#arcane mel x reader

[randoimago]

Can I request Vi, Ekko, Mel & Jayce with an urban climber S/O? Basically, their S/O loves to climb buildings & skyscrapers using nothing more than some climbing shoes & a bag of chalk, without any safety equipment.

Urban Climber S/O

Fandom: Arcane

Characters: Jayce, Vi, Ekko, Mel

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: This is an interesting request, I like it!

Ekko

He tries to act like he’s cool with it but he can’t help but panic at the fact that you don’t even have safety gear. 

Sure he remembers when Vi and her group would go to Piltover and just parkour like crazy, but you’re his S/O so it’s different.

Would ask you to at least have a hover board with you. Just in case you need some extra help.

Probably does send someone out (if he can’t go with you) to make sure you are staying safe. Not that he’d admit it to you because he does think you should have your freedom, he’s just concerned.

Mel

The amount of reports she ends up with about you climbing on random buildings in Piltover definitely keeps her busy.

As a member of the council, she really would prefer you to not do such activities unless you have people with you to make sure you’re safe. 

She also doesn’t want you to end up dying due to you being too confident in your abilities.

Mel won’t stop you though, she firmly believes in letting you learn from your mistakes. She just hopes that you are in a condition where you can learn considering the danger in your occupation.

Jayce

Honestly it’s best if you don’t tell him what you’re doing because he doesn’t know if his heart can take the idea that you might slip and fall at any given moment.

Yes he knows you have a lot of experience in doing this and he knows you’re probably very careful, but just thought that there is nothing keeping you steady or attached to anything scares the crap out of him.

Another one to make sure someone goes with you to make sure you stay safe. 

He would 100% go instead, but his council duties make that very difficult and cause him to have increasingly grey hairs because he’s stuck worrying about you instead of getting work done.

Vi

She thinks it’s cool what you do. Also smart that you use climbing boots and chalk, she didn’t even use those when she used to parkour in Piltover.

Does tell you to stay safe and gives you a kiss before you leave to go climbing. There is a bit of her that worries, but this is something she’s done countless times before and she’s fine so she trusts you’ll also be okay.

If she’s not busy, she’d love to go with you. 

Probably has to apologize to Caitlyn later with the reports of her and you tearing through on buildings, but at least she’s not stealing this time.

[piggycyberwarrior]

Arcane characters with a foreign s/o that swears/talks in their mother language when they are upset.

Summary: Arcane characters with a foreign s/o that swears or talks in their mother language when they are upset.

a/n: Daily reminder that I love you, darling!!

Warnings: mentions of swearing

includes: Vi, Ekko, Victor, Mel

Vi:

Vi finds it very amusing when you are angry or upset and then just start cursing in your native language

Especially if you do it in front of others. She is laughing her head off while others are just confused.

is still a little intimidated when you curse because of something she screwed up.

Ekko:

I think Ekko would tease you with it.

In any case, he finds it extremely hot when you insult others in another language because it sounds totally badass. 

Whenever you curse because of something that has upset you, he smirks slyly.

I think he would ask you if you could teach him a few words in your native language.

Victor: 

I think he would be fascinated if you mumbled in your native language when a prototype of your invention didn't work out.

He would also ask you if you can teach him some words or customs of your country.

He would also try to learn your language and ask you if you can speak it more often

Mel:

I think Mel would be on high alert, because she knows something has happened if you were mumbling in that unknown language.

She would try to find the problem and solve it.

Still, she finds it very fascinating and could listen to you for hours.

She asks you what words like "love" or "I love you" mean in your native language. 

She is surprisingly good at pronunciation

[nyctophiliq]

COLLEGE HAREM AU overview

you got accepted into The Connected Cities College and University of Academics. you have won the hearts of many classmates and teachers on your very first day, and they are now yearning for your undivided attention. will you keep them happy or disappoint them all?

note. please be aware that every character is over the age of eighteen in this au and there will be sexual themes across the whole au- minors do not interact.

college harem I ─ ekko, vi, sevika, finn

college harem II ─ jinx, caitlyn, renata glasc, mel

college harem III ─ viktor, cassandra, grayson,

college harem IV ─ jayce, ambessa

𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒 ;;

AMBESSA history and geography professor

RENATA GLASC chemistry and economics professor

CASSANDRA head of the election committee and law professor

GRAYSON physical education professor and supervisor of the campus patrol

𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐒 ;;

FINN vice-president of the beautification council

JINX vice president of the engineering club

VIKTOR president of the engineering club

EKKO persident of the IT club

JAYCE vice president of the student council

CAITLYN president of the campus patrol

MEL president of the student council

SEVIKA president of the beautification council

VI president of the wrestling club

[insane-arcane]

Just read your Yandere Jinx story and it was so good. Are you gonna do other yandere characters as well? If you are may I request Mel. I don't see a lot of fics for her but I love her. Jinx and Caitlin would be cool as well. Those 3 are my biggest crushes in Arcane lol. Anyway love your blog man, keep doing what you're doing.

Yandere Mel Headcannons

Growing up in war leaves a person scarred in ways you could never imagine unless you'd lived through the same war. You are a random Nobel, a dime a dozen in Piltover. Just another prestigious name in a city flooded with them. Someone with a bright future because your parents can buy it and not because you've earned it. And yet there's something about you. Something that really intrigues and pulls Mel in. And as someone who's learned to follow the signs she follows them to you. And you do not disappoint.

Mel knows when she wants something. And when she wants something she obsesses over it. Obsesses over you. With her connections and inquiring nature no one even blinks an eye as she casually asks questions, thinking it's another social call or something similar. She's good at hiding her true intentions and better at masking when she's up to something. After all one must be sneaky to win a prize.

She has a bold attitude and a sly tongue. She'll shyly brush her fingers over your shoulders in a gentle touch to get your attention when others are around before pinning you to a wall and taking what she thinks she's owed when your alone. Every kiss she's given and any kiss she takes feels like heaven against her lips. And she wants more. She wants all of you.

Mel channels her emotions through painting and politics. All of her paintings start to become focused on you. Your hair, your lips, your nose, your eyes, your face and body, the things that interest you, the things you've shared with her in private moments. All of it becomes immortalized in her work as you become her soul muse, the center of her infatuation. You have no idea she's like this either as she keeps these master pieces locked up so only she can enjoy their beauty.

