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mirconreadzztuff22 · 3 months
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Class Of 09 Quotes As Arcane Characters:
(these are all silly jokes 😊)
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Younger Mel: “I told you yesterday, if I skip any more my Mom’s gonna start giving me disciplinary tattoos.”
Younger Elora: “How does that even work? What does she write on you?”
Younger Mel: “It’d be some weird shit like “I LOVE SCHOOL” on my fingers.”
Younger Elora: “Isn’t that like.. abusive?”
Younger Mel: “She’s the only mom I’ve ever had, how the fuck should I know?”
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Jinx: “Awh, if I didn’t have PTSD I’d be blushing right now”
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Caitlyn to Vi: “..Y’know what’s fun about us is our priorities are drastically different.”
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Deckard: “Ha bitch, sucks to be you.”
Vi: “Sucks to like lacrosse you fucking field hockey reject.”
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Jinx: “Finally in one place to build a steady reputation.”
Jinx: “and then life said FUCK THAT”
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(Because I don’t think this guy has an official name, others have called him Dustin, so I’ll call him Dustin too)
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Sevika trying to tell Dustin to do anything: “Oh yeah he’s fucked up, I forgot.”
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ember-owlet · 6 months
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moodboards for two of the prettiest ladies in piltover!! these moodboards will be accompanied with a fic that i'll be posting later on today ˚ʚ♡ɞ˚
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art-of-arcane · 1 year
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ARCANE | Elora Character Model | Elodie Dos Santos
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gaeldricge · 1 year
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Grayson takes Mel into the Undercity, where they run into a certain Sevika...
“My, my, if that isn’t Sheriff Grayson. Back again so soon and without that dashy uniform,” Sevika slurred, making her cronies snicker. “Did you miss us?” 
Grayson scowled at her but refused to show how unsettled she was that they had run into their group. “Look, I’m here on private business. There’s nothing for you to worry about.”
“Nothing for me to worry about?” Sevika paused, allowing her gang to laugh again. “You really think yourself that important, don’t you?” 
Grayson knew Sevika wanted to provoke her. Ever since she had found out that Grayson and Vander were meeting secretly, she had tried to gauge the enforcer into a conflict. To her disappointment, Grayson just remained her stoic self, not allowing anything to ruffle her feathers. “Now why don’t you show me your private business and then I decide whether to worry or not.”
Behind her, Grayson heard a distinct moan of distress coming from Elora, followed by a panicked, “Oh no, no, no.” 
Mel, however, remained calm and well composed. Something Grayson was grateful for at that moment, as she tried counting how many people were surrounding them. Too many for her to fight them off by herself. She hoped the two other women were fast runners.
“What’s wrong, Sheriff, are you too shy?” Sevika taunted, earning more laughs from the onlookers.
Then Mel stepped forward, slowly pulling back her hood and mask, revealing her face. Grayson was sure, barely anyone in the crowd knew who she was, but even without all her glamorous jewelry, Mel Medarda was breathtaking and she knew how to use that.  
Sevika collected herself. “Now that’s some pretty private business, wouldn’t mind some of that myself.” 
Something in Grayson snapped at that. “You better watch what the fuck is coming out of that insolent mouth of yours, Sevika, or your ass will be in Stillwater, quicker than-”
“Sheriff, please,” Mel’s hand was on her arm, the elegant fingers wrapping firmly around the muscle, drawing all of Grayson’s attention to the woman they belonged to and who looked at her imploringly. 
Grayson growled again. This was exactly why she didn't want to do this in the first place. Undercity was bloody dangerous and Mel just had no clue. 
“I am Mel Medarda, I am a representative of your council.” Grayson began praying as soon as Mel finished that sentence. Another hush fell over the crowd, this time, however, it wasn’t caused by underlying admiration. Instead there seemed to be a sudden friction in the air, which broke loose when Sevika once again spoke up.
“Our council?” She slowly, threateningly advanced towards Mel, who now seemed to realize that she might have made the wrong choice in her words. Grayson quickly got herself between the two women, there was no way in which she would allow Sevika to even come close to touching Mel.
Sevika laughed derisively. “What?! Am I not allowed to take a good look at my councillor?!” She spat the last word.
“No, you’re not,” Grayson replied, clear anger now creeping into her low growling voice. For a brief second Sevika flinched. It was barely visible and only Grayson noticed it, but enough reassurance to know the other woman was intimidated by her.
Grayson leaned closer. “You had your show, I think it’s time you leave now. Don’t you?” 
She knew it was risky. One signal by Sevika would be enough to send the mob flying at them, but Grayson hoped she wouldn’t be that stupid. Threatening the Sheriff of Piltover was one thing, but attacking her and a council member… that would provoke topside into a war.
Sevika’s eyes darted between Grayson’s before she finally took a step back again. A sneer on her face she spat onto the ground, missing the sheriff’s boot only by inches. “I wouldn’t get anywhere near a pussy you’ve been slopping over anyway.” And with that she turned around, whistling at her gang to follow her.
Grayson took a deep breath when the crowd around them dispersed from boredom. 
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maluron · 4 months
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(if i answer by reblogging @snowflakechallenge's post only my handfull of followers will see it--i love you guys but--if i make a new post i can have it appear in tags and hopefull reach more people *tents fingers, inhales, exhales* ok let's do this)
@snowflakechallenge, day #3 Create a wish list of fandom things (podfic, graphics, playlists, canon recs translations, research help, vids, sky's the limit!) that you'd like to receive.
i mean, i'm not asking to receive (like nobody knows me in this fandom and nobody owes me anything anyway) but i'm putting together a list of ideas i'd like to see but i'm not able to write myself, free to a good home; if one of them catches your fancy feel free to run with it?
