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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 15/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 7 Prompts! 👑 🍰 Sugar: Silk Sheets. ─ Aftercare / Gentle Morning Sex. 🍒 Spice: Sweet Dreams. ─ Size Difference / Mirror Sex. We've reached the climax of the event, thank you for taking such good care of our Princess... ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

A graphic made to look like pink silks and white lace. The post is titled with "Mel'Amore: A Sub Mel Week" in cursive white writing over pink silk bed sheets. In the center is a lace square with pink cursive writing in the middle, explaining the daily event prompts.

The text written in pink across the lace is as follows:
"Day 7: Sugar & Spice
Silk Sheets. Aftercare / Gentle Morning Sex.
Sweet Dreams. Size Difference / Mirror Sex."

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 14/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 6 Prompts! 👑 💖 Happy Valentine's Day! ─ Free Day. Keep the rhythm going, our Princess is reaching her peak ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 13/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 5 Prompts! 👑 🍰 Sugar: Extra Whipped Cream. ─ Pregnancy & Breeding Kink. 🍒 Spice: Gift Giving. ─ Sex Toys / Shibari. Keep the rhythm going, our Princess is reaching her peak ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 12/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 4 Prompts! 👑 🍰 Sugar: Leather & Lingerie. ─ Exhibitionism / Stripping / Semi-Public Sex. 🍒 Spice: Afternoon Delight. ─ Phone / Video Sex Enjoying your stay? Don't get too cocky... ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 11/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 3 Prompts! 👑 🍰 Sugar: Hugs & Kisses. ─ Dry Humping / Cockwarming / Fingersucking. 🍒 Spice: Good Girl. ─ Brat Taming / Spanking. How will you satisfy our Princess today? Don't keep her waiting… ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 10/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 2 Prompts! 👑 🍰 Sugar: Pretty In Pink. ─ Cunnilingus. Pussy Warming. 🍒 Spice: Roses & Wine. ─ Edging / Orgasm Denial. Our Princess seems to be on the edge of her seat... ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 09/02/2026

🎀 Sub Mel Week Day 1 Prompts! 👑 🍰 Sugar: Princess Treatment. ─ Praise Kink / Body Worship / Pillow Princess. 🍒 Spice: Expensive Taste. ─ Marking & Biting. How will you satisfy our Princess today? Don't keep her waiting… ✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 08/02/2026

Our princess is coming, will you join her? 💦 Sub Mel Week officially begins tomorrow! For our lovely guests of the author variety, the AO3 collection can be found here: archiveofourown.org/collections/... 💝 - see you soon 💋✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

Art of Mel Medarda holding a fan, laying on her back while wearing a yellow and pink fluffy robe. Behind her is a red curtain, a champagne fountain, and a bouquet of flowers in a glass vase. On the curtain behind her is text that reads: "Time has come."

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 07/02/2026

We're edging closer, just one more full day before the climax of our countdown... Can you handle it? - xoxo 💋✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 06/02/2026

It's going to be a looooong hard weekend of waiting, but we trust our guests have plenty of stamina. Get your rest, you're going to need it. - xoxo 💋✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

A graphic promoting an upcoming event for Mel Medarda from Arcane and League of Legends. The poster includes art of Mel with her legs up, showing off her pumps and poofy dress skirt. Her legs are shown as being in front of a red curtain, with a sign next to her that reads: "Mel'Amore: A Sub Mel Week. 2 Days Remaining."

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 05/02/2026

Do you feel that? The shiver up your spine? The way your pulse quickens? The anticipation will be well worth the wait, something big is coming... 🫦 - xoxo ❤️✨ #submelweek ෆ #melmedarda

A graphic made for an event titled "Mel'Amore: A Sub Mel Week." The image includes art of a champagne foutain made up of glasses, that sits on a table in front of a ruby red curtain. Besie the champagne is a poster annoucing with the event with additional text that reads: "3 Days Remaining."

Additional Tags: Arcane, League of Legends, Mel Medarda, leagueoflegends, noxus.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 05/02/2026

It's the last WIP Wednesday before our doors open, don't be shy! The Princess is most excited to see what you've been working on... - xoxo 💋 #submelweek ෆ #WIPwednesday

A graphic combining art and text to promote an upcoming event called Mel'Amore: A Sub Mel Week. In the center is Mel Medarda in a pink lacey corset, with big hair, a tiara, necklaces, and gold earrings. She is suggestively licking icing off her fingers while eating a cupcake. Around her are creative instruments, including pencils, paint brushes, pens, and a note book. Below her is text that reads: "WIP WEDNESDAY for MEL'AMORE: A Sub Mel Week."

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 03/02/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #14 💌 Don't be deceived, past the smoke and mirrors, you're sure to find the true meaning of pleasure. Are you brave enough to face it? - xoxo 💛✨ #submelweek ෆ #goldenthorn #goldenrose #melblanc

A graphic featuring a handwritten letter, a yellow envelope, and a black rose. The letter reads:

My dearest Mel Medarda,

My golden rose. I know you must be hungry.