If there's one thing she's learned from her mother after being cast out, it's how to be the fox and the wolf. She's a wolf behind closed doors keeping any and all other suitors away from you. Making threats and using her connections in unsavory ways to keep you safe. And Infront of others she becomes a fox. Intelligent, coy, and playful. Her influence, her power, her abilities, she's using them all for you. You should be greatful she could have picked anyone but she chose you. While she doesn't believe in the old gods or fate perhaps she'll make an exception for you.

She gives you gifts both as a way of showing she can support you and showing others that you are hers. Filling your closet and home with gifts from her as well as having beautiful guest rooms prepared for you in her several homes. She surrounds you in lavish items that very few can afford, only the absolute best for you. Jewelry, fine silks and outfits, books, soaps, perfumes, wine, tickets to shows and events, gala meetings, furniture, connections, antiques, magical items, things from her travels, anything and everything you could ever want or need she's one step ahead of you when it comes to getting it.

While she's not always possessive trusting that she's secured her place in your life and that she holds your heart she has her moments. When other people can't take the hint. During galas and events when someone begins talking to you in a way she doesn't like she snakes her arms around you and is so sweet, so gentle, as her eyes glare daggers at the person daring to try and take you.

She loves to see her claim on you. The way the jewelry she bought you hangs from your neck and wrists jangling lightly. She'll spin the bangles and pull on your necklace teasingly. Mel also loves to nuzzle into your neck and smell the perfumes and soaps she got you on your skin. And she loves to taste the rich food and wine she bought you on your lips. Nothing tastes sweeter than you and knowing your all hers.

She becomes less secretive of your relationship as she buys you more things. It becomes very clear very quickly to everyone around you that you and her are an item even if you haven't formally discussed it. The touches get more intimate and more public, your shared passion and love burning bright for all to see. While the relationship happened quickly Mel is good at soothing your worries and quelling your fears. You don't remember when you went from distant acquaintances, to friends, to something much more but she simply kisses these thoughts away, using her touch to soothe you. She tells you every day how much you mean to her and how she wants to be with you forever. How you're the only one for her and she's the only one for you.

This is when her manipulative side comes out and when you start to see the wolf hiding behind the fox. If you try and distance yourself from her you realize it's much too late for that. She'll tell stories and spread rumors if she must. Either about you or others who you'd reach out to for help. She makes these lies dig themselves deep into your mind and others. She knows who to keep you away from, who's safe and who isn't. Just stay by her side and she'll protect you. Stay by her side and you'll need nothing ever again. It's terrifying truly facing the intensity of your relationship and how she feels but there's something safe and comfortable about it as well. Mel has trained you well and when you wake up with a ring on your finger you realize you'll be together forever. No one can stop her not even you.

[nickeverdeen]

(gender of the matchup doesn’t matter)

fandom: arcane, arrow, mcu

gender: diversnixic (they/she/he/static/dino)

orientation: biromantic (male lean but doesn’t matter much), asexual

zodiac :: sagittarius

MBTI :: INFP-T

looks :: shoulder-length dirty blonde hair, gray blue eyes, cozycore or black clothes, painted black nails

personality :: depends on my mood tbh, i can be bubbly and outgoing af, i can be calmer, quiet and slightly depressed sleepy, and i can be the most chaotic murderous person you’ll ever meet, but i’m usually the second option (calm, quiet, sleepy), i’m also kinda sensitive at times

likes :: fidgets, drawing, animals, true crime, snacks, comfy clothes, jewelry/shiny things, sleeping, bread, stuffed animals, reading, rainy days, blankets, glitter

dislikes :: homophobes, jerks, bullies, unfair exclusionists, being super cold/hot, being abandoned, spotify ads, my apple pencil dying at the most inconvenient times

hobbies/interests :: true crime, reading, writing, playing video games, scrolling through social media, collecting knives, collecting stuffed animals, watching tv, drawing/art

mental health :: i have depression, social anxiety/reg. anxiety, adhd, autism, alexithymia, and more.

physical health :: i have hypermobility and fibromyalgia/chronic pain.

Your Arcane match is…

Mel

Always fixing your clothes even when not needed

It’s just her bad habit

Thinks you have an interesting personality

Can be scary yet she loves it

Seeing how sleepy you are she’s concerned about your sleeping schedule

Mel can and will get you some fidgets and true crime tapes or books

She isn’t really into horror and crimes, but she doesn’t mind it

If anyone would make fun of you for having stuffed animals they’d greatly

Cuddles under blanket on rainy days while watching your or her favourite movie

No-one definetly dares to say crap about you

Buys you Spotify premium

She’s rich

She can afford it

Mel doesn’t look like it, but she knows about a lot of mental and physical health

Doesn’t give two quacks about your ADHD or autism, it really doesn’t bother her

Your Arrow match is…

Roy Harper

Flirts with you 24/7

Plays with your hair while cuddling together

Lets you take some of his clothes

(mainly hoodies)

Roy also has this two sided personality

No problem for him

Doesn’t really get why you like stuffed animals so much

But he doesn’t make a big deal out of it

Finds it badass that you like collecting knifes

He also likes true crime

It can be tapes, books, movies, serie, etc.

Bad day? Let’s watch a true crime document

Or let’s cuddle peacefully

Can and will throw hands if someone is disrespectful towards you

Roy doesn’t want to let these things slide

You guys gotta suffer Spotify adds together

He can’t afford premium

He knows exactly how to help you if anything gets wrong mentally or physically

Your MCU match is…

Bucky Barnes

Just like Roy he’d flirt with you most of the day or all day

Compliments your eyes a lot

He is always here to give you a shoulder to cry on

Or just to comfort you

Bucky would never think that you’re into true crimes things

Doesn’t mind it though

Like Roy again, gets you books or movies about it

You’re the only person who he lets call him “Buck” or by any pet name

Likes to call you “doll” or “baby”

Just like in Mel’s case, no-one dares to be disrespectul towards you

They know that they’d have a problem with Bucky

He has things for knifes

So when he found out you collect them he was smiling af

Bucky would never in his life abandon you

Man suffers from a lot of mental “issues” himself

Sam would probably get you both a therapist

Constant teasing about your relationship with Bucky from Sam

Bucky can and will kill and die for you

Protective boyfriend vibes

[arcaneimaginez]

Their Pet Names for You

(A/N) Sorry if the Czech pet names are wrong, I was using google translate

VIKTOR

Sluneční světlo - Sunshine

Láska - Love

Miláček - Sweetheart

(Moje) Holubice - (My) Dove

JAYCE

Baby(girl/boy/doll)

Babe

Gorgeous/Beautiful/Handsome

Angel

Prince(ss)

VI

I would say “Cupcake,” but that seems like a Cait only thing.

