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[meljaymicrofics]

✦💕 PROMPTS ⸻ FEBRUARY 2026!

Hello lovelies! This February is gearing up to be a month filled with love! Can you feel it in the air? Eager to join in? Here are some prompts to inspire writers and artists! You are welcome to switch any of the days with one another. We are looking forward to seeing you in the tag on February 1st!

Interested in participating? Check out the FAQ under the cut!

How does Meljay Microfics work?

We’ll release a monthly prompt list to inspire you! Each microfic must feature Mel Medarda & Jayce Talis from Arcane. Meljay can be platonic friends, lovers, enemies, or whatever dynamic you are inclined to write them in. The microfic must be Meljay-centric to be featured on this blog.

How long can the microfics be?

We invite you to write a work of fiction with a wordcount under 1k. Therefore, your work should be a standalone, meant to be read without having to read a larger work so that readers can enjoy it to the fullest.

What should the fic be about? 

Whatever you want! Canon or AU, crack or general use the prompt however you see fit. Any genre is accepted! You can combine prompts, if you’d like. How you use the prompt is up to your interpretation! Let your muse move you.

You don’t have to write for every prompt of the month. There’s no pressure here, no commitment. This is just for fun. 

There are no stipulations on ratings, just be sure to add appropriate tags & content warnings to the top of post. If there is NSFW or sensitive topics in your piece, be sure to place it under a read more.

How do I get my work featured?

If you participate, we’d love to see your work! Tag us @meljaymicrofics & tag your work with #meljaymicrofics or #onlymeljay, and we’ll reblog your fic! Be sure to include the prompt word you were inspired by within the post!

There’s also an AO3 COLLECTION that you can post your microfics to if interested.

Can I submit a prompt?

Yes! Feel free to send it in, and we’ll include it in the next month’s list if we can.

Do you allow AI works?

AI works are prohibited and will not be reblogged onto the blog or accepted within the collection. We value your creativity here.

What if I have a question/suggestion.

Feel free to drop an ask!

[tmgefan]

Can't make it without neither of you

[furioussouls]

As much as I like the jayvik ship, the way that a lot of jayvik shippers treat Mel is absolutely disgusting. The blatant misogyny and racism and „hating the female character just for getting in the way of the mlm ship“ is unfortunately a tale as old as time. Also, actively seeking out jaycemel content to spam Viktors name in the comments and make everything about jayvik is childish. A lot of you act like the mlm ship becomes less valid if jayce was genuinely in love with a woman/ interested in a woman before and that makes me (and a lot of other queer people) very uncomfortable.

Also, there’s no indicator that Piltover and Zaun are heteronormative and homophobic societies, so it’s also kinda disingenuous when you guys say that Jayce only dated Mel because of „comphet“( which is also a mainly lesbian term in the first place), and yes it’s true that not everything needs to be explicitly said in order to be applied to our real life but there’s not even the slightest bit of evidence that different sexualities are frowned upon.

(None of this is about valid criticism of Mel and her status in society. Also not if you just prefer the jayvik ship over jaymel)

[junozy]

Arcane Highschool HCs based on a random head-canon generator

JAYVIK

Viktor: (smirks)

Jayce: (panting) What are you smiling at?

Viktor: (sitting properly in a chair on the side of the court as the others do laps.) Oh, nothing.

Jayce: (raises an eyebrow)

Viktor: I just think it's funny watching all of you run back and forth and I just get to sit here.

Jayce: ...Is it worth not being able to walk?

Viktor: I think so.

CAITVI

(Whole class watching Princess and the Frog)

???: (sniffles, sobs)

Vi: Who is crying? (looks behind her)

Cait is full on sobbing, puffy eyes and a runny nose.

Cait: Turn around- Vi...(sniff)

Vi: Cupcake... It's a cartoon firefly.

Cait: Shut up, I know that- (sniff). Cait: It was just... (sob) a really nice one.

Vi: (sigh)

TIMEBOMB

(Ekko and someone having a very serious conversation)

Ekko: It'll be okay. I think if you-

Jinx: EKKO! I found someone's clothes on my chair in homeroom. I took them, and they absolutely stunk so I washed them, now I have this ugly, UGLY t-shirt with some sort of superhero on it and-

Ekko: Jinx.

Jinx: Ekkooooo?

Ekko: We're talking about something important.

