced to renounce her compassion and adopted home to embrace her noxian heritage. i don't know if massively depressing stories are on par for mages in runeterra, but her ending was just utterly tragic. she has no one left, just a faceless army of soldiers.

jinx's fake-out death is like. urgh. i get why because it means piltover leaves her alone, but there's just a ton of emotion in a moment that you immediately undercut at the very end.

for all they said that s2 was written alongside s1, it felt like they needed another season (you know, if this wasn't so expensive to produce) to properly pace stuff out so it can be developed properly. like, spending an entire episode on alternate universes when you have three total left is utter madness. it should've been 1/3-1/2 an episode at most if they kept the same episode count.

but given their apparent willingness to throw fanservice in (felicia & silco flashback) when it doesn't exactly make narrative cohesion with s1, i'm not sure if that was possible or meddling by someone else or whatever.

oh, and rip blitzcrank. too innocent to exist in arcane, i guess?

[hexxbug]

ACT 3!!

I can't believe it's over :((

This is probably more analysis than the other ones I've done lol, spoilers below :o

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AHHHHH so sad, I loved it sm

Timebomb!!! I don't ship it a lot, I prefer them platonically icl but it was sooo cute! (the au has won me over though lol but I personally still think in the main timeline they wouldn't be together, maybe Ekko has a crush on her but I hc Jinx as either aroace or just not in a place to be interested in romance)

AND WE GOT MORE EKKO!!! FINALLY!!!!

I think they should've given us a couple extra episodes because him and Heimerdinger, Mel and the whole Jayce Viktor story did not get enough screen time imo, could've done with a bit more interaction idk

Claggor glancing at Mylo, now I may be projecting but that was NOT subtle🤨🤨😏🏳️‍🌈🏳️‍🌈

HEIMERDINGER STAYED BEHIND!! NOOOOOO. he was such a silly guy I was very sad

Cait being like "who decides who gets a second chance" like it wasn't her busting Vi out of jail like 6 months prior

JINX SHE WAS SO BROKEN😭😭😭😭MY POOR LASS

lowkey wish we'd got to see her go absolutely batshit over Isha's death but I get the direction they went in (or just been able to see more of their reaction and recovery from her death in general)(because that shit was glossed over)

Vi being so upset and destroyed about Jinx, saying she shouldn't have done this and then Cait going mf I practically engineered this whole encounter😭😭😭

CAITVI IS A GO!!! I REPEAT CAITVI IS A GO!!!! HHHHHHGHHHHHGGG THEY'RE SO FUCKING CUTE!! I really love how the scene played out

VI'S "Cait I don't FUCKING CARE" just marry her already (ngl not the way I thought that confession would go but I'm glad it was pretty happy)

MEL!!!! I love her character design smmmm it keeps getting better and better🤩🤩🤩she needed more time and practice with her powers though I think they rushed that a bit.

HE REALLY WAS THE BOY SAVIOUR!!!!! COMING IN CLUTCH THERE AT THE END

JAYCE. VIKTOR. YOU GAY MFSS LMAO (platonic or romantic they are so in love) I also think they rushed their whole story because both of them were suddenly like "oh yeah besties again✨✨" and I wanted a bit more story there but THEY STARTED IT TOGETHER AND THEY ENDED IT TOGETHER🥲🥲(they basically saved Piltover with the power of friendship)

JINX NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO I'm not okay💔 I know it's what she wanted, really, but it felt so flat idk I wish she'd lived and come to terms with every (also I love her and she needs to come back so that's probably why I didn't like it too lmaoo)(ik she fell like a hundred stories or whatever and canon divergence is a thing but my girl is a big part in LoL so maybeeeeee????)(I'm once again in denial....)

ALSOOO CAIT WAS LOOKING AT THE BLUEPRINTS FOR THE HEXGATE AND HAD JINX'S BOMB SO I WILL STAY UNDER MY LITTLE DENIAL ROCK THANKYOU VERY MUCH

Honourable mentions:

Heimerdinger being like "you sure it's 4 seconds???" and Ekko just like •_• "mmmhm yep definitely" poor guy was TRAUMATISED😭😭😭it was so funny to me

All the outfits in ep 7, I loved them! ALSO THE DANCE SCENE!! SO SWEET

LEST!! I wanted to see more of her she was so cool!

The blue haired woman who died:(( rip to a queen

And the guy who took over manning the hex gun🫡

Maddie, ngl I wasn't expecting her to betray Cait but it was unsurprising really, I would've loved to see what she'd make of the aftermath and better terms the city's are on but it was also a very dramatic moment for Mel and I liked the twist lol.