Sugar

Boo (jokingly)

Pumpkin

Sweetpea

Cookie

CAITLYN

Darling

Dear

Sweetheart

JINX

Sweets

Snookums

Toots

Bubba

Bubbles

Gem

SILCO

Love

Treasure

Precious

Pet

MEL

Dear

Darling

Lover(boy/girl)

Love

[pathetic-sapphic]

Arcane women + milfs (gimme ALL the ladies 😏) when their S/O runs away after a particularly bad argument...ugh I'm a whore for angst

Nuh-uh, JINX isn't letting you go anywhere, she won't let you run. Even if you're so insistent of leaving, she'll secretly follow you. She tells herself it's just to make sure you're safe. But it's also because she wants to make sure you aren't leaving her for good. Everyone abandons her but she won't let you, you can't- She thinks to herself as she chases you. As soon as Jinx catches up to you, she pulls you into a hug, clinging to you as if her life depends on it and sobbing into your shoulder.

''I'm sorry, I'm sorry for what I said but you can't leave! Don't leave me, please... I'll do anything, just stay! P-please, trinket, I'll be good, I'll listen! You're all I have... If I lose you, I lose everything. So just... stay.''

VI also isn't letting you storm off. She knows she should give you some space but she just can't deal with you leaving in tears. She chases after you, pulling you into a quiet hug. You don't have to say anything, no need to apologize, just don't cry... Vi wants you to feel safe with her and trust her. And that means staying when things are bad and not hiding from her. Just let her hold you for a bit, let her dry your tears, you can talk it all out later.

''Hey, no! I'm not letting you leave! Come on, come here, baby. I know, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have yelled at you. No, no, don't cry, it's okay. I've got you, it's okay, just let me hold you for a bit. You know I hate seeing you sad, babe. I'm here.''

As much as she dislikes it, CAITLYN gives you some space. But she won't let you cry alone for long. If you don't come to her then she's coming to you first. Caitlyn doesn't mind taking the first step if it means she can see you smile again. She finds you in the garden, sniffling and silently crying on a bench. She takes a seat beside you, laying her hand on top of yours before intertwining your fingers together and lifting your connected hands so she can press a kiss against your knuckles. It's her way of letting you know that everything is going to be okay.

''There you are, I was looking all over for you. Hey... I know I said some things, things I shouldn't have said to you. I'm sorry, my dear. Could you ever forgive me for acting like a complete fool? Oh, thank goodness, I don't know what I'd do if I lost you. We're going to be okay, my love, I promise you.''

MEL can be surprisingly stubborn and wants you to come to her first. Will spend some time pouting and thinking back on your fight but refuses to apologize first. But when the thought of your dejected face and the image of tears running down her cheeks plagues her thoughts, making her unable to do any work, she decides to swallow her pride and make the first move. She invites you over to dinner at her place, where she spoils and pampers you with good food and sincere compliments. She feels bad about your fight and tries to show you just how much she regrets it. However, she knows that words mean just as much as actions, maybe even more in a situation like this and does her best to apologize to you.

''My love... I hope that this evening was enough to convince you of how sorry I am. it hurt to see you like that and knowing that it was my fault... I just couldn't bear it. I love you and I want you by my side, always. That means through good and bad. Thank you for giving me another chance, I love you.''

SEVIKA lets you leave, for both her sake and yours. She knows she has a nasty temper and uses your absence as an opportunity to calm down. The last thing she wants is to hurt you or say something she doesn't mean. When you don't come back after some time, she sets off to find you and once she does, be ready to discover a whole new side of Sevika. She feels so bad for arguing with you and you swear she has never been so gentle or looked so out of place as she stutters out an apology to you. It's so endearing, you know how new this is for her and you can see how hard she's trying. She's so relieved when the two of you reconcile and pulls you into a loving bear hug, pressing a kiss against your hair.

''Hey. Look, you're mad at me, I get that. You have every right to be. What I did was shitty and I shouldn't have acted like that, I'm not angry with you for leaving and I guess I'm trying to say that... I'm sorry, y-you were right. I was totally unfair to you but... can you please come home? I-I can't sleep alone in our bed, it just doesn't feel right without you. You will? Thank fuck, I love you so much, babygirl. I'll make it up to you, I swear.''

Oh, GRAYSON absolutely hates fighting with you and does whatever she can to avoid it. But, arguments in a relationship are inevitable and she feels her heart break as you storm out of your shared apartment. She lets out a sigh and hangs her head low. It wasn't your fault that you fought, she was just on edge and stressed out from work but that didn't mean she could take it out on you. She gives you time, preparing dinner to surprise you when you come back. As soon as she hears the front door opening sometime later in the evening, Grayson wastes no time before rushing to pick you up into her arms, apologizing as she presses kisses against your face, ushering you into the warm apartment and out of the cold winter street.

''My love, you're back! I-I'm so sorry, it wasn't your fault! I've been so stressed out with work and-and the situation with the Undercity has been getting worse and Marcus has been driving me crazy but none of that is your on you. You're always doing whatever you can to help me and I'm sorry for acting that way towards you. Come now, let me pamper you tonight, I want to spoil you properly, my dear.''

As poised as CASSANDRA tends to be, she is also not the most patient partner when it comes to quarrels. She always needs to have the final word and can appear uncaring, which frustrates you to no end. At first she scoffs when you leave, figuring you were just being dramatic. But eventually, she starts replaying your argument in her mind and sees just how unfair and rude she acted towards you. Finds you sulking in the lounge room and wastes no time before she sits next to you and pulls you into her embrace. Apologizing doesn't come easy to her and Janna knows it's too late for her to change but... for you, she's willing to try.

