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separatist-apologist · 2 months

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What are your favorite monster fics? I’ve read all of yours and you have left me craving it.

You can't go wrong with any of these, and they are also my personal favorites:

On Waves of Blue by @kingofsummer93 [elucien]

Elain is bored of her mind-numbingly dull life as Princess of Mushroom Kingdom. The only excitement she's ever known is the threat of the great fire-breathing King Koopa, intent on making her his bride.

Is it so wrong, then, that she doesn't fear his return?

To Tango With The Devil by @iambutmortal [feysand]

For two years, Feyre’s been obsessed with the demon statue in the church. It haunts her dreams, even on the eve of her wedding. To bad the statue’s just as obsessed with her.

Bow Down by @shadowisles-writes [elucien]

When one of Elain's rituals releases more magic than usual, a much bigger demon than what she has ever protected herself against comes to her door. No amount of hidden traps and talismans can protect her from what he wants to take.

My Heart of Stone by @c-e-d-dreamer [nessian]

“Why do you run from me, my mate?” the gargoyle asks, tilting his head and sending his dark hair cascading over one shoulder.

Nesta feels hysterical, fear rising like bile in the back of her throat, but somehow she’s able to choke out the words, “what did you just call me?”

Howl by @iftheshoef1tz [azris]

When Azriel suspects that werewolves are behind the disappearance of his brother, he turns to the only werewolf expert he knows. Unfortunately for Azriel, Eris might be the werewolf he's been looking for.

Smite My Enemies by @abraxos-and-ataraxia [nessian]

Nesta summons a creature to obliterate her enemies, but quickly finds another use for the demon that appears.

A Woman So Heartless by @velidewrites [nessian]

When the Goddess of the Underworld grants a mortal General an extended stay in the land of the living, she doesn’t expect him to come back with another deal — one she has no idea will ruin her life forever.

Bejeweled by @thesistersarcheron [feysand]

Every court has their own Great Rite with unique, ancient traditions. The Night Court’s priestesses have played coy with Rhysand since he inherited the throne last year about what imbuing the land with his power really means; all they tell him is that he is meant to spend the night in the Night Court’s mines dripping in ceremonial jewels while everyone else gets to attend the orgy without him.

He doesn’t expect to find Feyre, a faerie made of crystal who leads him on a chase deeper and deeper into the mines as the Rite’s magic overcomes him.

Meet Me In The Woods by @paranoidbagel [feysand]

Returning to the ancient forests surrounding his ancestral home in the Scottish highlands, Rhys quickly discovers how the hunter becomes the hunted when a bloodthirsty Scottish faerie turns her ravenous sights on him.

The Music of the Night by @the-lonelybarricade [feysand]

It's Feyre's first year as an elligible maiden for the village reaping. In order to escape the chance of being chosen, Feyre rushes into a marriage with Lord Tamlin. She is terrified on her wedding night, but foruntately she is spared from consumating her marriage when she is pulled into a strange, erotic dream with an enchanting creature.

Paint It Red by @moodymelanist [nessian]

Nesta Archeron has been thirsting for revenge against Tomas Mandray since a fatal encounter in November 1940. When he suddenly reappears decades later, she finally has the perfect opportunity to make him pay for what he’s done. Her only problem? She and her friends aren’t powerful enough to take Tomas and his lackeys down on their own…

Cassian Valladares is the deadliest vampire hunter Windhaven has seen in a generation. When Nesta approaches him with a plan to kill her ex-fiancé, he’s initially hesitant – he wants nothing to do with leeches, especially one who almost got him killed. But as the bodies start piling up, Cassian and his brothers are forced to reconsider…

Will Nesta and Cassian be able to put aside their differences long enough to work together? Or will they find themselves consumed by something else entirely?

Crow Song by @damedechance [gwynriel]

Three years ago, Gwyneth Berdara became the ward of the Night Institute, a band of hunters led by Rhysand who work to rid the world of vampires. After one fateful night where Gwyn unwittingly welcomes one such creature into their home, she strikes a deal with Azriel, one that is just as likely to condemn them as it is to save them.

What The Shadows Hide by @shadowsxgwynriel [gwynriel]

When Gwyn goes out on the night of Calanmai to search for a missing priestess, she’ll soon find out that something lurks in the shadows...

#one of these days ill compile a complete list by ship #but for now this will have to do #i know im missing more but my brain is empty #feysand #nessian #elucien #gwynriel #azris #make sure you check the tags!!!

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acotargiftexchange · 6 months

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AO3 Collection ・Guidelines ・ Event Masterlist

Elucien Art by @laxibbeb for @iambutmortal

Elucien Art by @stickyelectrons for @thelovelymadone

Postcards from Prythian by @octobers-veryown for @laxibbeb

Elucien Fanart by @corcracrow for @octobersveryown

Don't Look Back by @velidewrites for @rainbowdolphinrealm

the thin lines of hate and love by @thelovelymadone for @elliemarchetti

Enchanted to Meet You by @elliemarchetti for @corcracrow

This Is the Part You Get Left Behind by @iambutmortal and @velidewrites for @vulpes-fennec