Am I the one that aroused this twisting in your stomach? You decide. You’re welcome to lie to yourself, if you’d like. That ache you feel, that gnawing need, can be but a hushed whisper between you and I. I’m already intimately acquainted with your deepest, darkest secrets, as you’re well aware. You can’t hide what I already know… and I do make it my business to know absolutely everything.

I can’t help but notice how beautifully your new outfit suits you. You seem very comfortable, almost content with my design. Don’t play dumb, Mel. Those are my thorns around your waist, are they not? That’s my touch cupping chest, my hand sliding up your thigh. How does it feel, when you move and you feel the faintest memory of me holding you tight? That’s my breath, but a hair’s width from your lips, haunting your most sordid dreams. Your heart must be pounding as you read this. Perhaps your pretty lips have parted for me again. I think you’re nearly panting. It’s alright, little rose. I love to see you like this.

You’re already anticipating me, Mel. The gold that shields your skin must feel terribly tight, like someone has to touch you or you’ll shatter. I think you want to be firmly held together. You’re still here, aren’t you? You’ve made it this far, and you’re too stubborn to stop now. You can never walk away. And you won’t. I’m already all you think about, your most beloved enemy, your guiltiest pleasure.

Why not lay down as you finish my letter? Fall back into your warm, soft bed, shivering as your sheets brush your bare skin. I didn’t have to tell you to undress, now did I? You already knew. You wanted to. We work so well together, you, wanting, and I. Slide your elegant hand down your stomach. Just like that. You may go lower. You may dip your hand between your legs. Imagine, as you often do, my body

A plain text version of LeBlanc's letter to Mel:

My dearest Mel Medarda,

My golden rose. I know you must be hungry.

Am I the one that aroused this twisting in your stomach? You decide. You’re welcome to lie to yourself, if you’d like. That ache you feel, that gnawing need, can be but a hushed whisper between you and I. I’m already intimately acquainted with your deepest, darkest secrets, as you’re well aware. You can’t hide what I already know… and I do make it my business to know absolutely everything.

I can’t help but notice how beautifully your new outfit suits you. You seem very comfortable, almost content with my design. Don’t play dumb, Mel. Those are my thorns around your waist, are they not? That’s my touch cupping chest, my hand sliding up your thigh. How does it feel, when you move and you feel the faintest memory of me holding you tight? That’s my breath, but a hair’s width from your lips, haunting your most sordid dreams. Your heart must be pounding as you read this. Perhaps your pretty lips have parted for me again. I think you’re nearly panting. It’s alright, little rose. I love to see you like this.

You’re already anticipating me, Mel. The gold that shields your skin must feel terribly tight, like someone has to touch you or you’ll shatter. I think you want to be firmly held together. You’re still here, aren’t you? You’ve made it this far, and you’re too stubborn to stop now. You can never walk away. And you won’t. I’m already all you think about, your most beloved enemy, your guiltiest pleasure.

Why not lay down as you finish my letter? Fall back into your warm, soft bed, shivering as your sheets brush your bare skin. I didn’t have to tell you to undress, now did I? You already knew. You wanted to. We work so well together, you, wanting, and I. Slide your elegant hand down your stomach. Just like that. You may go lower. You may dip your hand between your legs. Imagine, as you often do, my body over yours. Of course I know. I always know.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 02/02/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #13 💌 Nothing feels impossible for these two, will you partake? Don't miss the heated reunion... - xoxo 🧡✨ #submelweek ෆ #meljay

A graphic featuring a handwritten letter, a hand drawn portrait of Mel Medarda, and a red envelop sitting on a table.

Mel,

I have stopped pretending this separation is merely inconvenient.

It has sharpened everything. Desire behaves like that when denied structure. It stops being polite. It starts paying attention.

I think of you constantly. Not in the grand ways that would flatter either of us, but in the small, dangerous ones. The memory of how you look when you have already decided something and are waiting for the world to catch up. The way your breath changes when you know you’re being watched by someone who understands you too well to be fooled. You never look away first. You allow the moment to stretch until it becomes something else entirely.

I miss provoking that look.

You are very good at composure. Everyone knows that. What they do not see is how deliberate your restraint is. How you choose stillness. How you enjoy it when I notice the tension you keep leashed beneath silk and gold. You have always trusted me with that knowledge. With you, trust feels like permission.

I replay nights when work blurred into something slower, heavier. When conversation gave way to silence thick enough to feel. When you would let me stand too close, close enough to forget that we were being careful, close enough to remind me that patience is not the same as absence. You never told me to stop. You never had to. You let me guide you with nothing more than a glance and let me shift your body, and you followed. Sometimes happily, other times with a pout.

Be careful with yourself while I am gone. Or don’t. I admit the thought of you commanding a room all day, perfectly controlled, only to let that control loosen when you are finally alone…it keeps me awake longer than it should. I like knowing that I am the one thought you allow to linger without restraint.