''I'm sorry, darling. I was so wrapped up in my own mind that I didn't even try to pay attention to your perspective or feelings. It was never my intention to hurt you or make you feel ignored. I know I can be hard to deal with at times, but I swear I'll do my best to change. For you, I'm willing to do anything. Good, I love you, let me hold you for a bit, yes?''

Oh boy, AMBESSA is so damn stubborn and a tough nut to crack. She will defend her point until the end and eventually forget who she's even arguing with. She'll talk to you as if you're a political opponent, not her partner. Is seething when you leave, thinking of you as weak. But she cannot deny the way her heart sinks when you don't show up for dinner. She lays in bed alone that night, thinking of how stupid she's acted towards you. Eventually she cannot take it anymore and goes out into the balcony to have a drink, hoping it will help clear her mind. That's when she spots you, crying your heart out in the garden. The sight of your tears is the only motivation she needs to run down and, before you can even register it, she's towering over you. Seeing your puffy, crying face spurs her on to pick you up, holding you in her tight embrace as she whispers apologies into your ear.

''I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, my love. I should have never said those things. I love you so much and I'm sorry for being so bad at showing it. Let me carry you to a warm bath and then to bed, you're freezing. I love you too, sweet thing. I'm so sorry for making you think otherwise.''

[ellabsprincess]

What arcane characters that you have on your list do you think are doms/subs/switches.

thank you anon i love this!! feel like this is a good way for me to get started writing for the arcane fandom <33

𝐀𝐑𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: 18+, mdni, sexual themes, not beta read

𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐬: @dropsofs4turn @hehatesmati @zethd

𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐣𝐨𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐚𝐠𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭? 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞

𝐕𝐈

i feel like vi definitely comes across as a dom at first, but i think she's actually more subby. like she portrays herself as a dom just to be less vulnerable, but once you get to know her, i feel like she's definitely more of a switch.

𝐂𝐀𝐈𝐓𝐋𝐘𝐍

SHE'S A DOM GOOD LORD. definitely "tops from the bottom", like i feel like with her and vi together, vi is giving a lot, but caitlyn is always in charge, and like calling the shots and tell vi what to do.

𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀

THE MOMMIEST OF DOMS OMFG. sevika just radiates dom energy, like jesus fucking christ. definitely more of a hard dom, like i see her being pretty aggressive and more into like bdsm and rough sex. but yeah, sevika loves subs and just taking care of you. she may be harsh but i feel like she's be amazing at aftercare.

𝐌𝐄𝐋

out of all of them, i think mel is the most subby. she definitely will give and receive, but i don't think she likes to be in control that often. if she is in charge, she seems like she would be very very gentle if anything. yeah i see her as more of a pillow princess (nothing wrong with that, we LOVE pillow princesses here)

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍

definitely dom. has the same energy as sevika honestly. i'm such a simp for grayson's voice so this is probably just me projecting but i feel like she's a very vocal dom. while sevika is more of a physical dom, like restraints, physical punishments, etc, i feel like grayson is in control just through her words. doesn't even have to touch you to get you under her control.

𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀

so fucking dom. like, JUST LOOK AT HER. she uses her height and build to her advantage for sure. honestly i feel like she's more of a dom bottom though, with the way she loves to be pampered and waited on, i feel like she would love to have you sit at her feet and explore her with your mouth while she leans back and enjoys some expensive food.

a/n: i did not proofread this, so if you see an error, no you do not

also, thank you to all of the wonderful lovelies who sent in requests! will be getting to those sometime soon :)

[arcanefans4gaza]

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[randoimago]

May I request Caitlynn, Jinx, Vi and Mel with a Sickly sibling reader who is almost constantly confined to a bed due to being born with a weak constitution.

Please and thank you.

Hope you have a good day.

With a Sickly Sibling

Fandom: Arcane

Characters: Caitlyn, Jinx, Vi, Mel

Type of Request: Headcanons

Notes: I combined Vi and Jinx in one since reader would be both of their siblings in this and I like the idea of them having to "get along" for reader's sake.

Caitlyn

For once, she's glad to have been born in such a rich household.

A lot of that money goes towards your medical bills as well as getting you the best treatment so you can try to live as comfortably as possible.

Will pull rank without question should anyone try making comments about your sickness. Just reminding them who she is and why she's going to help you no matter what.

Is sure to clue you in on investigations she has. Let's you be a fresh set of eyes for her as well as giving you something to do and think about besides your situation.

Jinx / Vi

It's definitely tense when they both go to check on you. But they put aside everything to make sure you're comfortable and alright.

Jinx gets you little trinkets she's made and Vi tries to check that they won't explode on accident (which makes Jinx annoyed but whatever).

Jinx does her best to tell you all kinds of stories, making sure to make all the sound effects. Just telling you what she's been up to, as well as how awesome she is. Wants you to know that she's strong and tough because she is going to do her damndest to help you.

Vi also tells you stories of bad guys she's helped put away. Also tells you if she's made progress with finding medicine or anything to help ease your pain.

Mel

Also using her status to remind people of who she is and why they should do what she says so you're happy.

Anything you want her to paint, let her know. Hell if you wanted to learn to paint then she'll teach you.

Might be difficult at times if you're not having a good day, but she's so patient with you.

Also one to tell you stories of what's happening, but doesn't give you too many details. She already knows you can easily be used against her by her enemies so she doesn't want you to have information that could also get you hurt. Politics are hell.