FIRELIGHTS(EKKO) FIGHTING TOGETHER WITH JINX!!!! AYYY

Just the whole union of Piltover and Zuan in the fight against Ambessa and the Herald(I wanted more build up for that too tbh but anyway)

VIKTOR GOING THROUGH ALL THE TIMELINES TO FIX IT AND IT BEING JAYCE!!!

The sweet little Cait and Vi scene at the end🥹

My mum who's been subjected to all of S2 and her main comment at the end was "I'm still a bit confused" 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

[seven-eleven-slushie]

RIP Mel Medarda, you would've loved The Tortured Poets Department

[crimsonscloud]

some steel trap headcanons of varying levels of thought, because me and @roxie-roo are ever so normal about this dumb movie. so normal, in fact, that we made a whole au (party crashers) where robert and melanie live.

also all the last names mentioned in here apart from kathy's aren't canon, the movie doesn't give the others any.

robert hollister

aka the character with the most final guy energy in this entire movie i said what i said

bisexual king

has a younger adoptive sister named blake, @tseliius' oc. they are the siblings ever i love them

was definitely the guy that got paid to write essays for people in high school/college

loves rock music, stuff like american pearl, breaking point, finger eleven, etc.

has a black cat named loki

always has Cold Hands. nobody knows why, including him, they're just like that

dictionary brain. will use big words / legal terms in sentences sometimes for no reason

doesn't want kids with nicole bc he has issues with his dad and doesn't want to risk passing that stuff to them

roxie and i have a crossover ship with him and dani ardor from midsommar. they're so hades and persephone coded (but like. in a good way)

color association: black or dark green

melanie reed

opposite of nicole's "screaming woman" trope. if she's scared she will just Hard Dissociate

platonic besties with robert. he nicknames her mel, she calls him robbie

adhd queen

stims by humming, swaying, and/or pulling and twirling her curls. if she's really stressed sometimes she'll end up pulling her own hair out

weapon she'd take from the box is a pair of scissors (insert until dawn reference)

has scars on her neck from the elevator cables

bubblegum bitch by marina coded

rip girl you would have loved slime. especially the clay texture ones

would wear those little ceramic star bracelets

develops hemophobia after the experience with the bucket

terrified of spiders. robert isn't. hilarity ensues

loves the princess diaries movies

adopts a puppy at some point

also gets a gf :)

color association: pink

nicole palmer

her and robert are Very bleak december coded i said what i said

there is no way things would've been stable if robert married her

needs glasses but hates wearing them, so she has contacts

color association: dark purple probably?

kathy king (aka kay knight)

read carrie in high school once and got a little... fixated.

besides melanie getting blood dumped on her, adam's death is also a reference to this: he's the "pig" that gets slaughtered for the blood, and his corpse wears a crown like tommy does in some adaptations of the prom night

and if i could / i'd bring them all down to their knees / i'd make them sorry forever for teasing

kay+carrie parallels. the writers might not have meant it to be That Deep but i see the vision

made the locked room trap because she thinks robert's selfish / egotistical (the sticks and stones exchange, she also outright calls him an egomaniac later i think?) and wanted to see who between him and wade was more selfish than the other

color association: deep reds for, you know, reasons

[shyrule]

rip bonus war you would've loved the arcane x fenty beauty mel gold eyeliner

[aq2003]

man mel growing up without her family is hurting me so bad like persephone would've finally gotten the chance to raise her child, hades would've gotten the chance to be a good father this time, zag would've been the BEST OLDER BROTHER IN THE ENTIRE UNIVERSE but noooooooo chronos HAD to wage war on the gods and rip them all apart again. supergiant you will hear from my lawyers

does anyone think melinoë reminds odysseus of telemachus because she also grew up separated from her family and fights for a father she never knew regardless

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Written In The Stars CXCV (Harry Potter xF!Oc)

A/N: Welcome home, kids -Danny

Words: 4,304

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Chapter Twenty-Nine: Back To Hogwarts.

Ariana Dumbledore smiled at her brother, she turned around and started to walk towards the back of her portrait without uttering a word.

"You know," Erick muttered beside her. "You do look a lot like her."

"I know," Mel replied.

"Er..." Ron started. "What—?"

"There's only one way in now," Aberforth explained. "You must know they've got all the old secret passageways covered at both ends, dementors all around the boundary walls, regular patrols inside the school from what my sources tell me. The place has never been so heavily guarded. How you expect to do anything once you get inside it, with Snape in charge and the Carrows as his deputies... well, that's your lookout, isn't it? You say you're prepared to die."

"That's right," Mel said. "Good to hear the Carrows are still around, I have some pending business with them."