When I return, I will not ask how you endured the distance. I will assume you did exactly as we agreed on. I will remind you, gently and thoroughly, that distance has never weakened my claim. It has only made me more attentive.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 01/02/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #12 💌 There's only one thing sweeter than victory, and the reigning pit fighter champ seems hell bent on getting another taste. Don't let something good pass you by, make sure you're ready for the event of a lifetime. - xoxo ❤️✨ #submelweek ෆ #melvi

A graphic of a handwritten letter, instant photo, and an envelope sitting upon a counter covered by a red floral print.

The letter reads:
Hey Honeybuns,

I saw you last night, hiding in the crowd before my match again. You’re better at it then most Pilties that sneak down here but I can always spot a topsider from a mile away. That’s just how things are when you come from the Lanes. Hell, I even saw the way you cheered when I knocked out that last guy. Turned you on, didn’t it?

So what’s it gonna be buns? Cause right now I’m sore as hell, in need of a hot bath, and a good fucking drink - and not that Pisstover alchohol they drink up top. You’re probably tensed up from all that bureaucratic Council bullshit so lets help each other relax again.

My tongue’s been missing the taste of you too.

-Vi

P.S.
Wear one of those fancy lingerie sets I like. I know you like it when I rip ‘em off.

A plain text version of Vi's letter to Mel:

Hey Honeybuns,

I saw you last night, hiding in the crowd before my match again. You’re better at it then most Pilties that sneak down here but I can always spot a topsider from a mile away. That’s just how things are when you come from the Lanes. Hell, I even saw the way you cheered when I knocked out that last guy. Turned you on, didn’t it?

So what’s it gonna be buns? Cause right now I’m sore as hell, in need of a hot bath, and a good fucking drink - and not that Pisstover alchohol they drink up top. You’re probably tensed up from all that bureaucratic Council bullshit so lets help each other relax again.

My tongue’s been missing the taste of you too.

-Vi

P.S.
Wear one of those fancy lingerie sets I like. I know you like it when I rip ‘em off.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 30/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #11 💌 Love has taken root, let's see what blooms... Stop and smell the roses, don't miss out on your chance to show your appreciation for our favourite Noxian flower. - xoxo 💜✨ #submelweek ෆ #melvik

A letter, envelope, and pressed flowers sitting on a counter. The letter reads:

My Dearest Rose,

Forgive me for being unable to say these things to you aloud. You make me nervous in a way I am wholly unused to and I fear I would stutter though even the most practiced of speeches. I am unsure how to begin. You might laugh and say something witty here, if we were face to face when you read this. Something full of sarcastic flirtations like “I’ve never known you to not know something”. You would smirk, and maybe wink, and it would leave me speechless. Many things that I am not used to now leave me speechless. I find myself distracted, wholly and irrefutably. It is as maddening as it is joyous. I suppose I am stalling, something I am certain you will have figured out by now. I will cease beating around the bush now.

Mel, I love you. It was an unexpected thing, to come to this conclusion. But regardless of how many variables I tested to determine why my cheeks run aflush and my heart and speech seem to stutter in tandem when you are near, they always brought me to the same conclusion. I am in love with you. I love the way you smile whenever you solve a particularly challenging puzzle. I love the way your eyes seem to capture the stars and hold them there. I love the way you brush your hand along my arm when you need my attention.

My heart burns so fiercely for you that I can scarcely put it into words.

Rosebud, you have taken root in my chest. Your scent is overwhelming, and yet I would rather suffocate on it than live another day without it. Your skin is softer than silk, and I could spend centuries feasting on the expanse of it. You glow like the sunrise, bright and beautiful. If I could bottle the sound of your laughter and drink it, I think I could live a hundred lifetimes. And I would choose to live them all with you.

I could go on but I am unfortunately losing light by which to write this. I love you Mel. I hope you love me too.

-Forever yours,
Viktor

A plain text version of Viktor's letter to Mel that reads:

My Dearest Rose,

Forgive me for being unable to say these things to you aloud. You make me nervous in a way I am wholly unused to and I fear I would stutter though even the most practiced of speeches. I am unsure how to begin. You might laugh and say something witty here, if we were face to face when you read this. Something full of sarcastic flirtations like “I’ve never known you to not know something”. You would smirk, and maybe wink, and it would leave me speechless. Many things that I am not used to now leave me speechless. I find myself distracted, wholly and irrefutably. It is as maddening as it is joyous. I suppose I am stalling, something I am certain you will have figured out by now. I will cease beating around the bush now.

Mel, I love you. It was an unexpected thing, to come to this conclusion. But regardless of how many variables I tested to determine why my cheeks run aflush and my heart and speech seem to stutter in tandem when you are near, they always brought me to the same conclusion. I am in love with you. I love the way you smile whenever you solve a particularly challenging puzzle. I love the way your eyes seem to capture the stars and hold them there. I love the way you brush your hand along my arm when you need my attention.

My heart burns so fiercely for you that I can scarcely put it into words.