[bittersweet--chaos]

I made more Arcane babes :)

Also I’ve just been using a picrew for these so here you go

[nyctophiliq]

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𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐒

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— only request one character at a time

— please only request the characters that are listed in this event and not on moss' main rule page

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

— ( arcane ) cassandra, grayson, caitlyn, ambessa, mel, grayson, sevika

— ( valorant ) viper, sage, reyna, killjoy, jett, fade, neon

— ( leauge of legends ) renata glasc, vayne, samira,

𝐏𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐓𝐒

— sfw —

peach 🍑 ;; " are you going to keep pacing or are you coming in? "

sage 🌿 ;; " i'm better when i'm with you "

fish cake 🍥 ;; " what came over you? " — " teenager feelings i guess "

milk 🥛 ;; " promise that you'll hold me forever "

cake 🍰 ;; " nobody held me like this, you're the first "

crayon 🖍️ ;; " did you just kiss me? "

tri-color dango 🍡 ;; " you are very endearing when you are half-asleep "

love letter 💌 ;; " i can't imagine this world without you "

ice cube 🧊 ;; " mmm... you're warm "

candy 🍬 ;; " let me kiss it better "

juice box 🧃 ;; " any time without you is far too long "

cupcake 🧁 ;; " you got something... the corner of your lips "

onigiri 🍙 ;; " i'm not going to get sick, you baby, let me help you "

socks 🧦 ;; " keep the shirt, looks cute on you "

— nsfw —

chains ⛓ ;; " don't be shy "

spider 🕷 ;; " you know, you look real pretty when you cry "

coconut 🥥 ;; " no, no, look at me darling "

dvd / cd 💿 ;; " say please "

bandaid 🩹 ;; " open wide and say ah "

safety pin 🧷 ;; " kitten, don't make me tell you twice "

dice 🎲 ;; " i can't focus with your hands that high on my thighs "

cigarette 🚬;; " somebody might hear us if you don't quiet down "

[thehistoriangirl]

There Are Some Paths Where You Can’t Follow Me

Almost done with the Valentine’s Special (!!!!) Thanks for your patience :3

Mel x fem!Reader--------2.6K------SFW

Synopsis: Mel lost much more than her family support when her mother banished her  to the city of Piltover. Just as nightmares haunt her every other  night, your face is still clear on her memories despite the passing  years.When Hextech puts Piltover on the map, just as the name of the  Medarda who sponsors it, it was only a matter of time to find you  walking into a gala hosted by your long-lost friend.

Tags: Childhood Sweethearts| Second Chance| Mentions of Death/Murder and War| Fluff and Angst| Happy Ending ofc|

Her main hall was filled with people, and yet, her eyes were naturally drawn to yours.  

It should be no surprise for her to see you there—in fact, she had thought you'd taken your time to appear. And yet the hold of her wine's cup faltered as you looked away, eyes sweeping the surrounding of the room, with its high dome and bronze arches colored red and orange not only for the quickly dipping sun but also for the hearths burning at the center of the space.

You seemed unfazed, and a part of her felt a crushing pressure settle on her chest. Perhaps you had forgotten her—you should have. What was the point of keep longing for a past that could never be repeated? Or amended.

More than ten years ago, she had gotten aboard a boat off the coast of Noxus without looking back, because if she had done that, tears would have stained her cheeks while the guards kept their cold stares at her, thinking that her mother did right into sending her away. Because she was weak.

With the necessary years separated that fatal day, she demonstrated they were wrong. Mel was the younger merchant to sit at the Council, and her commerce deals were blooming more successfully than ever since Hextech’s breakthrough.

In parties like this one, her main hall will get filled with foreigners and the richer Piltovan society, all trying to tail her every step in wishes to streak a deal with her—some even said her touch was magical because there where she laid her interest it will fruit gold.

As she walked toward the left end of the hall, toward the balcony, she allowed her mind to think about the past, about how she had to train alone her merchant skills with the little information the far side of her family taught her in spare reunions around the Medarda’s family manor each summer. As she was unfitting for war, the least she could do was keep multiplying the family wealth in a last attempt to make herself useful.

As Mel saw the dipping sun hiding down the port, under the waves, she felt her earrings moving while she shook her head.

Now while looking down at the city—her city, too—her thoughts drifted at the contents inside her chest, locked in her heart. She wasn’t happy at Noxus, not really if she compared her Piltovan lifestyle against her Noxii one; between war boats and walking inside newly conquered forts and castles, with dust still settling down, blood not fully dried. It still haunted her.

No amount of white marble in tall buildings or chatting rooms filled with glistening wine glasses or quiet, domed auditoriums reverberating with a symphony could ever erase them.

Not they could erase you, either. For good or bad, she could never pick.

It was intriguing, she considered as she swirled the thin steam of metal with slow wrists motions, seeing you stepping inside without any shadow following you. For what Kino told her in a letter—after she hinted she wanted to know about you some other letters ago—that you got engaged to a rising general that was working side by side in the conquest of the Freljlord.

Why his family hadn't sent any guards? Even if you decided to dismiss them, they should have entered minutes after you, keeping you safe inside the shadows.

She didn't dare to ask Kino about how your wedding went. Mel could imagine with vivid realism, even if a part of her ached at the sight of your cold eyes laid in this general while making hollow votes of love when everything you were doing was just forging a powerful alliance.

Perhaps, if she'd had been other Mel, one that could endure the sight of death and war without flinching, without the captives and their ghosts following her steps, echoing in the empty, broken halls about her cooperation in this brutality; perhaps, your family would have sought an alliance of such nature with her, a second chance of creating bonds with the Medardas now that Kino had dismissed it the first time.

After all, you had endured the life of a general’s daughter and sister roles so well, that being a general’s wife wouldn’t differ too much. The dread was always there, and she knew you didn’t care about glory and reputation, so losing a battle won’t be important.

Night came with cold winds under its navy blue fingers, painting the sky starred with freckles similar to those adorning Mel’s face. Chandeliers flicked with golden light poured inside the hall, with chatter so energetic as hours before, if not more so now that the wine started to kick in.

Her glass was empty long before she thought about heading inside to find a servant to refill it. The possibility of encountering was very high, and she wasn’t convinced about what she would do in that case. Apologize? Ignore you? Feign oblivion?

Any of them sat right. She didn't want to see other people listening from their proximity, stealing curious glances as Councilor Medarda apologized vaguely to this Noxii woman that always stared at you as if she were bored as if she didn't care.

Another good mask you crafted even before she could make hers.

The echoed footsteps approaching almost made her flinch, pretending to shift her position as the other person settled next to her, far enough to be considered respectful, but close for her to take in the citric essence of your lotion.

Noxii oranges cultivated in your family’s manor garden. Little and round, but full of sweet juice that made the suffocating summer months more pleasant—or maybe it was because you were there, too.

Mel kept the silence, a charged cord of electricity that was ready to snap as you gazed at the boulevards extending over the city, the tall buildings of the Council and the Academy painted in blue tones.