A Return to Autumn's Roots by @vulpes-fennec for @sunbrightheart

Once Cursed, Twice Shy by @kingofsummer93 for @velidewrites

Gone Sugaring by @wilde-knight for @yanny-77

A Lost Princess of Sunlight by @separatist-apologist for @writtenonreceipts

We Could Follow The Sparks by @yanny-77 for @azrielshadowssing

Innocent by @azrielshadowssing for @kingofsummer93

We're All Waiting On A Dream by @writtenonreceipts for @howlingcaptaincommando

My True Love Gave to Me... by @howlingcaptaincommando for @wilde-knight

Watch Me Burn by @iambutmortal for @labellefleur-sauvage

Tempests and Urges by @labellefleur-sauvage for @stickyelectrons

Burnished Gold by @wilde-knight for @separatist-apologist

Get In The Water by @velidewrites for @areyoudreaminof

Your Taste Forever On My Tongue by @talons-and-teeth for @makememakesense

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acourtofkindness · 6 months

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shadowisles-writes · 6 months

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Innocent (Part 1) [Elucien]

A/N: Here is the first part of my gift to @kingofsummer93 for the ACOTAR gift exchange <3 A big thank you to everyone behind @acotargiftexchange, this is always one of the loveliest events of the year!

Summary: Lucien had always thought his life would be normal—or as normal as it could be growing up in a werewolf hunting family. All it took was one full moon for the truth to unravel in front of him and force him to make hard decisions. His fate was forever changed, and no amount of trying running from it could prevent it from catching up to him.

Huge thanks to @rosanna-writer for the beta <3

Read on AO3

And here I sit alone behind walls of regret Falling down like promises that I never kept - Castles Crumbling, Taylor Swift ft. Hayley Williams

6 years ago - Elain

Elain ran through the field with a shriek. The teenage boy with shoulder-length red hair chased after her, laughing as his longer legs easily caught up with her. His arms wrapped around her and Elain stumbled, unable to slow to a stop. The weight of his body and his own speed drove her off balance, and they collapsed in the grass together.

“You’re going to ruin my skirt again, Lucien.” Elain tried to check her cheerleading uniform for grass stains, but his body on hers covered most of it.

“It’s already too late for this one.” He gave a half apologetic shrug, knowing that she had an immaculate outfit to perform in folded in her closet.

Elain squirmed to look at the short skirt. “Where?”

“Right here,” Lucien grabbed her ass over the fabric and grinned.

“You’re impossible.” She tried to sound stern, but the way she tilted her head up to kiss him gave her away.

Lucien smiled against her lips, then quickly pushed himself to his feet and held his hands out to her. “Come on,” he lifted her until she stood. “I should drive you home.”

“Already?” Elain looked over to the almost empty parking lot. They had stayed long after practice ended, but it didn’t feel like enough time.

“Gotta stay in your dad’s good graces.” He squeezed her hand and led the way back to the locker rooms so that she could pick up her bag.

Elain knew that sulking wouldn’t help, but she was quiet all the way home. It had been four months, and Lucien still wasn’t allowed into her house apart from the occasional dinner. She followed her family to church every Sunday and endured the talks of abstinence and marriage, as if she would even get the opportunity to be alone with Lucien.

All he had ever done was kiss her. Hands wandered over clothes sometimes, but the only time they ever got to be together was the hour they stole after school and practice ended. Often enough, Elain’s father showed up after practice to pick her up and interrupted them, though he’d only ever found them sitting on the bleachers holding hands and talking.

Lucien wouldn’t take any chances and risk her family forbidding her from seeing him, but Elain’s patience was wearing thin. Nesta, of course, was always proper and only seen talking to the boys their grandmother thought would be a good match for her. No one cared enough about Elain to find her a match until Nesta was taken care of, so she was unfairly sheltered instead while Feyre ran wild, too young and headstrong for anyone to bother with her.

“Come on El, it’s not that bad.” Lucien placed his hand on her thigh as he drove.

“Aren’t you sick of it?” She traced the veins on the back of his hand and studied his profile.

“It’s not ideal,” he conceded. “But as long as I get to see you, I’m happy.”

“Don’t you ever get angry?” Elain asked, because she did. She got angry at the world for keeping him from her, for telling her that she was only a child and didn’t know what was good for her when her heart told her Lucien was the one she needed by her side.

“What’s the point?” Lucien glanced over at her and flipped his hand to lace his fingers with hers. “Of course I wish we could have more freedom, but I don’t see another way at the moment.”

“We have a year and half of this ahead of us,” Elain sighed. “I just… I don’t want you to lose your patience.”

“I won’t, never when it comes to you.” He kissed the back of her hand. “I promise.”

Dinner was quiet that evening, as it always was. Elain’s grandmother and her father were the only people who ever really talked. The three girls had been raised to know that children didn’t speak at the dinner table, and as they had gotten older the rule had never truly been lifted. Elain never had much to say to her family anyway, only answering questions when she was spoken to.

It was typically uneventful until her father had to leave the dinner table to answer the phone. The conversation was short and impossible to overhear, and Elain didn’t think any of it would matter until he sat back at the head of the table.

“Who was it?” Feyre asked.

“Beron Vanserra.”

Elain’s heart skipped a beat as she looked up from her dinner. The way her father was looking back at her did nothing to reassure her. Beron never called.

She was just about to ask about the reason when her grandmother stepped in. “We haven’t seen a werewolf in this town in twenty years. What would be important enough for him to interrupt dinner?”

Everyone knew werewolves were the most unpredictable creatures. Elain hadn’t heard of one anywhere near this town in her lifetime, and she could only pray it wasn’t about to change. Some towns were riddled with them, but hunting families like the Vanserras had cleared many areas for humans to safely live in.