Rosebud, you have taken root in my chest. Your scent is overwhelming, and yet I would rather suffocate on it than live another day without it. Your skin is softer than silk, and I could spend centuries feasting on the expanse of it. You glow like the sunrise, bright and beautiful. If I could bottle the sound of your laughter and drink it, I think I could live a hundred lifetimes. And I would choose to live them all with you.

I could go on but I am unfortunately losing light by which to write this. I love you Mel. I hope you love me too.

-Forever yours,
Viktor

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 29/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #10 💌 What a way with words, poetry really is the language of love... can't wait to see what art they make together 🤭 - xoxo ❤️✨ #submelweek ෆ #visionarysoul #melhwei

A letter from a renown Ionian painter and heir to Temple of Koyehn, addressed to Mel Medarda. Inscribed on rich parchment with a pale oriental border, each word etched in beautiful calligraphy. Accompanying this letter, two delicately wrapped paintings.

My kindred soul,
In my dreams, where the veil is at its thinnest, I reach for you, to caress you in the way my soul desires. I lose myself in the flame of your eyes and remember once again how you are magic, one of the only beings capable of setting me alight. Always with desire.
Mel, you once told me: “Your passion outshines the pain”. I felt most acutely our connection then, and since that fated meeting, your words have taken root in the barren land of my heart. I have begun to believe them. That you should see me with such clarity that not even I possess…. that you did not look away remains with me even now. I am convinced you are the redemption that I seek, Mel, the light I search for within this unending darkness.
If I do not spend each moment with you in my thoughts, oh Mel, my muse, am I whole? Each night, I look for you in my dreams. Each day, I strive to capture your beauty from memory, and yet I find it a struggle to do you justice. Human skill cannot capture your beauty, your grace. For you are magic itself, the living and breathing embodiment of it. I find myself a moth before the brilliance of your soul, the pure warmth of your heart.
Mel, I long to feel your skin against mine. To see you with the clarity that you have seen me. To unwrap you would be my greatest honor, and the memory of your skin, your sighs, your moans, my deepest held treasure. In my mind’s eye, we paint together and our magic moves as one.
Oh, that my love might be the paint, and your body my canvas, you the arcane's masterpiece. I desire to lose myself in you, and that you might lose yourself in pleasure intricately wrought about by the work of my fingers, my mouth, my body an instrument for your pleasure.
The colors you bring into my life are rivaled only by the brilliance of light itself. Would that I could capture you the way I see you, that I might translate the intensity of my feelings for you. I find that words fail me in a way my brush does not.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 26/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #9 💌 Nothing like some adrenaline to get the heart going... What's a little blood lust between friends? - xoxo ❤️✨ #submelweek ෆ #melkayn

A graphic of a handwritten letter sitting on a table next to an envelope and a white flower. The letter reads:

Watashi no ōkami,

It has been over a moon’s turn since I last heard from you. If I was a weaker man, I would be fearful of having lost your interest…yet we both know the truth: you could never be bored of me.

Isn’t that right, my sweet wolf?

I know your blood pumps with the same excitement a hunter has when stalking its prey. You are breathless even now, your heart quickening as you hold onto every word of this very letter. How do I know? Because my heart beats just as swiftly in anticipation for you. I thought killing would give me no greater thrill in life…at least until I had my first taste of you.

I’ve waited as you asked but I have grown impatient in my desire to feel you close to me. Those Noxian dullards have had you wrapped in their affairs for too long so when the moon is next at its fullest, we shall meet again at the hot springs you favored last time. I am quite eager to hear you howl for me just as loudly as then too.

Do manage to keep alive until then.
Kayn

A plain text version of Kayn's letter to Mel:

Watashi no ōkami,

It has been over a moon’s turn since I last heard from you. If I was a weaker man, I would be fearful of having lost your interest…yet we both know the truth: you could never be bored of me.

Isn’t that right, my sweet wolf?

I know your blood pumps with the same excitement a hunter has when stalking its prey. You are breathless even now, your heart quickening as you hold onto every word of this very letter. How do I know? Because my heart beats just as swiftly in anticipation for you. I thought killing would give me no greater thrill in life…at least until I had my first taste of you.

I’ve waited as you asked but I have grown impatient in my desire to feel you close to me. Those Noxian dullards have had you wrapped in their affairs for too long so when the moon is next at its fullest, we shall meet again at the hot springs you favored last time. I am quite eager to hear you howl for me just as loudly as then too.