She looked at you from the corner of her eye, wanting to ask if you liked the view.

I thought I’d never see you again.

Instead, she settled with: “Congratulation on your marriage,” she thanked her voice was steady and nonchalant. “I apologize for not sending a gift.”

You chuckled, but it sounded more like a sigh. “Better that way. It would have been a loss of time.” Your shoulders shrugged, and part of the thin dark veil over your shoulders slipped down, revealing the uneven sleeves of your dark red dress.

She doubted it. "How it was?" Mel found herself asking, even if the underlying question was if you had felt happy if you were happy.

“A bad omen, some may say.” You laughed, eyeing a zeppelin passing by. “I’m a widow now.”

Mel’s eyes widened. “Pardon?” Why didn’t her brother tell her about it?

“Two weeks after the wedding. He went into a battle in the Freljlord and never came back.” The lightness of your voice concerned her, surprising her solidified thought of you being content with your life back in Noxus. "A rising house, crushed under a stroke of bad luck. But so is life, isn't it?"

She blinked, a furrow on her brow. “Crushed?”

It was the second time of the evening for you to connect your gaze, this time over the flicking shadows of the chandelier in the hall, the torches lit in the balcony. Your expression was neutral as you took her features in, analyzing if they had changed—and Mel asked herself that, too.

“His mother spread rumors about how I created witchcraft to kill him so quickly," the words escaped your mouth easily, your eyes cast away from hers now. She tightened her clasp in her cup. "A foolish move, but I can understand a mother's grief."

You, not my family.

“What happened after?” The rumors subsided so quickly they wouldn’t reach Mel, who knows how many people knew, but once again—it was a foolish move to target a member of the Callestars.

"She died," you answered, and Mel wasn't surprised that you didn't comment on her how she did. "My husband's manor will become part of my soon-to-be sister-in-law's dowry."

“I didn’t know Ewan Callestar was getting married.”

You smiled softly. “Me either, until two days ago.”

Silence remained heavy between you two, a string tangled in Mel’s heart and mind, becoming fuzzy and difficult to find the words—any words.

“I’m sorry,” she said, putting the cup on the thick marble rail of the balcony, half-turning her body toward you. You tilted her head, looking at her beneath your eyelids. Mel didn’t specify for what she was apologizing, she wanted to interpret it yourself, to take whatever you wanted from her, from her words, so it could make it easier.

You didn’t bait.

“Don’t.” The detached, snapping tone of your voice startled her. “There’s worthless now.”

It’s worthless now, and yet, why was Mel's chest compressed in such a hurtful way?

You gestured to the hall, people looking at Mel to express they were heading home as she sent her farewell with a tilt of her head.  “I should go, too.”

There was only fair to be you to leave her alone this time—this once being forever. But she couldn't bring herself to agree.

“What brought you here today?” She tried to remain the merchant Mel, the Councilor, with her careful threaded words, her expression neutral.

But you weren’t having any of her façades. You never did.

“I wanted to see your house,” you stated, and she felt her brows knitting with curiosity. “It’s not painted gold as I imagined it would be.”

You remembered. You had recollected your silly conversation of youth when you both were vising Ionia and Shurima, every city conquered, every castle seized as Mel would walk among the ruins to imagine a rebuilding future, with all the terrors cast away, replaced by splendor and stability.

Her lips extended in a smile so soft it was a ghostly memory of that same expression when she could lay in freshly cut grass outside the Callestar manor, you next to her as you peeled an orange for her when you would joke about her past lessons with the always grumpy and stiffened teacher.

“Decorating using too much gold is seen as tasteless here, darling." The words flew out her mouth without questioning, still transfixed in the memory, of the past that somehow had extended through this new land, through the space your presence used to occupy, now that you came to reclaim it.

You were still her darling, was she still your dearest?

Mel tried to search for your eyes, and she found them twinkling.

“And yet this city uses more gold foil in their external architecture, I had to wonder if it was like this when you arrived—or if it’s a new trend influenced by someone.”

As you spoke, the words got stabbed into her chest, leaving a hollow, dripping hole. When she arrived Piltover—when she left you.

"I'm sorry," she repeated, thinking that not even a myriad of thousand apologies would fix the past.

Instead of denying it, you leaned against the cold rail, eyes gazing over the far coast, down the port. “Did you ever look back?” you muttered, slowly enough for your low tone not to be carried away by the nightly wind. “Did you ever hear me?”

She did. Her name echoed in the open bay, the guards facing her, cold stares, and a glistening curiosity that sent daggers of stares through her shoulder blades as she walked down into her cabin, where her screams couldn't be heard.

Another ghost that followed her, and another guilt piled up on her shoulders.

“I couldn’t let you abandon everything to follow the steps of a useless banished daughter.”

Your gaze darted to her, digging inside of her soul as you scanned her supposedly tranquil expression as if you could identify the slightly fluttering rhythm of her heartbeat.

“I’m a useless banished daughter too, Mel.”

Her feet slipped from her well-rehearsed posture. “What?”

"Didn't I just tell you? My family wiped down a house and seized all its riches." You tried to shrug, but your shoulders were too rigid, your nerves like an over-extended elastic. "They got what they wanted, I'm not useful to them anymore."

She didn't know what to say, and you probably didn't want her to try to console you. That had never been you.

So she just waited.

"I hope you hadn't chosen for me that day, Mel.” You walked a step closer, so close the long skirt of your dress brushed hers. “My family had traced my every path, I had hoped you let me choose." You shook your head, strands of hair starting to fall from your hairstyle. "I think it's better if I go now."

You stepped back, ready to walk away. But she wasn't ready. Mel was never ready, not even when that same scene of you screaming for her at the port repeated on a loop inside her head for years.

"Why don't you stay?" she commented, trying to sound casual, but the slight creak in her voice betrayed her poise.

Your heels stopped mid-step, breaking the steady rhythm as you were almost halfway inside the hall. Your back turned to her, but the contrast between the lights and the dark outside couldn't let her see your expression.

"Do you want me to stay?" It was a careful question, voice stopping at each word as if weighing the real meaning of the sounds rolling off your tongue.

Did she? Mel blinked, her heart feeling frenetic. “I do.”

“Why?” you asked. You had to always ask why, especially now. Because you never got to ask so before.