Beron Vanserra and his oldest sons were some of the rare people who lived after facing down one of those creatures on a full moon. Lucien talked about it, sometimes, though he still had a few years before he would be forced to follow in his family’s tracks.

“It wasn’t about hunting. Lucien was in a car accident, he knows he picks up Elain for school,” he explained before adding, “You can take the bus tomorrow.”

Elain nearly dropped her fork. She couldn’t have cared less about school or the bus as she quickly asked, “What happened? Is he going to be alright?”

“I assume he’s going to be in the hospital for a few days at least.” Her father reached for the spoon in the middle of the table and helped himself to more potatoes.

“Well,” her grandmother scoffed. “Good thing Elain won’t be getting in that boy’s car again.”

“I’m sure it wasn’t his fault,” she protested, unable to even look at her food anymore. “Can I call them back after dinner? Just to know if he’s alright?”

“His brothers will be at school tomorrow.”

“Daddy-” Elain began to argue, but Nesta interrupted her.

“I have my final project with Eris due tomorrow,” she said. “I was going to have to call to talk over a detail of the conclusion. I’ll ask about Lucien.”

Lucien

Everything had happened too fast for him to remember. One moment, Lucien was driving; the next, he was in a hospital bed. He tried to move his shoulder and immediately groaned from the pain that shot through his articulation. His arm was partly immobilized by a splint, and he could only wish they had put it on tighter as he breathed through gritted teeth. The room was entirely white, and the steady beeping by his head was enough of a clue for him to know where he was.

“Oh sweetheart, you’re awake.” Lucien’s mother quickly noticed his eyes were open and reached for his hand. His eyes followed her touch, noticing the IV in his arm and the plastic covering one of his fingers.

At least that arm wasn’t injured, he realized after carefully moving his shoulder to check. “What happened?” He croaked before clearing his throat.

“You had a car accident,” she explained and handed him a glass of water. “Beron is outside, he’s on the phone with the insurance company,”

Lucien wouldn’t be surprised if his father never came into the room. He didn’t expect him to care beyond the cost of car repairs. Beron hadn’t spent time with him in years, always too busy traveling to nearby towns with other werewolf hunters to care about his youngest son.

“I don’t remember it,” Lucien said about the accident. “Was anyone else injured?”

“No, you only hit a tree.”

“Okay,” he breathed out, at least relieved that no one else had been hurt. “Did I hit my head or something?” It certainly didn’t hurt now, but maybe that was what affected his memory. “I just don’t remember anything happening in the car.”

“I-”

“I see you’re awake,” a nurse walked into the room and interrupted before Lucien’s mother could start her explanation. “How are you feeling?”

“Fine, I think,” Lucien diverted his attention to answer more questions.

Something was clearly going on with his mother, but she didn’t speak with the nurse in the room. After several questions and a promise to have a doctor check on him soon, the nurse left them alone again.

Lucien’s mother didn’t meet his eyes until she was sitting beside him again. Even then, it was hardly more than a glance at him. The tight bun that usually held her bright red hair had fallen loose, and her light brown eyes were rimmed with red.

Lucien didn’t remember the last time he had seen her so distressed. She was always put together at home, even in the worst of circumstances she could hold her head up and pretend everything was fine. Three of his brothers had been in accidents that sent them to the hospital before, yet she had never looked this pale waiting in their hospital rooms.

“Are you sure you’re feeling alright?” She fussed with the edge of his bedsheet.

“I’m fine. What were you going to say?”

“There are a lot of things I need to explain to you.”

“Just tell me what happened.” Lucien frowned, her reluctance to say anything only making his worry increase.

She kept staring at the bedsheet for a moment, then met his eyes, took a deep breath, and finally began to explain. “There’s something you need to know about your father.”

“What about Beron?” Lucien couldn’t fathom what that would have to do with his accident. Could he be cheating on his mother? Probably, he was a piece of shit and always traveling, but there was no reason to tell him that now.

“I’m not talking about Beron.”

“What?”

“Let me explain.” She rested her hand on his. “I should have told you this a long time ago, but Beron isn’t your biological father. Many years ago, before I was married to Beron, I met someone. My family wouldn’t have approved, for a million reasons, but we remained in contact through the years, and that man is your real father.”

“How the hell-” The heart monitor beeped faster as he processed the words. “How could you not tell me?” He pushed on his good arm to sit up, betrayal written all over his face.

“Lucien, please—” His mother glanced to the corridor to check no one would come in. “He’s a werewolf.”

Lucien laid back into the bed with wide eyes. He had grown up with Beron’s stories of the creatures, and it was expected he would learn how to hunt them too sooner or later. Every story he had ever heard depicted them as monsters, not people.

They were wild, they did not have feelings, they only killed. It was what he had been taught from the youngest age, it was impossible that his mother could have associated with one, or that he could be one of them.

“I’m so sorry, Lucien. I’ll tell you all you need to know now.” She blinked several times to clear the tears from her eyes. “Last night was a full moon, and you’re old enough that the symptoms are beginning to manifest. That’s what caused your accident.”

“How could you not tell me?” He repeated himself, still too shocked to say anything else.

It was impossible. It was going to destroy his life.

“I thought that because I was human there might be a chance you could escape it.”

“Escape it—they’re going to kill me.”

“Of course they won’t.” More tears rolled down her cheeks.“Your father, Helion, lives far away from here, I called him after your accident. You’ll live with him and learn how to protect yourself, there’s a place for you at the high school so you can still graduate and— I’m sorry, Lucien. I truly am.”