- canon-divergent/fix-it Claggor & Mylo live - trans Viktor, focusing on a packer--we've all seen The Bulge, let's indulge in it - Elora & Viktor interacting as beleaguered assistants to Mel and Heimerdinger - Elora & Sky bonding as beleaguered assistants to Mel and Viktor - Dear Friend Across The River male cover (bonus points for Viktor's accent) - JayVik smut/kink fic using the "colour system"--and having to use the "blue" stop - more variation in hurt-comfort/sickfics - The Machine Herald dealing with Naph coming down with a cough - more takes on The Distinguished Innovators Competition / timeskip Jayce & Viktor Doing Science!! please I can't get enough Science T^T
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Boyfriend by Dove Cameron but it’s Viktor singing to Jayce and Elora singing to Mel
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sstwins · 1 year
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Femslash Feb Day 20 - Matching - Mel/Elora
i was so scared to write this but it was actually... not that hard
it is short but i felt like that was all i needed
i wasn't even tired or sad tonight at all. just pondering
i love thinking about new relationship dynamics
Brief Summary: Elora didn't feel deserving of Mel's affection.
Word Count: 267
I’m still accepting ships for femslash feb!!! Send me your fave fem pairs and I’ll write you a fic sometime this month!!
Sometimes, Elora didn’t know what Mel saw in her. She supposed that one of her only good traits was that she was hard-working. She was also good with confidentiality. And Mel told her everything. 
That woman was always up to something or another. Compared to her and her plans, Elora’s life had always been incredibly boring. The most interesting thing she’d ever done was keep track of Mel’s agenda. The places she was going, and all of the interesting people she was seeing. Elora would stand quietly in the background and observe.
One day, while they were engaging intimately with one another, Elora had to ask. “I was wondering,” she spoke when she came up for air, “what you see in me, Mel?” The other woman looked a bit confused, and Elora elaborated. “I’m not pretty or wealthy or interesting. So I was curious.”
Mel ran her slender hands down Elora’s back, making her shiver. “You don’t see your good traits, but I do. You’re terribly smart.” She grasped onto Elora’s hair, making her gasp. “And no one ever said you weren’t pretty. Especially when you let loose like this. We’re a good match.”
Elora swallowed, nodding her head. Mel went in for another kiss and she opened her mouth willingly. She still didn’t quite understand how Mel of all people could find her to be her equal. But she wanted to stay close to the other woman for as long as she would let her. Maybe some of Mel’s charisma and personality would seep into her through the lengthy kisses. Then she might finally feel worthy.
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thewistlingbadger · 2 years
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Elora and Mel has something going on is what I'm saying
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melmedarda · 5 months
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⸻ 7/? of mel mondays ft. her friendship with elora.
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phantomstatistician · 5 months
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Fandom: Arcane
Character: Mel Medarda
Sample Size: 529 stories
Source: AO3
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lullabyes22-blog · 4 months
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In the married Melco AU what does Alora think of Silco?
She is t e r r i f i e d.
She treats him with the same wary courtesy as she does Ambessa. But Ambessa is her liege, and Mel's mother - and therefore warrants respect. Silco is a Fissure-bred interloper with a reputation for terrorism. It's like if your bestie was suddenly married to the Joker and he was over all the time at her house filling the air with his rancid vibes.
She stays at arm's length and on guard when he is with Mel - in case her boss ever needs a rescue (Elora is trained in the Noxian equivalent of Krav Maga). She also tries her damnedest to NEVER be alone with him - because his eyes follow her like a shark sizing up a tasty little fish.
Mel, on her part, encourages Elora to keep her distance - because Elora is one of the few close friendships she has, and she would not put it past Silco to seduce her and fuck her in a fit of cruel temper over something Mel has done, just to stain that connection. She likewise keeps Elora away from Ambessa, lest she solicit her services for spying on said husband - "Get closer to him hint hint" - just to introduce friction in Mel's and Silco's marriage.
So, er. Yeah.
Elora is often stuck between a wolf and a shark to keep her little foxy friend's tail out of trouble.
Did I mention that working for aristocrats and politicians is, in fact, awful?
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Mel, looking over at Jayce: Ugh, he's so stupid, I can't believe I'm going to have sex with him.
Elora: You know, you don't have to.
Mel: No, I'm gonna.
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ember-owlet · 6 months
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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 
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tw: descriptions of anxiety from reader and moments of overstimulation/overwhelm
reader is referred to as: darling, little one, sweetheart, and my love mel is referred to as mommy
dynamic: gn!regressor! reader x cg! mel medarda x babysitter! elora
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"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."
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moonsdancer · 2 years
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Medardas usually only take from the world.
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gaeldricge · 1 year
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POV: When you visit your daughter...
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...and that shy girl still has that crush...
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...and she looks at you, prettier than usual.
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Okay, are @frooopsen​ and I the only ones who see this for what it is?
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maluron · 1 year
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D'you think that during his time as Heimerdinger's assistant Viktor got to bond with Elorna over being overlooked secretaries or something? (I've looked; there are no fic where they interact on AO3. Should I write my own? nah I lack the imagination.)
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