And it was more than a simple word, it was so many questions tucked at the corner of a room you both tried to ignore for so long, a locked closet filled with memories.

“Because I miss you,” Mel said out loud—finally out loud—, walking closer so she could extend her hand down to yours. "I've missed you all these years, but I couldn't allow myself to be selfish and look for you. I was scared to bring you down dishonored like me." She stopped shaky breaths out, feeling tiny and naked as if a breeze of air would take her away as she stood there, waiting for your judgment. "I was scared you'd say no—because I still love you.”

You turned in a red daze, and she felt your hand slowly taking in hers, fingers interlaced. "I would never say no to you, my dearest," you said, pressing her palm slightly.

Her eyes widened when she heard you, thinking that perhaps time wouldn’t have passed after all, that everything was in its place as she leaned in to kiss you, the first one in so long.

It felt like coming back home, in the sweet brush motion of your lips, hands still in one another.

"I missed you too, Mel," you whispered, like a secret that had been maintained inside of your chest, relieved at finally could it be rest inside her heart, where it belonged. "But I'm here now, and I won't let go."

The smile that spread her lips made her go back to those bright days that she knew, deep inside, would come back as long as you were next to her.

“Me either.” Not again. Not ever. And so she kissed you again, just to lie her promise inside your heart, unbreakable.

[insane-arcane]

Imagine Being a Renound Painter and catching Mel's Attention

[subizer0]

can this arcane/league of legends character be trusted with your drink at a party?

caitlyn (8/10)

attended to house parties her whole life (probably not voluntarily) and kept a lot of peoples drinks safe. she tends to stay away from the party so a very solid option if you need a quick toilet break. will only let go of it in emergencies but makes sure to buy you a drink as an apology.

vi (4/10)

might take a sip if the beverage is up her alley. can and will judge you based on your drink of choice. doesn't let go of the drink in any cases but anybody could spike the drink and homegirl wouldn't realize it. (makes sure they memorize her fist print is she does though)

jinx (0)

you wake up in a cold bath with empty ice bags on the ground. the side of your body feels super warm. you got the jinxed ending. have fun living without a liver.

ekko (7/10)

he dances while holding the cup 🥺🥺 will definietly ask if he can take a sip regardless of what the drink is. slightly pouts upon hearing no but won't force you to elaborate on it. drama queen, will close the cup with his palms if he hears you approaching

"my bad, thought you were coming for my buddies drink there"

heimerdinger (7/10)

will try his best to protect your drink. holds it with both of his hands. realistically, somebody could just swoop in and take it from his grasp but otherwise, another solid choice.

viktor (4/10)

why must you do this to him??? nervous that a half empty drink in hand might be an excuse for other people to speak to him. just stands there, you find him in the exact position as you left him. there's a big chance he might just leave it there if the party gets too intense.

mel (10/10)

super natural and professional about it. will sip only a little to make sure she leaves her lipstick mark on it. sways the glass slowly while gracefully holding a conversation.

jayce (8/10)

he's excited🥺🥺 holds it like a trophy. he fights for a safe drink, he'll die for a safe drink. might get bored if you take too long and theres a slight chance that he WILL judge you for your drinking choices.

singed (no)

no

silco (5/10)

if he likes you, he'll death stare anyone that gets close to the drink in question. if he doesn't, the houseplants will be seeing some action.

"hey silco can you hold this for a minute?"

"of course, love."

"cut the cameras"

sevika(6/10)

she also drinks without asking, not because she likes it but just to see you flustered. other than that, people could "joke" about grabbing the cup and they would be catching these blades.

aphelios (10/10)

he's a soldier with a mission. cup locked in sight, just silently stares at it until you come back. gets praised by his sister for being such a responsible friend.

kayn (7/10???)

actually very happy to hold it for you. might think of you as a stupid cunt if he sees you drinking embarrassing stuff but this is a very good opportunity to shut people up.

"oh sorry, kind of busy here you see. i'm keeping an eye on this one. have a good time" *bends down to rhaast's level* "kill this bitch right now."

aatrox (??/10)

YES HUMAN!! FINALLY YOU UNDERSTAND THE TRUE PURPOSE OF BEING A DEATH BLADE. ofc he will keep you tiny cup safe wdym *gets fucking split in half*

sett (10/10)

surprisingly (or not) responsible. he will cross his arms on his chest but hold onto the cup firmly. he's making his momma proud, no screwing around on his watch.

akali (6/10)

sure bestie, doesn't actually mind it. the only problem is, she also probably doesn't care if you're not very important to her. makes sure that the drink is safe from other substances but leaves it on the counter if she sees you approaching.

jhin (no)

art, shall blossom from the absence of your wit and self-awareness. what were you thinking :D?

vander (10/10)

another professional. definitely knows what an angelshot is and definitely slapped a bitch in a blue t-shirt before. tired and unamused dad keeping the cup safe, that's it this is the motto.

graves (???)

you get the goody aaah ending. he drank the spiked drink that he was supposed to protect, good job! twisted fate was there to witness everything and he did nothing to interfere just for the fun of it :)

[luna-writes-stuff]

The type my favourite Arcane characters would fall for:

With Viktor, Jayce, Mel, Vi, Caitlin, Ekko, Jinx, Silco, and Vander

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Viktor:

Viktor is very much a person who prefers solitude over social interactions. He focuses on his job more than anything, and can not quite find the time nor energy to do anything after that. Though he loves to find solace in lonesome rooms, he needs a little sunlight occasionally; metaphorically and literally. Someone who drops in once every two hours to get him a drink, a note or simply sit next to him to distract him from his project momentarily. You could sit on an empty chair at his side, observing his work from a safe distance, careful to not shove your nose in there. Tiny questions would escape you, such as “what is that?” Or “why are you using that?”, and he would be delighted to answer them. Sometimes, he’d pull off his goggles to look at you shortly, a tiny smile gracing his face, before he returns to his work. You’d get along with Jayce quite easily - maybe too easy, but it’s all in good manners. Viktor tries to make time for you and take short breaks, but more often than not, he gets so caught up, he cannot afford the distraction. Jayce is more than happy to entertain you for the time being; he rather enjoys your presence as well.