Lucien’s mind immediately went to Elain. How could he explain himself? She would be terrified, she would hate him before he had a chance to give her an explanation. “I can’t just leave, Elain-”

“Can’t find out.” His mother interrupted vehemently. “It would put you both in danger.”

“I can’t just leave her like that,” he protested, but his thoughts were too frantic for him to figure out what he could possibly say to her either.

“You have to, or you’ll hurt her. Full moons will make you uncontrollable, and you won’t be able to keep it secret. Beron will kill us both, and Elain will be caught in the middle of it.”

Lucien quieted at that and brought his hand up to cover his face. He couldn’t think—could hardly breathe from too much information yet not enough for him to understand it all.

It took most of the day for him to calm down. His mother stayed beside him the entire time, answering every question he had and apologizing so many times he didn’t have it in him to remain angry at her. Beron had always been a horrible husband and father; there was no love lost between them,and he couldn’t really blame his mother for loving someone else.

It would take more than apologies to fix the broken trust between them, but there was no time for Lucien to sulk or reject her when listening was the only way they would both survive. The hardest part was hearing that werewolves weren’t monsters. Lucien didn’t believe he was a monster himself, but would these symptoms eventually make him into one? If werewolves could hide among humans, maybe even fall in love with them, why had Beron lied all of these years?

“Lucien, you need to know-”

“Stop.” He interrupted before she could start another one of her apologies. “I need… I don’t fucking know what I need, but just stop right now.”

“If I could keep you here with me I would,” she whispered anyway “but when lives are at stake-”

“I know they are!” Lucien’s voice rose with anger. “You think I don’t realize what a mess this is? And Elain…”

Lucien sank his teeth into his cheek until he could taste blood. She was too smart for him to just break up with her without an excuse, and it was only a matter of time until she showed up at the hospital. Even with her father opposing her, she was a caretaker, and she would always find a way to be there for the people she loved.

The only way for Lucien to keep her safe would be to make sure he wasn’t one of these people anymore.

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acourtofthought · 7 months

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Who are some of your favorite Elucien blogs? Preferably ones that don’t interact with E/riels since I don’t want to see their crap.

There are so many wonderful Elucien supporters out there though many I'd designate as Pro Elucien along with Pro Gwynriel / Pro Feysand and / or Pro IC blogs (though not everyone is all those things, there's just some that are more than just Elucien blogs).

To name just a few:

@acourtdelaluna @mogitz @foreverinelysian @velidewrites @fieldofdaisiies @aldbooks @helion-ism @amandapearls @bookofmirth @lucienarcheron @treadsuren @starsreminisce @bbcstarlight25 @cursebrkr @dimalry for amazing fanart, @luciensdefenseattorney @exinewine @foxybananaaaz @fiercehildr @iheartfjords @krem-does-stuff @kingofsummer93 @areyoudreaminof @lidiacervos @my-inner-crisis @reveriestarsstuff @sydneymack @venusin-aries @yazthebookish @lovely-starfall

And if Lucien is your favorite MMC of the series and you're not as much a fan of the IC in general you'll find @lorcanisdabest and @kateduchessofdolittle in that fan club with you!

This is such a short list and I'm sorry I wasn't able to add everyone that deserves to be on it but I've run out of time and need to wait for the arrival of the school bus! 😂

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ofduskanddreams · 1 year

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𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭, 𝐁𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞

an Elucien Regency/Fantasy AU

◆ three chapters, 7.4k words total, rated: M

Summary:

An upstanding young woman from a disgraced family, Elain Archeron takes a position as a governess to avoid an unwelcome arranged marriage. She didn't know what to expect when she arrived at the Forest House but finds herself enchanted by both her pupil Charlotte Vanserra, the only child of Duke Eris Vanserra, and Charlotte's grandmother Serafina, the Dowager Duchess. Just as Elain begins to feel like she has a place in the world, everything changes.

Every summer, Lord Lucien Vanserra and his brothers return to their childhood home for holiday. You would not believe his surprise when he arrived early and found Elain Archeron, the girl he'd loved for half of his life, sitting in his chair at the breakfast table. When Lucien finally works up the nerve to speak to her again, a dangerous situation arises that binds the two in ways neither of them anticipated.

I wrote this for Elucien Week last year and forgot it existed on the internet until tonight so here, enjoy it just like I did! READ IT HERE.

tagging (a guesstimate so forgive me if you didn't want to be here or you did and are not): @ablogofbipanic @panicatthenightcourt @areyoudreaminof @kingofsummer93 @separatist-apologist @spell-cleavers @octobers-veryown @velidewrites @krem-does-stuff @moonpatroclus @vulpes-fennec

#elucien fanfic #elucien #elain x lucien #lucien x elain #elain archeron #lucien vanserra #elain acotar #lucien acotar #acotar fanfiction #acotar fanfic #elucienweek2022 #maybe the next part for this year? we'll see

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elucienweekofficial · 11 months

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AO3 Collection・Instagram・Twitter・Masterlist

Thank you so much to everyone who participated in Elucien Week 2023! We are so grateful to everyone who took the time to create content and engage with the week!