Do manage to keep alive until then.
Kayn

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 25/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #8 💌 Relations between Noxus and Zaun are heating up. Distance makes the heart grow fonder, but these two deserve a little extra one-on-one time. - xoxo 💜✨ #submelweek ෆ #melvika

$A handwritten letter sitting next to a box of cigars on a table. The letter is from Sevika to Mel and says the following: Mel, I never had much talent for letters. I prefer things I can see finished—deals struck, walls raised, damage repaired. Still, tonight the words wouldn’t stay quiet. Since you left for Noxus, I’ve done what I said I would—kept my head up, my voice steady, and tried to keep my temper leashed. It hasn’t been easy. You know better than anyone how Piltover listens: selectively, and only when it suits them. I've thrown myself into it, pushing through the endless meetings and the posturing from those soft-handed idealists. They're listening more than I expected—your influence still lingers heavy on them. We've started redirecting resources to Zaun. Shipments of steel, chem-tech for the undercity's fractured pipes, and crews to mend the bridges that collapsed in the uprising. It's slow, but it's real progress. The fissures between our worlds are patching up, one bolt at a time. But what I didn’t expect was how empty these victories would feel without you. I miss you, Mel. More than I should probably admit. Those nights we stole away, your skin against mine in the dim light of my quarters, the way your breath hitched when I pulled you close— There's not a day I don't crave for it. Come back soon, my sunlight, or I'll cross the ocean myself to get near you. Yours truly, Sevika.$ $Mel, I never had much talent for letters. I prefer things I can see finished—deals struck, walls raised, damage repaired. Still, tonight the words wouldn’t stay quiet. Since you left for Noxus, I’ve done what I said I would—kept my head up, my voice steady, and tried to keep my temper leashed. It hasn’t been easy. You know better than anyone how Piltover listens: selectively, and only when it suits them. I've thrown myself into it, pushing through the endless meetings and the posturing from those soft-handed idealists. They're listening more than I expected—your influence still lingers heavy on them. We've started redirecting resources to Zaun. Shipments of steel, chem-tech for the undercity's fractured pipes, and crews to mend the bridges that collapsed in the uprising. It's slow, but it's real progress. The fissures between our worlds are patching up, one bolt at a time. But what I didn’t expect was how empty these victories would feel without you. I miss you, Mel. More than I should probably admit. Those nights we stole away, your skin against mine in the dim light of my quarters, the way your breath hitched when I pulled you close— There's not a day I don't crave for it. Come back soon, my sunlight, or I'll cross the ocean myself to get near you. Yours truly, Sevika.$

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 24/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #7 💌 What's this? Another admirer? My, our princess seems to be quite popular! Who's vying for her attention this time? Well well, it looks like Noxus will be happy to have dear Mel back… - xoxo ❤️✨ #submelweek ෆ #melrius

The handwriting is scratched and crude, as if the hands have to remember how to form the letters. The parchment is crumpled, worn at the edges, as if its writer has kept hold of it for a long while.

The letter reads as follows:
I ask that you forgive my cowardice in writing to you, rather than speaking. It makes my skin crawl that I cannot say what I wish, and that I must resort to parchment in matters of the heart.

I do not bother with those I find weak. Word spread that the Medarda daughter was weak, resulting in exile. In the age of the Trifarix, General Swain often drones about the philosophies of strength, and I find myself tuning out mere seconds into the monologue. Yet upon meeting you – I myself found myself wondering what strength is.

If you are weak, after besting your own mother in combat and controlling the very Arcane at your fingertips, then I do not know what the word means. And how dare I claim strength, when I cannot so much as tell you as such to your face?

I claim no answers to these hypocrises. Instead, I wish to crush them underneath my heel.

Mel Medarda – I have come to admire you. But I cannot claim it innocent – not in the way I still remember the slightest brush of your hand against my arm, or the scent of citrus as you passed me by. It confounds me, how such feelings can make me feel so ravenous, yet so juvenile? I almost slapped myself silly after I felt my heart ‘skip a beat’ – but I did not. Because it is a warm feeling, even when ravenous, even when juvenile.

There is a small tavern just outside Drekan. Should you meet me there tomorrow night, I shall take responsibility for my desires, and express them to you as honorably as I am capable. Should you not – this will never be spoken of.

Selfishly, I pray for an answer from your lips, whatever it may be.

Darius

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 23/01/2026

🍰💋 Happy Birthday Mel Medarda! 💋🍰 Hope you're ready to join in on the pampering! 🍒 If you want an extended stay at Mel'Amore, Sub Mel Week is just around corner... - xoxo 🎀✨ #HappyBirthdayMel #submelweek

Fan art of Mel Medarda from League of Legends and Arcane for her birthday (release date in League). She is kneeling on a plush bed, tied up in pretty pink ribbon and bows like a present, with a sparkling tiara on her head. On the luxurious bed next to her is a bouquet of pink roses, a bottle of champagne, red and white pillows, and a present box. The art is surrounded by an instant image border, as if it's a Polaroid taken in universe. The top left hand corner includes today's date (01-23-'26). Written across the bottom is cursive handwriting that reads: "I hope you're ready to spoil me for my birthday - Mel. xoxo see you all soon."

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 22/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #6 💌 Yearning doesn't have to stay yearning, let it blossom into something tangible. Indulge in a little debauchery, as a treat. - xoxo 🤎✨ #submelweek ෆ #melora

A graphic containing an hand written letter sitting on a table, next to a cup of coffee and two stacks of books.