"But what..?" Hermione squinted. "You see that?"

Someone was coming back with Ariana, taller and limping, but it seemed to be quite eager to get to their end. His face was terribly beaten and his hair was quite long a messy, it got closer and closer until the portrait opened in front of them revealing a dark tunnel. Neville looked at them beaming, he jumped out of the edge of the fireplace and enveloped Mel in a tight hug.

"I knew you'd come! I knew it!"

"Neville—what the—how—?"

The boy let go of her only to hug Ron, Harry, Erick, and Hermione in turn.

"Neville!" Mel exclaimed in horror. "Who did this to you?"

He had bruises and dry blood everywhere she looked, his clothes were ripped and unkempt, but he'd never looked this excited.

"I knew you'd come! Kept telling Seamus it was a matter of time!"

"Neville, what's happened to you?" Harry insisted.

"What? This?" He vaguely pointed to his injuries. "This is nothing, Seamus is worse. You'll see. Shall we get going then? Oh! Ab, there might be a couple more people on the way."

"Couple more?" Aberforth frowned. "What d'you mean, a couple more, Longbottom? There's a curfew and a Caurwauling Charm on the whole village!"

"I know, that's why they'll be Apparating directly into the bar," Neville replied gleefully. "Just send them down the passage when they get here, will you? Thanks a lot."

"You've been helping them? The students?" Mel asked in a strange voice.

Aberforth looked at her as if she were asking a really stupid question. "They're innocent children."

Hermione and Ron climbed up to get into the tunnel, Erick made an attempt to follow and she pushed him back.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?"

"I can't leave you guys on your own, can I?" He raised a brow.

"Yes you can! You're supposed to take my mum and my brother to France!"

"They know where to go, don't you Mily?"

"Yes," The woman nodded calmly. "It's alright, Mel."

"No, it's not. You're not coming, Flint."

"Mel, you already messed up my personal plans," He crossed his arms. "You owe it to me."

"What? That's stupid, I can think of at least ten better ways to repay you."

"This is what I'm supposed to do whether you like it or not," He scowled, pushing her aside. "I'm staying."

Mel let out a frustrated groan, she'd been complaining about people leaving her all the time, but this wasn't the time to change the narrative! She pushed her hair back and looked at her mother.

"You better go as soon as the sun comes out, d'you hear me?"

Emily just smiled at her, behind her Regulus kept on eating the leftovers of Mel's dinner.

"I don't know how to thank you," Harry told Aberforth. "You've saved our lives twice."

"Look after 'em, then," Aberforth grumbled. "I might not be able to save 'em a third time."

Harry climbed over the fireplace and offered his hand to Mel, she looked at her Grandfather one last time.

"My father would've been proud of you if you'd told him the truth. I know I am."

She could've sworn she saw some kind of teary expression on his face before he turned around. Mel climbed up with Harry's help and the portrait closed behind them.

"How long's this been here?" Ron examined the tunnel in wonder. "It isn't on the Marauder's Map, is it, guys? I thought there were only seven passages in and out of the school?"

"They sealed off all of those before the start of the year," Neville explained. "There's no chance of getting through any of them now, not with the curses over the entrances and Death Eaters and dementors waiting at the exits."

He was walking backwards so he could continue to see them, he was truly glowing despise all the wounds on his body.

"Never mind that stuff... Is it true? Did you break into Gringotts? Did you escape on a dragon? It's everywhere, everyone's talking about it, Teddy Boot got beaten up by Carrow for yelling about it in the Great Hall at dinner!"

"Yeah, it's true," Harry said awkwardly.

"What did you do with the dragon?" Neville laughed.

"Released it into the wild. Hermione was all in for keeping it as a pet—"

"Don't exaggerate, Ron—"

"I thought it was sweet!"

Hermione laughed, Neville and Erick both look at the pair weirdly, Mel snorted.

"This is sort of recent," She told them, pointing at the couple.

"Blimey, so Mrs Weasley's right, war causes people to get in stupid relationships..."

"Erick!"

"I'm joking!" He laughed when Ron tried to hit him.

"But what have you been doing?" Neville insisted. "People have been saying you've just been on the run, Harry, but I don't think so. I think you've been up to something."

"You're right, but tell us about Hogwarts, Neville, we haven't heard anything."

"It's been... well, it's not really like Hogwarts anymore," His smile faded. "Do you know about the Carrows?"

"Those two Death Eaters who teach here?"

"They do more than teach. They're in charge of all discipline. They like punishment, the Carrows."

"Like Umbridge?"