We'll be keeping an eye on any stragglers in the tags and updating the masterlists accordingly. Also stay tuned for one final surprise from the moderators before we finish out the week officially 👀

📝Fics:

Lead Me Into the Light by @velidewrites

A Blaze in the Dark by @the-lonelybarricade

Meet Me at Midnight by @starfall-spirit

Ars Amatoria by @fieldofdaisiies

DILF Daydreamin' by @labellefleur-sauvage

Elucien hate sex by @darklove9314-blog

I'll Take You To The Boba Shop by @areyoudreaminof

I Was Enchanted To Meet You by @c-e-d-dreamer

The Fire Won't Burn Me by @separatist-apologist

I can't face reinvention (I haven't met the new me yet) by @midnightmasterpiece

Weightless by @asnowfern

put your lips close to mine (as long as they don't touch) by @belabellissima

Both Forever and Rather Die by @foundress0fnothing

Love on Water Lillies by @vulpes-fennec

The Fox in the Garden by @writtenonreceipts

Across the Stars by @velidewrites

The Highland Fox and The English Rose by @labellefleur-sauvage

lost in your current (like a priceless wine) by @a-novel-blog

Modern AU Spicy Prompt Fill by @aldbooks

Frost and Fire by @aldbooks

🎨Art:

Flyboy Lucien and Naboo Senator Elain by @stickyelectrons

"Oh~there you are...♡" by @witchlingsandwyverns

Elucien embracing by @fieldofdaisiies

Elucien sleeping beauty AU by @devilsnightz

fluff!Elucien by @brielyasmin

The Boba Shop AU - comissioned by @separatist-apologist from artist @zolyna_

The Great Elucien - comissioned by @iambutmortal from artist @/vinc_ry

Las Vegas Wedding AU by @cursebrkr

Elain and Lucien | Outlander Inspired - comissioned by @acourtdelaluna from artist @/artcraawl

Modern Rio de Janeiro and Cyberpunk São Paulo by @westrangecollectionkoalaposts

Domestic Elucien sketch by @corcracrow

Anakin and Padme Elucien by @wittyrejoinder

Elucien secret garden vibes by @dopeartisanprincess

sleepy by @laxibbeb

Elain Archeron and Lucien Vanserra by @afoliveira

Furry AU by @mei_lfong

Elucien WIP by @mossytrashcan

Sith Elain and Jedi Lucien - comissioned by @separatist-apologist and @the-lonelybarricade from @witchlingsandwyverns

Elucien 80s fashion - commissioned by @sanktadu and artist @lib-arts

Lucien VanBowser and Princess Elain - comissioned by @kingofsummer93 from artist @carasalexandra

Golden Hour - comissioned by @foreverinelysian from artist @tropicoola

🎶Misc:

ELAIN & LUCIEN: MODERN AU moodboard by @octobers-veryown

Court of Ties and Destinies tiktok in English and in Portuguese by @lloorryy

Her Burning Light moodboard and drabble by @sunshinebingo

Reasons why Elucien is happening by @elucienhasmywholeheart

Elucien quotes: 1, 2, 3, and 4 by @ofduskanddreams

If we missed one of your contributions, kindly reach out to one of our event runners!

🎨: mallorydraws

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areyoudreaminof · 10 months

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Danse Macabre

Finally, it's here!

Vassa and Jurian find themselves at a standstill. Scythia has been overtaken by the remaining mortal queens, and contact has been lost with her remaining allies. In a last effort to gain human support in Prythian, Jurian and Vassa find themselves at a ball, hoping to make alliances before the death god comes knocking on their door.

This is a companion piece to my Elucien story, Hover Corte. I do suggest reading that first, as it is referenced throughout.

The wonderful @mossytrashcan created this piece of Jurian and Vassa for this fic, back when I published Hover Corte. It is so incredible, and I cried when I saw it. Thank you, Sage. ❤️‍🔥

Jurian swayed in the carriage, feeling every single bump and groove in the cobbled road. He gripped his knees, hoping it would steady him. It didn’t. Vassa sat across from him. Her small fists curled in her lap as she stared out the window. Her hair looked like a flame against her dark skin, and her eyes bluer against the dress she wore. A gown she had made with her own hands. The humans of Scythia were known for their weaving, even back then. He remembered. Gold threads created waves of grass and horses that darted across the hem. Elain mentioned Vassa had worked on it for weeks.

He tipped his head back against the fabric seat and closed his eyes, but the swaying seemed to get worse. He leaned forward, resting his forearms across his legs and hung his head between them. The metal wheels creaked violently as they turned another corner.

“I hate carriages.” Vassa said.

Jurian looked up, surprised she had spoken. Neither of them wanted to be here, in this carriage. They would have rather been at home, meddling and matchmaking. But they had received word that the mortal queens had conquered Scythia, sacking, and colonizing that vast empire. Beron was too quiet, and Lucien believed a coup would be imminent. Vassa’s time was running out, they had less than a year left if Elain’s estimation was correct. Vassa needed support to retake her homeland. If Beron managed to crown himself High King, the mortal lands of Prythian would be split among the remaining queens. So Vassa and Jurian now found themselves dressed like clowns to dance and galivant with nobility and beg for what they could get. The humans of Prythian had tolerated Jurian when Hybern invaded. However, the settling dust only caused more chaos. The merchants looted the vulnerable ports along the continent, while the sniveling nobles had attempted to crown Jurian as a puppet king. Jurian did not want to be a king. He had enough of fucking kings.