Jinx: (giggles) Okaayyy? Jinx: -And it's completely ripped at the sides, but it also came with these gray washed baggy jeans so-

Ekko: ...Ugh.

MEL + JAYCE

Jayce: I'm back! (shared dorm.)

???: Meorww?

Jayce: Huh? (looks down)

A spotted black and white cat: Prrow?

Jayce: (blood runs cold)

Mel: Hi my love... This is Bedrock... (pets the cat) Mel: He's just the cutest little scoundrel, yes you are, yes you are, my little schmo-

Jayce: I. Need... To go? (swallows dryly and dashes back out the door)

Mel: Whatever...

(VERY VERY loud muffled scream.)

Mel: What?- (opens the door)

Jayce: (hyperventilating, biting nails) Hi.

Mel: Scared of cats a bit, are you?

Jayce: Maybe...

Mel: It's okay.

Jayce: (beams) You'll get rid of it?!

Mel: You'll warm up to him, big boy. (pats him on the shoulder and walks back inside)

Jayce: (whinee)

Thank you for coming to my ted talk...

[fandomsensei]

When I started watching Arcane S2, I had no worries for Caitvi ship since I knew those two were smart enough to figure things out and they'd be fine.... The other ships though.... I had no hope...like zero!

Jayce and Mel? I had almost no hope

Ekko and Jinx? No hope

Jayce and Viktor? ZERO! they're smart but also idiots!!!

And look what happened in the end!

[samfangalore]

Jayce istg if you don’t get ur ass out of that freaky ass bubble and go get your wife I’m going to lose it HELP HER

[melmedarda]

@meljaymicrofics ⸻ royalty au ⸻ wc: 540 ⸻ rated G

As an indentured servant, Jayce does not see the ruling family of Piltover often, but every glimpse of them he catches is enough to give a boy dreams. He becomes greedy for their sightings, dressed in their gold and crimson, bright like the sun, like some glittering ancient god. Forever youthful.

It is she he sees the most of. The second child of the Medarda House, honeyed and gilded. Called Mel, she is his age, and yet so vastly distant from him in deportment and station. A distant star. And then one day as she passes him in the hall, he swears she smiles at him, a slight shadow of the real thing, but a smile all the same. And Jayce has never wanted anything so desperately than to befriend the princess.

The vision of her lingers, the scent that follows her feathering across his skin and clinging to him even after she is gone. He cannot forget the gentleness of her manners, the shrewdness in the hazel of her eyes that betrays the mind behind that gaze. She is girl, she is princess, she is the makings of a ruler soon to be. There is a curiosity that settles in his bones, curious and tugging, his eyes following the princess whenever she appears.

Now, at fifteen, Jayce finds himself splitting his time between the blacksmith’s forge and the stables, while learning the art of war. He is taught to use the greatsword, how to shoot a bow, but he finds he is better at wielding a warhammer or maul. Still, he excels in them. He cannot afford to fail, not when his service counts towards a debt.

“Ye think they do not see how yer look at her, boy?" The blacksmith grunts. “Her brother will pluck ye eye out for staring the way ye do, aye, that he will.” Jayce shrugs, cannot find it in himself to care. Cannot find it in himself to look away from her.

The older Jayce becomes, the fewer and farther in between are the glimpses he catches of her. They move him from the main house and relieve him of his duty as blacksmith; though his house may be ruined, he is still a nobleman after all. No matter how disgraced. He is a page now. A knight in training.

She becomes a dream he holds deep in his heart, even deeper than the dream to see his mother, or his wish to become a huntsman like the prince, famed and known across the land for his skill with a rifle. But Jayce, young though he may be, is well aware of his place. He is the son of a baron, a baron long passed and debt laden. He is not in any place to gaze as he does, to dream as he does.

He is not of the sort to fraternize with royalty. There are those who's lot in life is to rule, and those who's it is to serve. To lead and to follow. He is meant to serve, and his longing has no place in this life.

But at night, his dreams are his own, and he falls asleep to the princess smiling at him from beneath his eyelids.

[peppermintopal]

Heimerdinger: Dammit, Jayce!

Jayce: What?! It wasn’t me!

Heimerdinger: Sorry, force of habit. Dammit, Viktor!

Viktor: Not me either.

Heimerdinger: Oh...Then who set the house on fire?

Mel: *whistles*