Permission to kiss you?

Husband? @goldenforge.bsky.social

Laying beneath the engine-propelled fan. It's too hot for this coming summer; end of spring.

A sleek, dark ground eye row quirked up at the mention of the exoskeleton and the portable power source. The exoskeleton could be deemed a medical advancement to help those who truly need it, and the power source would be usable on any type of power loss. " I would need to see these sketches-

“Animal? Well, that is a true conundrum you put me in, Councilor Talis.” Her fingers drummed against her arms, contemplation on her face. “Hmm....”

“Generosity? Come now, Mr. Talis, certainly you find me more kindhearted than that.” As her paces kept about the messy lab and taking not of his own personal organized mess, Mel heard the movement of the chair as her eyes blinked in utter surprise at his chivalry. Of course he would. The lady-

Seeing the newly appointed counselor enjoy her food, Mel took it upon herself to go for a stroll around his rather messy lab, with all of the mechanical feathers that obviously belong to Tocker. “Baking was one of those skills that was seen as most unbecoming of a strong Medarda. I-

“It's only four. Besides, some people seem to think that sugar boosts productivity.”

A sweet treat for @goldenforge.bsky.social

Looking at the bird, the Councilwoman offered her arm as a perch should the turquoise avian deem her safe to land. “Stealing your books; what a little scholar. A regular Socrates. He has a thirst for knowledge, admirable.”

“Well, isn't he precious! Does he have a name?”

“No harmful crewture.”

“A canvas of colors; though some colors may oppose each other and dont don't mix all too well, but when together in a similar space? They make art.” The golden fox knew how to sew her words like the art she created to being attention to his worries. “They will see the importance of what you-

“Salo throws temper tantrum like a petulant child who has had all of his toys taken away and doesn't understand the meaning that this can't be done or this isn't how things will go.” Standing up slowly and keeping his hand in her own, Mel walked the man of progress towards her current opus. -

Angelite We are in an event~💛 So S1 Mel~

Daily reminder to everyone that eating the gemstone may cause indigestion and possible organ implosion !

“More mind-numbing diplomacy. Well, I do realize that everything we do is for the city; can't there ever be a break on trying to progress on top of progress?”

“It's not all just on you, Jayce.” Eloquent as always, the Medarda knelt before the man adorned in ivory and gold and wore a confidant smile on her face. “Hextech is yours to keep stable. This is true. But as far as funding and everything else goes, you can only manage it so far. You and Viktor-

“I think...” The sound of metal against wood as her painting spatula was rested to the paiting palette. Mel stepped back from the color covered canvas as she admired and critiqued the flow of her technique. “I believe that a mother, a good mother, see the negative and positive to every choice-

Angelite Please, credit your artist Even if you use the ALT tab on the photo to do so

◇ V I K T O R◇ 1/2 Hextech Inventor • Designer Reader of Runes > Did I disappoint you? Will they still let me over > If I cross the Line?

“Need a break?” A wrly tone against the voice of the young councilwoman; her eyes darted over her shoulder with a rather intuitive smirk. “Words hardly becoming of your new position, Inventor Talis. Or should I say Councilor? Your workload will be multiplying by vast numbers soon.” As the paint-

“You know, they will start to catch on that you aren't here on business relations. And by they, I mean Viktor, @hcxtechdream.bsky.social.”

Her face was freckled with traces of gold as a reminder of the activities from the night prior. The expression on her face was that of content satisfaction, and eyes remained closed to feel the calloused fingertips and all their intimacy on her face. “Sore in a few places.”, Mel responded with a-

Slumber was a beautiful thing, seeing as the night before adored them and decorated their room with piles of clothes. Mel was in a peaceful rest with her hair freely for the readjusting one she woke; until then, she rolled into the spot of warmth that was once inhabited by her dearest Jayce. Head-

That was a fact. Piltover and Zaun will always share a distaste of certain things, Jayce being the one thing they shared. But wasn't there blame to be spread? A talk for another time. “Send a note to Isha, my love. She will know what to do. Consider her your Zaun Liaison. The little one is-

“It'll be...strange.”

“And how will you make sure they are given to the right children?” All of this? None of this could have been made possible without Isha; that little girl had such a vast and colorful heart. She wanted her home to be more like home, a dream that Mel and Jayce were invested in.-

Spare keys. Elora. Rictus. Lest. Everything is secure. The boat leaves tonight

“Aaaaand, there! #StHeartsDay sweets and treats are all complete.” And there was a brief pause. “...a simple rhyme.”

A joyful and jovial laughter passed through her lips and pearlescent teeth. Both of her ginger hands reached down to cut a feline into her arms and cradle the mechanical , although lightweight, animal with care. Hearing everything that he explained about what gave him muse to keep-

Being around animals truly did remind her of how much nature was missing from this place that they called home. But seeing that they were alive and well, even after everything gave Mel some sliver of hope that nature could be a part of the city. And that hope was magnified tenfold as their walk-

ᅠ⚘𓈒 Just saw a video of Mel's VA being surprised that the fandom sees her character as a Manipulative and albeist, and I dunno if I can sleep after that 😕

The people of both cities deserved a moment to breathe after everything that befell them, and so much loss still surrounded them. While this day was indeed a day for love, there were some who were going to find more mourning than love through the hours. Mel, though she was eager to see what her-

As the sun peeked over the horizon of Piltover, there was device between the glass window pane and curtains. Once the rays of the dawn hit it, the aforementioned curtains slowly began to reel open to the shared penthouse. A Jayce Talis creation. The room was open to the light that-

𝐈'𝐝 𝐤𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬, 𝐢𝐧 𝐚 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬. (@hcxtechdream.bsky.social)

“Everyone, enjoy. And don't worry, it's not alcohol. It's a mulled strawberry and apple cider.”

I cannot believe I am the man she's going to marry .

She singlehandedly fed half of Zaun .

Angelite The absolute tears I am shedding because of mel's VA!!! x.com/BlSCOFF/stat...

🌹. Why I enjoy writing around here, people haven't watched the show with their eyes closed. I'll always defend the girlies, you write a wonderful Mel I enjoy the Isha interactions.

Angelite The one thing that boils me down about those who hate mel is; I know what it's like to be the throwaway black girlfriend, and it's not a fun feeling. Or being told, I will never date a black woman after you. That shit leaves a scar and to see so many people who want that for her is cruel

“Aaaaand, there! #StHeartsDay sweets and treats are all complete.” And there was a brief pause. “...a simple rhyme.”

Allow her a few moments to stress out before the big day tomorrow.At least the packing's done

She's covered in flour from baking and stains from painting. No one talk to her until the 14th. She's very busy.

“ My hope is to create a giant oil pastel heart canvas that any of the couples are able to sign to remember this St. Heart's day, but I have not been able to find the color this year...”

"I wasn't aware you're twenty-five percent off." Says Mel Medarda , my fiancee .

‎ 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒎𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒇𝒕𝒆𝒓, 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒘𝒆𝒆𝒕𝒆𝒓—𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒂𝒕 𝒂 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆. ‎

“ Just the overwhelming stress of trying to create a small painting to compliment St. Hearts Day. . .”