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corcracrow · 7 months

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Somewhere, Across the Sea

Prologue:

A Party and a Privateer

taglist: @dreamlandreader @kingofsummer93 @leatherandtea @popjunkie42-blog @sanfangirl @shadowriel @sunbrightheart @sunshinebingo @tuzna-pesma-snova @visd3stele

(let me know if you’d like to be added or removed!)

(title from Across the Sea by Cody Simpson)

Elain woke to the canvas she'd been using as a blanket being pulled away. Blearily, she snatched at it. Then she froze. She'd clearly been discovered, and it seemed the best thing for it now was to attempt to regain her composure and think of some sort of explanation.

She lifted her mussed head from the deck, just in time to see a beautiful pair of leather boots come to a halt right before her nose.

"Well, well, well," a lilting, male voice said. "What have we here? A stowaway?"

~3 days prior~

Elain:

Elain Archeron was a proper lady, thank you very much. And not a proper lady as in the merchant’s wife, who dressed in garish clothing and liked to jingle her jewellery, but a proper lady as in a literal lady; daughter of the captain of the island’s fleet.

And she was certainly a proper lady, as in, beautiful and poised, unlikely to lose her head or her heart in the unsteady business of falling in love— and certainly not with a sailor, only to have him sail off and drown.

No, Elain was a dutiful, diligent, and dignified young woman, of high status and higher standards; calm, cool, and collected.

Or so she thought.

“Marianne,” Elain huffed, “is there any possible way you could starch the white muslin before we go? I can’t wear the pink again, it’s far too flirtatious.”

“I’ll do my best, my lady,” Marianne flounced a curtsy and bounced out of the room, Elain’s white muslin dress in her arms.

Elain heaved a sigh of relief and slumped back against her vanity chair. She didn’t really need the white muslin; it was too innocent and prim for its intended purpose. But she could do with a little peace and quiet.

All morning, she had been surrounded by maids and friends, fussing and preening over her in anticipation of tonight’s festivities.

It was to be a party, thrown by Elain’s father, Lord Archeron, in honour of the start of the summer season.

It was also meant to be the setting for Elain’s engagement.

The Lady Elain Archeron and Lord Graysen Nolan had been courting for a year now, and it was high time they made their engagement official. They were such a lovely and intelligent couple, and such a smart match. Elain, destined to be a wealthy heiress, was in need of a husband, and the Lord Graysen, about to take over his father’s shipping company, was in need of a wife. He had quickly decided that the lovely, warm Elain Archeron was the best candidate for such a position.

“And I’m sure her fortune doesn’t hurt, either!” Elain had heard the maids whisper.

She hadn’t concerned herself with that, however. Graysen was handsome, polite, and of good standing. Elain had been quite taken with him at the start, and she wasn’t about to let some whispered criticisms disrupt her carefully laid plans. She would gain a good position as a businessman’s wife, and he would gain her. It seemed quite a fair trade, by Elain’s reckoning.

But Elain was doing her best to savour her final day of freedom. Not that marrying Graysen would be stifling, of course, but– she felt a need for fresh air.

Elain opened her balcony doors and stepped into the cool sea breeze. The heat of the day hadn’t yet hit, and the air grazed her flushed cheeks as she gazed down at the tiny sailors, crawling about on the ships at port. Elain longed to see the sea. Perhaps one day, when Graysen’s business took him off to neighbouring countries, she could join him, dazzling foreign dignitaries and visiting the fabled Crysthall Gardens. The fact that Graysen’s mother never travelled didn’t bother her. After all, her frail nature was known throughout the island, and–

“My lady!”

Elain’s thoughts were rudely interrupted as Marianne burst through her door, cheeks flushed from running. Damn. Elain was hoping the starching would take her a bit longer than this.

“My lady!” Marianne repeated, tearing through Elain’s room to her balcony, the clearly forgotten muslin flying from her arms. “You’ll never guess who appeared in port!”

“Do calm down, Marianne,” Elain said in frustration. “You’ll wrinkle that muslin further.”

“Sorry, my lady. But look, down in berth 15.”

Elain leaned forward over the railing, and scanned down the harbour past her father’s ships to berth 15. She sighed as she made out the familiar flag of an empty eyed fox mask.

“Hm.” Elain tried to sound unaffected. “So, that Pirate is back.”

Marianne gave a half sigh, half squeal, before straightening, eyes bright. “Do you think he’ll be at your engagement party tonight, milady?”

“Oh, Mother, I hope not. If I know anything about that man, he’ll find a way to ruin everything.”

In truth, Elain did not know much about the man at all. She’d seen the maids crowding about the windows when he passed and had once or twice peered through her own curtains, hoping to catch a glimpse of the flaming red hair of the reputed flirt. She’d heard other captains mention him, some with jealousy, some with respect, and a few with open disgust. And she’d certainly heard his name mixed up in quite a few scandals, though it was difficult to get anything resembling sense out of Marianne when it came to such things.

It was always difficult to get a solid sense of knowledge when it came to a captain’s reputation.

Yet Elain certainly got the sense (in the one or two times a year his ship stopped at the Island) that he was every bit the swashbuckling, cunning, and rakish rogue she’d heard of. Exactly the kind of person she loathed.

They were quite alright for romance books, or princess stories, but Elain knew not to get mixed up with that sort of person. Privateers in particular were, as her father put it, “licensed pirates.” They had a bit of allure, perhaps, or a breath of the sea about them, but they were a shortcut to trouble. No, much better were high-ranking merchants, or even foreign princes. Sweet and sincere, with little drama and plenty of romance. Someone like Graysen.