A plain text version of Elora's letter to Mel that reads:

My lady, my Mel, my darling,

Do you feel it, too? You must. Don’t you? In those long hours we spend working into the middle of the night, when our eyes meet, does your heart feel as thought it might implode? It must. I know it does. I can feel your affection as physically as I feel your fond touch. Have you thought about me? I could entertain your wildest fantasies. I am a despondent glutton for your affection, and I have always been so terrified you will grow wise to my perversions, but my indecency seems ever-tolerated in the glow of your good faith. Perhaps I could goad you into something debaucherous. It would only be the two of us.
I know you better than I know myself, and I know myself only as love for you.
I beg you to excuse my brazen lust for your golden heart. If I were to abandon my selfishness, my greed for you, I would be nothing at all. I think only of you, and how I can make you happy, collecting moments of your affection in the pit of my stomach to savor later, when you cannot see me. But… what if you did see me? What if I were to drop the pretense, and give into my affection? We are so close to being together, aren’t we? I catch a sliver of your half-smile, and I know you must see me. I feel your hand on my arm, on my back, and I know you must think of me. I hear a murmur of your praise and I know, I know you must love me.
And I know, too, exactly what you like. Even though my thoughts of you are often blissful haze, there is none as well attuned to you as I, and none who will live for you as I do. And I do, Mel. I hadn’t thought, until I’d met you, that a life could so gladly be given to someone else. But I did meet you. And now I must show you my gratitude. I must give myself to you, or I think I might burst.

With more affection than there are stars in the sky,
(Your) Elora

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 19/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #5 💌 Steamy new alliances are being made, will you partake? Slip into something comfortable and join our princess for an event to remember! - xoxo 💜✨ #submelweek ෆ #melco

An image of a hand written letter, a map of Piltover, and a red envelop sitting on top of a counter.

The letter reads:
Councilor Medarda,

How illuminating it was to meet you.

I’ve found myself returning to our conversation often, contemplating how you and I both fit into the larger puzzle. Funny to have found ourselves sitting at the same game board, moving pieces not in opposition but congruence.

I’d like to invite you to meet again, this time with a little less formality. There’s a bathhouse just off Sidereal Avenue, it hosts a private room in the back of the establishment, away from prying eyes. I have no doubt in your ability to gain access.

There’s peace in water, and what greater form of trust is there than baring oneself completely?

It may be presumptive, but I think we would both enjoy the experience. I can guarantee your personal satisfaction at the very least, irregardless of a treaty being signed.

Allow me to show you how Zaun handles a queen.

Yours,
Silco

A plain text version of Silco's letter to Mel Medarda:

Councilor Medarda,

How illuminating it was to meet you.

I’ve found myself returning to our conversation often, contemplating how you and I both fit into the larger puzzle. Funny to have found ourselves sitting at the same game board, moving pieces not in opposition but congruence.

I’d like to invite you to meet again, this time with a little less formality. There’s a bathhouse just off Sidereal Avenue, it hosts a private room in the back of the establishment, away from prying eyes. I have no doubt in your ability to gain access.

There’s peace in water, and what greater form of trust is there than baring oneself completely?

It may be presumptive, but I think we would both enjoy the experience. I can guarantee your personal satisfaction at the very least, irregardless of a treaty being signed.

Allow me to show you how Zaun handles a queen.

Yours,
Silco

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 18/01/2026

We'd like to extend a heartfelt thank you to our guests for helping our Princess reach 69... followers 🤭 #submelweek

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 18/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #4 💌 What's that sweet scent? Ah, love is in the air... A floral arrangement and a letter? Our princess is already being spoiled, make sure you have your gifts in order! - xoxo 🧡✨ #submelweek ෆ #skymel #melsky

An image of a hand written letter, three small flowers (yellow, orange, white), and a brown envelope. The letter, written in cursive, says the following:

Mel,

You mentioned recently that you would like to have a plant to brighten your space, but are unsure how you would find the time to care for it. Attached to this letter, I am sure you have realized, is one of my personal favorite flowers: zinnias. They do well in sunlight, of which you noted your office has plenty of, and you only need to water them once a week.

Zinnias are special to me, and I hope you come to find them special too. When I was young, my mother kept some on our windowsill. She always told me that “as long as the zinnias bloom in the spring, you’ll know I’ll always love you,”. I lost her some time ago, but her words always come back to me when I see them.

Sunflower, always remember: as long as the zinnias bloom in the spring, you’ll know I will always love you.

Love,
Sky Young

A plain text version of the letter from Sky Young to Mel Medarda for ease of reading. The full text of the letter reads:

Mel,

You mentioned recently that you would like to have a plant to brighten your space, but are unsure how you would find the time to care for it. Attached to this letter, I am sure you have realized, is one of my personal favorite flowers: zinnias. They do well in sunlight, of which you noted your office has plenty of, and you only need to water them once a week.

Zinnias are special to me, and I hope you come to find them special too. When I was young, my mother kept some on our windowsill. She always told me that “as long as the zinnias bloom in the spring, you’ll know I’ll always love you,”. I lost her some time ago, but her words always come back to me when I see them.