"Nah, they make her look tame. The other teachers are all supposed to refer us to the Carrows if we do anything wrong. They don't, though, if they can avoid it. You can tell they all hate them as much as we do."

"Amycus, the bloke, he teaches what used to be Defense Against the Dark Arts, except now it's just Dark Arts. We're supposed to practice the Cruciatus Curse on people who've earned detentions—"

"What?" They exclaimed.

"Yeah, that's how I got this one," He tilted his face so they could see the cut on his cheek. "I refused to do it. Some people are into it, though; Crabbe and Goyle love it. First time they've ever been top in anything, I expect."

"Bastards," Mel growled. "When I get my hands on them..."

"You won't," Harry reminded her. "We're going to remain hidden, remember?"

"Alecto, Amycus' sister, teaches Muggle Studies, which is compulsory for everyone. We've all got to listen to her explain how Muggles are like animals, stupid and dirty, and how they drove wizards into hiding by being vicious toward them, and how the natural order is being reestablished. I got this one," He showed them another cut, "for asking how much Muggle blood she and her brother have got."

"Blimey, Neville," Ron grimaced, "there's a time and a place for getting a smart mouth."

"You didn't hear her. You wouldn't have stood it either. The thing is, it helps when people stand up to them, it gives everyone hope. I used to notice that when you did it, guys."

"But they've used you as a knife sharpener," Ron insisted.

"Doesn't matter. They don't want to spill too much pureblood, so they'll torture us a bit if we're mouthy but they won't actually kill us."

"I think that what you're doing is great," Mel retorted.

"Of course you do," replied the other four.

"I hope this doesn't come off as rude, Mel, but it's weird how much you enjoy being tortured," Hermione said worryingly.

"I don't enjoy it!"

"Well, not enjoy it—but you were laughing and joking a lot when Bellatrix and Greyback were hurting you, as if all of it were some kind of game."

"I was trying to get a rise out of them so they would hurt me more," Noticing this wasn't helping her case, she explained further, "it's the only way I have bursts of magic now!"

"That doesn't make it better," Harry groaned. "Keep going, Neville."

"Well, the only people in real danger are the ones whose friends and relatives on the outside are giving trouble. They get taken hostage. Old Xeno Lovegood was getting a bit too outspoken in The Quibbler, so they dragged Luna off the train on the way back for Christmas."

"Neville, she's all right, we've seen her—"

"Yeah, I know, she managed to sent a message to me," He showed them the D.A. coin. "These have been great! The Carrows never rumbled how we were communicating, it drove them mad. We used to sneak out at night and put graffiti on the walls: Dumbledore's Army, Still Recruiting, stuff like that. Snape hated it."

"You used to?" Harry asked doubtfully.

"Well, it got more difficult as time went on. We lost Luna at Christmas, and Ginny never came back after Easter, and the three of us were sort of leaders. The Carrows seemed to know that I was behind a lot of it, so they started coming down on me hard, and then Michael Corner went and got caught releasing a first-year they'd chained up, and they tortured him pretty badly. That scared people off."

"A first-year!" Mel said in outrage.

"No kidding," Ron growled.

"Yeah, well, I couldn't ask people to go through what Michael did, so we dropped those kinds of stunts. But we were still fighting, doing underground stuff, right up until a couple of weeks ago. That's when they decided there was only one way to stop me, I suppose, and they went for Gran."

"They what?" They all gasped.

"Yeah, well, you can see their thinking. It had worked really well, kidnapping kids to force their relatives to behave, I s'pose it was only a matter of time before they did it the other way around. Thing was," He chuckled, "they bit off a bit more than they could chew with Gran. Little old witch living along, they probably thought they didn't need to send anyone particularly powerful. Anyway, Dawlish is still in St. Mungo's and Gran's on the run. She sent me a letter, telling me she was proud of me, that I'm my parents' son, and to keep it up."

He grabbed the letter from his pocket and showed it to Erick and Mel.

"Cool," Ron laughed.

"Yeah! Only thing was, once they realized they had no hold over me, they decided Hogwarts could do without me after all. I don't know whether they were planning to kill me or send me to Azkaban, either way, I knew it was time to disappear."

"But... aren't—aren't we heading straight back into Hogwarts?"

"'Course! You'll see. We're here."

Erick slowed down, his face grew worried.

"Neville," He spoke, giving back the letter to the boy. "Does everyone in there think I... you know..."

"That you're a Death Eater?" He raised a brow. "Nah, you're alright. Dean sent us a message as well, we've been hearing Potterwatch so we assumed that it had to be you. It's alright, mate."