“Come away from there, Marianne.” Elain knew she sounded curt. A girl had a right to be a bit curt on the day of her engagement. “If we don’t get my hair finished now, it will never be done.”

Marianne cast a regretful glance down to the ships, and went to fetch the diamond pins.

#elucien #lucien vanserra #elain archeron #elucien fic #somewhere across the sea #elucien privateer au #hehe enjoy #constructive critism welcome

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fieldofdaisiies · 1 year

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two month story wrap up and shout-out, canon + x-Reader stories

I haven't read many stories in the past months, but I managed to catch up with some. so here we go, a little shout out to amazing creators and my absolute favourite stories I have read lately.

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The Asking Prize - by @the-lonelybarricade (Azris)

Elucien Drabble - by @asnowfern

The Writings on the Wall - by @asnowfern (Nessian)

Effervescence - by @asnowfern (Elucien)

Prythian’s Fantasia - by @vulpes-fennec (Acotar AU)

Throne Room Shenanigans - by @vulpes-fennec (Jassa)

Until Your Last Breath - by @moonlightazriel (Azriel x Reader)

Run Away - by @moonlightazriel (Eris x Reader)

Leave Before You Love Me - by @velidewrites (Elucien)

I Was Never There - by @velidewrites (Bone Carver)

Sleep - by @velidewrites (Elucien)

One Hundred - by @velidewrites (Elucien)

Where Have the Bubbles Gone - by @kingofsummer93 (Elucien)

Into the Water - by @kingofsummer93 (Elucien)

Ex Luna Scientia - by @kingofsummer93 (Elucien)

All of the Girls You Loved Before - by @separatist-apologist (Elucien)

What a Time to Be Alive - by @separatist-apologist (Elucien)

New Beginnings (-part 4) - by @cosmic-whispers (Azriel x Reader)

On My Mind in My Heart - by @darling-archeron (Elucien)

The Sins that Blind Us - by @honeybeefae (Eris x Reader)

You’d Marry Me If I Asked, Right? -by @isterofimias (Nessian)

On the Line - by @moodymelanist (Nessian)

All You Knead Is Love - by @moodymelanist (Nessian)

The Hit - by @headcanonheadcase (Nessian)

Helion x LoA Drabble - by @ofduskanddreams

Game Night - by @areyoudreaminof (Elucien/Band of Exiles; sorry, I knew I forgot sth.)

the ACOTAR writing circle organised by @azrielshadowssing

and lastly an absolutely fantastic painting of Elucien - by @krem-does-stuff

#daisiies recommendations📖#elucien #eris x reader #acotar #acosf

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velidewrites · 11 months

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To get back what the Cauldron has taken from her, Elain Archeron makes a deal with Prythian’s most dangerous enemy.

Now, a servant of a cruel Death God, Elain must make sure her efforts are not discovered—especially not by someone tied to her darkening heart by a golden thread.

Someone like her mate.

Notes: My humble offering for @elucienweekofficial. This fic is a post-ACOSF story — and very close to my heart as it’s based on the very first one-shot I’ve ever written.

Tags: Post-ACOSF, Canon Compliant, NSFW

Read on AO3

Chapter 1 - They Don’t Understand You

Chapter 2 - Could You Be The Devil?

Chapter 3 - You’re Not Like The Others

Chapter 4 - Fill Me With Your Poison

Chapter 5 - Leave My Body Glowing

Chapter 6 - You Open My Eyes

Chapter 7 - I’m Ready To Go

Elucien Week Taglist (let me know if you'd like to be added!): @areyoudreaminof @fieldofdaisiies @kingofsummer93 @witchlingsandwyverns @gracie-rosee @stickyelectrons @selesera @sv0430 @capbuckyfalcon @betterthaneveryword @tasha2627

#'velide are all of these titles lyrics to katy perry's ET?' you ask #'gosh that's SUCH a good question' i say then disappear into the void #elucienweek2023 #elucien #pro elucien #elain x lucien #elain archeron #elain acotar #lucien vanserra #lucien acotar #elucien fic #elucien fanfic #elucien fanfiction #acotar fanfic #acotar #a court of thorns and roses #my writing

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sunshinebingo · 1 year

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Sunny one so true, I love you

Ship: Elucien

Word Count: 2k

Warnings: NSFW

Read on Ao3 here

Part 3 of the fic written for Acotar Writing Circle. Thank you again @azrielshadowssing for organising this. It was really fun and I am so glad to be a part of it.

Check out Part 1 of this elucien fic by @fieldofdaisiies and Part 2 by @kingofsummer93. I absolutely love their part and i hope that my contribution to this lives up to theirs. Also check the Acotar Writing Circle Masterlist for more amazing fics by incredible writers.

Enjoy!!

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Elain stared up at Lucien. She had expected him to react like the bad boy he claimed he was; smug about finally getting a way to her panties, or dental floss as he had called her pink thong. But instead he seemed shocked at her positive response. Elain found it adorable that beneath his confident demeanour, he still had a little doubt about her response. But adorable was not what she was seeking right now.

‘’So,’’ Elain raised her eyebrows at him, ‘’are you about to show me if you are a nice guy?’’

Lucien’s smirk returned then. And if she was not already completely gone for him, that smirk would surely have done the trick. Elain lifted her ass a bit. She desperately needed to be closer to him.

‘’Are you getting impatient Sunny?’’ Lucien moved his hand up her bare legs, causing the heat in her core to build up.