Sunflower, always remember: as long as the zinnias bloom in the spring, you’ll know I will always love you.

Love,
Sky Young

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 15/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #3 💌 Guile seems to have won over Vision, but then again, is it truly a surprise our princess would stir even the coldest of hearts? Affection isn't the only stirring between these two... - xoxo ❤️✨ #submelweek ෆ #goldenraven

To the Shining Star, the Slyest Fox, and my beloved paramour,

I pray you’ve given the seat of Guile some thought, per our last rendezvous. Myself and Darius are beginning to grow weary of the masked sycophants that insist on speaking in place of our current Faceless – I fear our Principle of Might may cleave one in twain before the calendar turns. I would worry about dragging you by the wrist back into politics so soon, yet I have a suspicion you would not stay away for long were I to attempt it. Such a kind soul, yet with a determined heart – a rarity I would see cherished.

I remembered something your mother once said to me, before she departed for Piltover. At the time, I found myself bristling, but after coming to know you, I cannot see it as anything but a compliment.

“Compassion will make your blood anemic. What good is a leader if his own blood is hardly worth spilling?”

If compassion has made you weak, I fear Noxus would tremble under the weight of ‘true’ strength. Very few extend a kindness such as yours, and even fewer would dare extend it to myself. I remember the first time you smiled at me after a match of chess, one you’d royally defeated me in, and I knew then that vision is naught without guile, and strength without love will never be more than bloodshed.

We’ve much to discuss on your return – but you can suspect as much. While I still have room on this very parchment, I wish to dedicate the last of it to you.

Not a night has gone by that I have not murmured your name in my sleep, that I do not trace the signature of your paintings as if they might summon you here. I have come to anticipate this yearning, welcome it in with a glass of mulled wine and the briefest reprieve from the war table. You are the freshest air, clearing my lungs of smog and desolation so that I may breathe again. If such a feeling is love – I welcome it. If it is not, I welcome whatever it may be.

Patiently yours,
Jericho Swain

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 13/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #2 💌 We're now less than a month away, but the letters keep coming 💦 What lovely rendezvous has our princess been invited to this time? We sure hope the theatre is appropriately sound proofed... - xoxo 💙✨ #submelweek ෆ #catcouncil

An image showing an opened plain brown envelope, two theatre tickets, and a letter written in fine cursive sitting atop a purple floral tablecloth. The text of the hand written letter reads:

M.

Writing to you is dangerous, but my heart makes me bold.

The courier I employed is an associate that knows to hand this letter only to you, but I will keep the contents of what you asked me to investigate until we meet next in person. What cannot wait is how I feel for you.

Dealing in the work of whispers oft keeps me separate from the waking world, a dreamlike apparition wrapped in lies and shadows too dark to pierce. My path has always been one of deception, but to you I can be true.

My soul remains restless, my sharp fanged hunger longing for your sweetness. Do you feel the same? Do the memories of your body entangled with mine still leave you breathless?

Meet me in the lower levels of the opera house cellar tomorrow night if your own appetite demands satiation like mine.

L.

A plain text version of the letter from Lest to Mel Medarda for ease of reading. The text of the hand written letter reads:

M.

Writing to you is dangerous, but my heart makes me bold.

The courier I employed is an associate that knows to hand this letter only to you, but I will keep the contents of what you asked me to investigate until we meet next in person. What cannot wait is how I feel for you.

Dealing in the work of whispers oft keeps me separate from the waking world, a dreamlike apparition wrapped in lies and shadows too dark to pierce. My path has always been one of deception, but to you I can be true.

My soul remains restless, my sharp fanged hunger longing for your sweetness. Do you feel the same? Do the memories of your body entangled with mine still leave you breathless?

Meet me in the lower levels of the opera house cellar tomorrow night if your own appetite demands satiation like mine.

L.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 05/01/2026

💌 LOVE LETTER #1 💌 As the month of love draws ever-closer, it seems our mailbox is beginning to flood with love letters... 😮 Let us take a peek at one from our dear princess' most ardent admirers, shall we? 🎥✨ - xoxo 💙✨ #submelweek ෆ #meljayvik

Image shows an envelope with the text 'To: Mel, From: JT & Vik'. Images of a recording, Viktor playing with puzzle pieces, and Meljayvik's cat surrounds it.

The transcript of the video is:

The video begins shakily as the person holding it swings it around until finally they hold it up and face the camera.

Jayce: Hey love, hope you’re doing well and having loads of fun on your trip-

Viktor: It’s not a vacation-

Jayce: Yes but she’s in Spain-

Viktor: Visiting family.

Jayce rolls his eyes with visible affection and swings the camera and himself around so that Viktor is now visible. Viktor is sitting at the table putting together a puzzle. There is a cat on his lap.

Jayce: Ok we hope you’re having loads of fun visiting family in Spain, and doing lots of cool things while you’re there. Better?