Erick nodded, but he didn't look entirely sure. Mel reached out and squeezed his hand encouragingly. Neville pushed open the door in front of them and spoke loud and clear:

"Look who it is! Didn't I tell you?"

A string of shouts followed Neville's voice, Mel got a bit disoriented since she didn't recognize this room as part of the castle, especially since it seemed to have decorations of all the houses hanging around and she couldn't remember ever seeing a thing like it in her six years of studying there.

She got pulled into a group hug and saw many familiar faces, friends from her time spent at school, some of them were actually crying in delight.

"Okay, okay, calm down!" Neville called, and it was kinda shocking to see everyone listen to him so intently.

"Where are we?" Harry and Mel asked.

"Room of Requirement, of course! Surpassed itself, hasn't it? The Carrows were chasing me, and I knew I had just one chance for a hideout: I managed to get through the door and this is what I found! Well, it wasn't exactly like this when I arrived, it was a load smaller, there was only one hammock and just Gryffindor hangings, but it's expanded as more and more of the D.A. have arrived."

"And the Carrows can't get in?"

"No," said Seamus, Neville wasn't lying when he said he was looking way worse. "It's a proper hideout, as long as one of us stays in here, they can't get at us, the door won't open. It's all down to Neville. He really gets this room. You've got to ask it for exactly what you need—like, "I don't want any Carrow supporters to be able to get in—and it'll do it for you! You've just got to make sure you close the loopholes! Neville's the man!"

"It's quite straightforward, really," Neville shrugged. "I'd been in here about a day and a half, and getting really hungry, and wishing I could get something to eat, and that's when the passage to Hog's Head opened up. I went through it and met Aberforth. He's been providing us with food, because for some reason, that's the one thing the room doesn't really do."

"Yeah, well, food's one of the five exceptions to Gamp's Law of Elemental Transfiguration," said Ron casually.

Hermione held onto his arm and beamed up at him, everyone looked at the pair in surprise.

"So how long you've been in here?" Mel asked so the crowd would stop staring at her friends.

"We've been hiding out here for nearly two weeks," Seamus explained, "and it even sprouted a pretty good bathroom once girls started turning up—"

"—and thought they'd quite like to wash, yes," Lavender crossed her arms.

"Tell us what you've been up to, though," said Ernie. "There've been so many rumors, we've been trying to keep up with you on Potterwatch—You didn't break into Gringotts?"

"They did! And the dragon's true too!"

"Is it true that you've been helping muggle-borns flee the country, Flint?" A Slytherin questioned.

Erick's cheek turned slightly pink as he answered. "I—Yeah, some friends have been helping me."

The crowd erupted into cheers and applause once more, Ron bowed dramatically.

"What were you after?" Seamus inquired excitedly.

"Well, it's a long story..." Mel started.

Next to her Harry hissed and lowered his head, one hand shutting up at his forehead. Mel abruptly remembered why they'd gone to the castle in the first place. The boy stumbled sideways and Erick was quick to catch him before he fell.

"Are you all right, Harry?" Neville frowned. "Want to sit down? I expect you're tired, aren't—?"

"No," Harry looked at his friends urgently, he moved away from Erick. "We need to get going."

Ron and Hermione nodded, Mel drew out her wand.

"What are we going to do, then, Harry?" Seamus got closer. "What's the plan?"

"Plan?" Harry blinked. "Well, there's something we—Ron, Hermione, Mel and I—need to do, and then we'll get out of here."

"You forgot to mention me there, mate," Erick raised a brow.

No one moved, Neville crossed his arms. "What d'you mean, 'get out of here'?"

"We haven't come back to stay," Harry was rubbing his scar, he couldn't tell that what he was saying wasn't helping him at all. "There's something important we need to do—"

"What is it?"

"I—I can't tell you."

"Why can't you tell us? It's something to do with fighting You-Know-Who, right?"

"Well, yeah—"

"Then we'll help you."

"You don't understand," Harry grunted. "We—we can't tell you. We've got to do it—alone."

"Why?" asked Neville.

"Because... Dumbledore left the four of us a job," He looked up again, but he was blinking a lot, Mel started to feel a distant pounding on her forehead. "We weren't supposed to tell—I mean, he wanted us to do it, just the four of us."

"We're his army," Neville shook his head. "Dumbledore's Army. Mel's a Dumbledore and we were all in it together, we've been keeping it going while you four have been off on your own—"

"It hasn't exactly been a picnic, mate," Ron retorted.

"I never said it had, but I don't see why you can't trust us. Everyone in this room's been fighting and they've been driven in here because the Carrows were hunting them down. Everyone in here's proven they're loyal to Dumbledore—loyal to you."