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Jayce:

Jayce oozes charisma. Now usually, fire and fire don’t go well, but match his energy, and this is man is smitten. Absolutely at loss for words. Desperately in love, if you will. You tease him; the words disappear on his tongue. Now come the heart-eyes. You’d walk down the halls, and you could simply feel his eyes on you. He’d halt any conversation he held and stare at you in silence. Respectfully. Would you work in the same lab as him, this man cannot focus to save his life. Your jokes, your smile, your witty remarks….He’s gone. The worst is when you radiate serotonin. A job gone right, a good song, a funny joke? Anything that makes you smile, makes his heart skip a step. You know that hollow feeling in your stomach, but the good one? That’s him. He’s quick to pick up on little things you do once you get excited: Clap your hands, squeal, jump up and down, squeezing your hands in fists? He sees it. And there is that pit again.

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Mel:

Listen, this woman is so busy and booked, she tends to miss out on the little things. She needs someone who will take little times a day where they will take a short walk, or do some painting together. Anything to get her mind off of work or business for a short second. A spontaneous decision often takes her aback, as she likes to plan things out, but once she trusts you, it’s all in, baby. During council meetings, you’ll sit on the side, silently calming her down when things get hectic or chaotic. You help her plan things out, but leave room for the fun things. She treasures this so much, she cannot even begin to explain it to you. Small touches on your arm or hand constantly to remind her you’re still there. Ironically enough, it keeps her from overworking. You’re simply so soothing to her.

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Caitlin:

Bamf. Do I need to elaborate? Caitlin is the type of person to see the good in everyone, no matter how tiny it will be. ‘How bad can they be?’ is a regular question from her. She can be attracted to anyone, really. But if there was one type to capture her heart, it’s the bamf. The person who says things as they are, does as they please, witty remarks, teasing winks etc. The impression you leave on her is large, and she is in awe immediately. Even if she claims to not be amused. She is. Her heart is almost beating out of her chest. Someone get her some help, please. If you start flirting with her, this poor woman does not know what to do. Her cheeks turn red, her ears heat up, she freezes on the spot. But she loves it so much, though she would never admit it. And it’s great to get her flustered.

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Vi:

Sure, Vi would love a badass and independent partner. But when that partner has a soft spot for children? Always sees the good in everything? Smiles when someone says hi? Don’t get me started. The way your voice changes when you speak to someone in a friendly manner: gone. Bye-bye, Vi. She is a bit rough around the edges, and can come of as cold at times. You contradict that in the best ways possible. Your kind waves to everyone you pass, the ‘how are you?’ when trying to pay for something, your loving hugs…All the things she’d 100% fall for. No question about it. She insists on holding your hand at all times. She says it is because you like it, but let’s be honest. She is not planning on letting you go and likes to let everyone know, you are indeed taken. 10/10 the type to make-out in public when someone takes your friendliness a bit too extreme. Her hand tugging on your waist, the glare shot towards the one flirting with you? Oof.

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Jinx:

Jinx has a teasing tone, as everyone might know. Though she could use someone to work against that, she would not necessarily find herself attracted to it. If you decide to throw a confetti bomb her way though? You just got yourself a new girlfriend. She is the type to cause mayhem anywhere and everywhere. If she finds someone to do that with, her heart is taken. There are times her emotions tend to get the best of her. You’ll have to calm her down gradually before she does anything stupid. Offer a listening ear, a supportive arm, and she’ll eventually calm down. She loves to do stupid things with you, but she needs breaks. Sit with her and help her tinker with new ideas. Your voice can truly be enough to simply soothe her.

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Ekko:

Ekko has a soft spot for nerds, no one can convince me otherwise. And I’m not talking technology nerd. I’m talking info-dumping nerd. Someone who knows a little bit about everything. With anything he encounters, you are able to tell a fun story behind that. “Is that a raven?” “Actually, it’s a crow. Did you know crows actually remember people and voices and can even hold a grudge against you? Even worse, crows gossip. What? They do.” Man has fallen head over heels. Your little ranting and rambling makes him feel all giddy inside. He actually used to hate it, but as he grew to realize it was love, he began to accept it. Now, the feeling is welcomed. He can listen to you talk for ages, as cheesy as it might sound. And he remembers everything you tell him. Sometimes he wishes he didn’t, so you could tell him again. You know you ramble, and you have often been told to shut up. So, when you notice you’re ranting again, you always stop suddenly, offering a meek ‘sorry’. He will not hesitate to shake his head wildly, grabbing your hands in reassurance, claiming he wants to hear more. And it’s not to make you feel better, he genuinely enjoys your little talks. It’s one of the things that makes you so special to him. He treasures every single word spoken to him.

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Silco:

Now, Silco is not an easy one to fall. Not at all. Even with you, it might not have been love at first sight. You had to grow on him. But your mind, and your strategies? They were phenomenal since day one. And though he simply shrugged at it at first, he found himself being attracted to you for that exact reason. You had a solution to every problem, and you had a way of thinking that he simply adored. And from there, he started noticing other things about you. Had your eyes always held that sparkle in them? Were your hands always that delicate? Had your voice always sounded that soothing? It wasn’t until you once laid a hand on his shoulder to shake him out of dreamland, that he realized that he had indeed fallen. Because that touch seemed to linger on his shoulder even as you walked back to your seat at the table. And your eyes silently asking him if he was okay, suddenly looked so different. And then it all clicks. From that day on, his behavior towards you completely changes. Now he wants you in the room with him. Now he wants your opinion on everything. Now you have to follow him wherever he goes. He needs you closer to him now than ever before.

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Vander:

Listen. Dad friend meets mom friend. It’s meant to be, what else can I say? Your warm-hearted personality, the way you kneel down when talking to children, your reasonable words always interrupting fights. That’s just a short list of things he adores about you. Being the voice of reason, but with that compassionate tone is something he greatly admires. Perhaps more than people usually would. But of course, carrying the day on your shoulder and trying to remain kind to others can take quite a toll on a person. At night, when you’re sure others will no longer come look for you, you tire yourself with thoughts of the day. He often comes to visit you around this time so you will not be alone. You share your worries with each other, but also try to encourage each other to keep it up. Those talks are something so precious and intimate to him. And he keeps on doing these even after being your partner through the years.