Jayce looks back at Viktor with a cheeky smile. Viktor is hiding his smirk, now looking at the camera.

Viktor: Much better thank you.

Jayce: Anyways, we wanted to let you know we found your first gift, and I have to say if this is how the week is going to go, I’m rather excited.

Viktor: In more ways than one.

Viktor snickers and Jayce grabs the nearest puzzle piece, tossing at him. This can be seen very shakily as Jayce jostles the phone in his hand. Laughter can be heard from both of them.

Jayce: I don’t think I need to explain how much we both enjoyed your little photo shoot, and we plan on calling you later to let you know just how much we enjoyed it.

Viktor: And do let us know if you’ve left any other surprises for us.

Jayce: We miss you, and we hope you are enjoying yourself. Tell your family we say hi.

Viktor holds the cat in his lap to join them in the frame.

Viktor: And hexcat misses you too, he talks about how much he misses you all the time.

Jayce: Talk to you later, love you!!

Viktor: Love you, darling

The video ends.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 09/12/2025

🎀 Sub Mel Week Prompts! 👑 We're thrilled to see how our princess will be delighted from February 9th-15th! 🍰💗 To maximize enjoyment, we'll be offering two sets of prompts: Sugar & Spice! We encourage mixing and matching them on each day! - xoxo 💋✨ #submelweek #melmedarda

The image depicts a graphic with pink lace, light pink sheets, and red text that lists the 'sweet' prompts for Sub Mel Week: A Submissive kink week dedicated to Mel Medarda from Arcane / League of Legends

Sweet Prompts! 🍰💗🫦

Day 1 (February 9th) | Princess Treatment: Praise Kink / Body Worship / Pillow Princess
Day 2 (February 10th) | Pretty In Pink: Cunnilnigus / Pussy Warming
Day 3 (February 11th) | Hugs & Kisses: Dry Humping / Cockwarming / Fingersucking
Day 4 (February 12th) | Leather & Lingerie: Exhibitionism / Stripping / Semi-Public
Day 5 (February 13th) | Extra Whipped Cream: Pregnancy & Breeding Kink
Day 6 (February 14th) | Happy Valentine's: Free Day!
Day 7 (February 15th) | Silk Sheets: Aftercare / Gentle Morning Sex

The image depicts a graphic with pink lace, red sheets, and pink text that lists the 'spice' prompts for Sub Mel Week: A Submissive kink week dedicated to Mel Medarda from Arcane / League of Legends

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

Q: Would Omegaverse be allowed in the event if I were to write a fic (with Mel being a sub of course)? A: Omegaverse is allowed as long as our princess is written as the omega as well. Please also keep in mind the ooc note from our mods below.

To our honorable guest,

Thank you for your kind words; it warms our hearts to know that many look forward to satisfying our princess as much as we do.

We have deemed that this 'omegaverse' is allowed as long as our princess is written as the omega as well. It might be of interest of you to know that breeding and pregnancy will be on our prompt list for voting soon. May you enjoy your stay at Hotel Mel'Amore.

Ciao! 🍑💕

ooc: One of our mods would like to mention that the short form people use for omegaverse (alpha/beta/omega with just the letters) is a slur that should be avoided. It’s more common in Australia and Canada, but the three letters together is used against aboriginal & indigenous peoples as a slur so please keep that in mind. Thank you!

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

To our honorable guests, As you book your stay at Hotel Mel'Amore, we have gotten a few questions about what is and isn't allowed the week of Valentine's. To make your visit as pleasant as possible, we'll be answering questions in the following thread. 💕

Image of a graphic with the acronym 'F.A.Q.' on white lace. There is a pink background similar to silk sheets

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 25/11/2025

🧁 Prompt Voting Now Open! 💋 The time has come for our guests to share what fun you would like to have on Valentine's! 💗 Our Princess can't wait to see your votes and suggestions so please don't disappoint her... Voting form: forms.gle/yCi8THmQyJEK... - xoxo 💌 ✨ #submelweek

The image depicts art of Mel Medarda from Arcane / League of Legends. She is nude with love letters held in her hands, close to her chest while others cover her private areas. She smiles at the view, with a tiara on her head and more letters, roses, and ribbons around her legs and feet.

The next on the image reads 'Mel'Amore: A Sub Mel Week. Vote for Sugar & Spice' to encourage participants to vote for their favorite prompts. The art and text is set against a pink, silky background reminiscent of silk sheets.

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MEL'AMORE: Sub Mel Week 🎀 @submelweek.bsky.social · 14/11/2025

🛎️ Your dear princess is coming… So don't dare leave her waiting. Ring the bell to meet her the week of Valentine's. Make sure to follow us for more sugar, spice, and everything naughty. -xoxo #submelweek 💋✨

The image shows a floral print wallpaper in a soft pink and white. In the center of the image is a frame with a button. Inside the frame, the text reads 'Press for Mel. 2/9 - 2/15' which is a teaser for the Submissive Mel Medarda Week

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