"Harry," Mel started carefully. "We should let them help."

Her friends looked at her as if saying 'not now!' but none of them got to speak, because right at that moment the portrait opened, and someone jumped out of it.

"We got your message, Neville! Hello, you four, I thought you must be here!" Dean smiled openly at them. Seamus rushed over to engulf him in a bear hug.

"Hi, everyone!" Luna beamed. "Oh, it's great to be back!"

"Luna," Harry blinked, "what are you doing here? How did you—?"

"I sent for her," Neville said. "I promised her and Ginny that if you turned up I'd let them know. We all thought that if you came back, it would mean revolution. That we were going to overthrow Snape and the Carrows."

"Of course that's what it means," Luna piped up. "Isn't it, guys? We're going to fight them out of Hogwarts?"

At that Mel did panic, she shared one frightened expression with Harry and the boy tried to calm the crowd.

"Listen, I'm sorry, but that's not what we came back for. There's something we've got to do, and then—"

"You're going to leave us in this mess?" Michael Corner asked.

"No!" Ron said right away. "What we're doing will benefit everyone in the end, it's all about trying to get rid of You-Know-Who—"

"Then let us help!" Neville was starting to get angry. "We want to be a part of it!"

Mel wanted to be with her friends, be part of something that could remove some of the guilt she'd been carrying for months. She saw herself leading this group of kids, that could surely take down three adults, and she imagined how it'd be to have Hogwarts as their main quarters.

If they could do that, that would mean Voldemort would have no way to enter, therefore they would be in possession of one of the Horcruxes, and the basilisk was right underneath them as well!

On the other side, though, these kids had gone through enough, they were children that didn't have anything to do with what was happening. She refused to be like Albus, she didn't want to turn them into soldiers before they even had enough common sense to decide for themselves.

The portrait swung open again, out if came down Ginny, Fred, George, and Lee Jordan.

Her mind seemed to short-circuit as the twins grabbed a hold of her and Erick and pulled them in for a suffocating hug.

"Aberforth's getting a bit annoyed," Fred said to them. "He wants a kip, and his bar's turned into a railway station—Good to see you, Prince! How's your cousin?"

"He's—" Erick stopped and looked at him. "Wait, you know my Joseph?"

"I met him last July," Fred smirked. "Great dancer, but a better kisser."

Mel and Erick gawked and complained loudly at the same time. Cho Chang walked out of the portrait then.

"I got the message!" She said happily, walking over to Michael Corner and giving him a hug.

"So what's the plan, Harry?" said George, his arm still very much around Mel's shoulders.

"Alright," Mel pushed him away. "This is... guys..."

She looked at Harry with pleading eyes.

"Mel, tell me you're not considering it? We have no plan!" Harry looked at her stubbornly.

"Just going to make it up as we go along, are we? My favorite kind," Fred grinned.

"Perhaps... perhaps we can make it work, Harry," She appealed.

"What the hell are you saying?" Ron frowned. "Most of the people here are kids! They're not of age!"

"They don't have to fight!" Mel insisted. "We can keep them safe in here, and if we manage to take down Snape and take over the castle—"

"Then You-Know-Who comes around and we all die!" Erick stated.

"No!"

"Yes!" Her friends replied.

"You've got to stop this!" Harry turned to Neville. "What did you call them all back for? This is insane—"

"We're fighting aren't we?" Dean raised a brow. "The message said Harry was back, and we were going to fight! I'll have to get a wand, though—"

"You haven't got a wan—?" Seamus asked in bewilderment.

"I got a few," Erick responded as he casually pulled five wands out of his inner pocket.

"Ron, help me on this," Mel approached her friend. "Use that strategic brain of yours and if you tell me this would never work I'll shut my mouth and obey Harry, but if you think there's even the smallest chance we can do it..."

Ron looked down at her with a little frown, he closed his eyes tightly and tapped his foot impatiently, then he turned to look at Harry and blurted out:

"Why can't they help?"

"What?"

"They can help," He grabbed Hermione so she could listen to their conversation and started to speak in a whisper.  "We don't know where it is, we've got to find it fast. We don't have to tell them it's a Horcrux."

"Sounds good enough to me," Mel nodded. "If some of us run into the Carrows, though..."

"I need you to hold back your murderous needs for a second," Harry glared at her. He turned to Hermione waiting for her opinion.

"I... I think they're right. We don't even know what we're looking for, we need them! You don't have to do everything alone, Harry."

"Glasses," Mel put a hand on his shoulder. "Years ago it was just the two of us. Then two turned to four, then five... you remember what You-Know-Who's best at? He divides us, turns us against each other. We have a whole crowd of people that have proven time and time again that they want nothing to do with what the Death Eaters are offering. There's safety in numbers!"

Harry closed his eyes tightly, his hand went up to his forehead once more.

"Please, Harry," Mel insisted. "Have I ever been wrong?"

"All right," He muttered. "Okay!"

His voice silenced everyone else's, even Fred and George remained still, waiting for instructions.

"There's something we need to find. Something—something that'll help us overthrow You-Know-Who. It's here at Hogwarts, but we don't know where. It might have belonged to Ravenclaw. Has anyone heard of an object like that? Has anyone ever come across something with her eagle on it, for instance?"

"Well, that's her lost diadem. I told you about it, remember, Harry? The lost diadem of Ravenclaw? Daddy's trying to duplicate it."

"Yeah, but the lost diadem," Michael Corner started, "is lost, Luna. That's sort of the point."

"When was it lost?" Harry asked.

"Centuries ago, they say," Cho shrugged. "Professor Flitwick says the diadem vanished with Ravenclaw herself. People have looked, but nobody's ever found a trace of it, have they?"

"Sorry, but what is a diadem?" asked Ron.

"It's a kind of crown," Terry Boot explained. "Ravenclaw's was supposed to have magical properties, enhance the wisdom of the wearer."

"Yes, Daddy's Wrackspurt siphons—"

"And none of you have ever seen anything that looks like it?" Harry asked hopefully.

"Wait," Mel grabbed his arm and clung to it tightly. "Harry... I think you have!"

"What?" He frowned. "No, I haven't!"

"You have!" She insisted. "Last year, you were looking for a place where to hide the potions book, remember? And you came in here, and you told me exactly where you'd hidden it! You said you knew where you'd put it because—"

"There was a warlocks' head and I put a weird tiara on it," Harry grabbed her by the shoulders. "That's true!"

"But how can we know that was it?" Hermione frowned. "That place was full of rubbish, Harry! What if it was just a random tiara?"

"We should make sure first," Ron nodded. "You'd need to kick everyone out of this room to check—and I don't think that risking all of the younger students to get caught is a good idea if we're not certain that's it..."

"If you'd like to see what the diadem's supposed to look like, I could take you up to our common room and show you, Harry. Ravenclaw's wearing it in her statue," Cho offered politely.

Harry groaned again.

"He's on the move," He whispered to her and his friends. "Listen, I'm going to go and look at this statue, find out what the diadem looks like so I can confirm Mel's right. Wait for me here and keep, you know— the other one— safe..."

Cho got to her feet, Mel found herself blurting out:

"Luna should go as well! Safety in numbers, remember? And two Ravenclaws are better than one!"

"Oooh, yes, I'd like to!" Luna smiled brightly.

Erick and the twins looked away to hide their knowing smirks, Cho looked slightly disappointed.

"How do we get out?" Harry inquired.

"Over here..." Neville walked towards a bookshelf.

Mel grabbed Harry's wrist to get his attention.

"Be careful," She whispered. "Come back to me in one piece, alright?"

Harry seized her hand and kissed it briefly before following Neville.

"Always."

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[werewolfhooligan]

Which oc had the most reworks? Like design changes or even story changes

this is a tough question... like i wanna say mel cause I've been writing or drawing him since i was in middle school but i think that most of those design changes have just been me getting better at drawing and finally realizing the design he'd had in my head all along. like I've changed the length of his hair several times, and he's gotten broader but that's not really a change so much as it is me starting to consider muscle and fat when i'm drawing lol. even his backstory hasn't changed much at all. god this would've been The answer when i was in high school lol

frankly i can never remember little details of character designs anyway, so changes are normally either extremely small, no-reference sort of things or complete overhauls, but the second hasn't happened in a While. unless you count ophelia, eric's mother, who hadn't really had a solidified design before i made her more physically wolf-like to begin with.

design-wise i'd probably say that raleigh's changed the most even if the changes were really incremental and i didn't notice they were happening. like this is one of the Earliest drawings of him i have and i barely recognize this man

he's just been evolving into a guy with shaggier hair and more scarring

(he's better now)

characters who have always had more distinct designs don't change much at all. like i don't even want to be simplifying fiasco's stripes when i'm stylizing him or whatever. unless i really just Hate a design bc i think it's boring or whatever i barely change anything about anyone. even additions like jewelery or tattoos magically disappear bc i simply forget they're there

a lot of stories change in similarly tiny ways over time, too, but if i'm not writing all of those changes down (im not rip) it'll just fall right out the back of my head, or else fester for eternity as an embarrassing little dumb idea i had in grade school

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imafirefly​:

      There was no looking away. She wanted to see the realization as it hit Ellie. She wanted to see what it was like when all of the pieces finally came together. Joel’s act of savagery had taken so much from all of them. So much from Abby. It was a void that would never be filled. In such a cruel world full of darkness, her dad had been a bright light. When you’re lost in the darkness, look for the light. For years she had been lost, searching, pushing those around her away with her obsession. Revenge was the only thing that had kept her going but even that hadn’t managed to pull her out of the darkness completely.

      The question was a loaded one and there was more to it than Abby was willing to disclose at that moment. While killing him had helped, it hadn’t entirely brought her the closure she had been seeking. Even when she had delivered the final blow, she felt differently than she thought it would. There had still been a part of her that felt hollow. 4 years of pent up rage, pure hatred, and loss ended just like that. “It did. I don’t regret it.” Her tone was firm and unwavering even if it wasn’t the whole truth. With Joel’s death came a lack of purpose and it was only when she became close with Lev and Yara that she began to discover how to make life meaningful once more.

      It struck her as slightly odd to hear apologies. She was right. There was nothing that would make it better. No sorry’s. No actions. Nothing would bring her dad back or any of her friends. “I don’t know what it was like between you two and honestly I don’t care. But I lost my dad . We’re not the same.” Perhaps it wasn’t fair to nitpick since she had lost someone she considered her dad but it didn’t stop her from doing so. There was also the matter of her friends. She could apologize for what Joel had done, but what about her actions? 

      That was still one burning question that was eating away at her. If she were to entertain the thought of taking Ellie in to the Fireflies, she needed to know. “How many of my friends did you kill? Who did you kill?” Mel and Owen were obvious enough but she had to hear their names, needed to know if there were others. Abby could clearly recall the map she’d found in the aquarium. Leah and Nora were the only names scribbled on there but it was possible she had encountered more in Seattle. “Don’t fucking lie to me.”

It didn't matter to her if Joel was biologically related to her or not. Marlene had- taken care of her, her entire life. And while she was so appreciative of it, and while nothing could ever colour her opinion of Marlene... a majority of that had been just placing her into the school in the zone, and leaving her to it. Marlene had checked in repeatedly, but it wasn't until Joel came along, that Ellie had ever really connected to anyone in a parent-child way.

And it hadn't been easy. Joel had been a massive dick. But they had looked out for reach other; they had saved each other, and they had bonded in that year travelling across the country. Ellie loved Joel, and she found it unfair for him to be ripped away from her, before they had even started to grow.

But... it didn't matter now. Ellie was here, trying to fix Joel's actions. Nothing she could do could cut close, but maybe... if a vaccine was created, she could do what she had always wanted to do. Have her life mean something. And - and save people.

There was a time where Ellie believed in the Firefly cause. Now, she had to again. Not out of want, but out of necessity. Her immunity was the only thing left she had to offer the world. She didn't want it to just go to waste. It-- couldn't just go to waste.

"I'll answer. But I'm here for the Fireflies; for the cure. I don't want this conversation to end in anyone dying. So while you have every right to put a bullet through me, please don't. Not until -- not until either a cure is made, or it can't be."

"Tommy killed someone. Uh. Nick." It was likely that Abby thought Tommy was dead, and Ellie wasn't going to say anything to challenge that. The guy was, after all, the last person left that connected her to Joel. He had shared her anger. She wasn't going to put him in danger - however unlikely that danger was. t was also possible that Abby thought Tommy killed more than Ellie. But - she didn't want to lie. If there was ever a time to tell the truth, it was now.

She thought back; to the pictures they had found. Remembered their smug little faces. And - their names. "Scars killed Leah before I managed to get to her. But everyone else... Jordan, Nora, Owen and-- and Mel... yeah. Yeah, that was me; I killed them."

She felt her chest tighten, and she gingerly tightened her fist a little; a coping mechanism. Mel's death had shaken Ellie to her core, and she sincerely doubted that she could ever get over it. Especially... after JJ. The baby had been a constant reminder of what she had done. The others - she would never apologise for. Not really. But Mel?

"I didn't know Mel was pregnant. She was wearing this big fucking coat. ..It's why I told you about Dina. If I had known - if I had fucking known, I wouldn't have touched them. I wouldn't have-- I... I would've just left them alone."

And that was the truth. A baby, who had never even drawn breath, had nothing to do with that shit. Ellie adverted her gaze; and looked somewhere; for something; anything but Abby.

"Nothing I can say - or do - can fix what I did. Nothing. I did something unforgiveable. And if you want to kill me for that, I don't blame you, Abby."