‘’What happened to Thunder?’’ she asked breathlessly. She tried to close the distance between their lips but Lucien slightly pulled back. He looked so smug when he stared at her lip that she started to bite it in frustration.

Damn him and his teasing and his hand that was getting so close to where she wanted him to be.

‘’Sunny suits you best,’’ he said, ‘’because you light up my world by just existing.’’

Elain snickered. ‘’That was so corny.’’

‘’You like it,’’ Lucien wiggled his eyebrows.

Elain wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him closer. A tingling sensation went through her body when their lips brushed. But Lucien was not done teasing her. Even when Elain was feeling the tension in his body.

‘’Admit it first,’’ he said against her lips. He was holding himself back and Elain hoped that he would fuck the life out of her once he was done playing games.

‘’Okay fine,’’ she rolled her eyes, ‘’I love it. Happy?’’ Lucien’s smile was so bright that she instantly forgave him for the teasing. But Elain wanted to return to favour. There was no reason for her to be the only one aching for him.

‘’Now,’’ she started to glide a hand down his chest, ‘’are you going to show me if you are a nice guy or not?’’

Her pussy throbbed at the feel of his hard muscles beneath her fingers. Lucien closed his eyes and pressed his forehead against hers when her hand went even lower. She slowly started to tug on the string of his sweatpants. He gripped her leg tighter while his other slipped under her t-shirt to grab her small breast.

‘’I knew that you are not the good girl you pretend to be Sunny.’’

‘’I can be anything for you Lucien,’’ she said as she spread her legs wider. He took the invitation and moved his hand there. When his thumb grazed her bare centre and he felt how wet she was, Lucien’s control finally snapped.

‘’Fuck,’’ he muttered and claimed her mouth in a hard kiss.

Elain moaned at the first contact that their tongues made. She pushed herself closer against him and Lucien did not hesitate before he started rubbing his fingers on her pussy. She pushed his sweatpants down and – gods – he was big. And he felt so good in her small hands.

Elain started pumping his cock in her hands. Lucien gasped and inserted a finger inside her. She threw her head back on the couch, giving him access to her neck. Lucien moved his finger in and out of as his lips lowered on her neck. He bit her and soothed the sting with his tongue and lips.

He dipped another finger inside her and Elain moaned at how much he was stretching her just like this. Lucien started to slowly thrust in her hand when she gripped him harder. She was so close that her moans turned louder. The pace of his fingers inside her increased. The feeling hit her so hard that she forgot everything but Lucien’s name as she came.

For a moment she felt like she was about to black out. But then she opened her eyes to find Lucien smirking at her.

‘’That’s my girl,’’ he said and sucked his fingers until they came out clean.

Elain was still breathing unevenly but she released her hold on his cock and pulled him down for a kiss. The taste of her on his tongue made the heat inside her rise again. Without breaking the kiss, Elain placed a hand on Lucien’s chest and started to push him back. They both moved until Lucien was fully seated on the couch.

They broke apart so they could get rid of their clothes to toss them across the room. When Elain straddled him, she took the time to admire his glorious body. Her eyes trailed from his beautiful face to his strong arms and his sculpted abs. Her mouth watered at the sight of his cock, big and hard and almost throbbing for her.

Lucien placed a finger beneath her chin, lifting her face until she could look into his russet eyes. ‘’We’ll have plenty of time to experiment Sunny,’’ his deep voice reverberated through her, ‘’right now I want to be buried deep inside you.’’

Elain crashed her lips on him. Lucien grabbed her by the ass and pulled her closer. She felt his cock pushing at her entrance a second later. He swore as Elain lowered herself on him. She plunged her fingers in his hair, pulled at his roots and started riding him. His fingers had felt good. But the feel of his thick cock deep inside her was something that could not be compared to anything that Elain had known before.

This could not be called love-making. It was a frantic fucking after both of them had been holding back for so long.It was a result of all the time spent pining after the other topped with the frequent teasing and flirting.

Lucien lowered his head and started sucking on her nipples. He took the other one between his fingers and pinched. Elain pulled harder on his hair, loosening them from the messy bun that they were in. The pressure inside was becoming so intense that Elain buried her face in his shoulder. Lucien could feel how close she was. ‘’Come for me Sunny,’’ he whispered in her ear. ‘’ I want you to soak my cock with your cum.’’

The words went straight to the place where their bodies were connected. Elain exploded around him so hard that her legs trembled. Lucien wrapped his arms around her and held her close. He thrust his cock deep inside her a few more times before Elain felt his groan as he came inside her.

He held onto her, rubbing his hands up and down her back. When he suddenly froze, Elain pulled away to look at him.

“Shit we forgot the condom.”

Elain’s eyes widened. How could they have forgotten that. But then she remembered…

“It’s fine. I take the pill.”

Lucien released a sigh of relief. Then he stood up, taking Elain with him. She winced slightly when his cock slowly slipped out of her though she immediately felt the absence of him there.

He walked to the bathroom where they both cleaned up. Lucien was so careful when taking care of her that Elain’s heart swelled with a feeling other than lust. He might be more than good at pleasuring her but he was more than just a walking sex toy.

After they were both somewhat dry, Lucien lifted her in his arms again. This time he carried her to his bedroom and placed her on his bed.

His sheets were covered in his sweet and spicy scent. Elain smiled as she buried her face in his pillow. Lucien came to lie next to her and she snuggled in his arms, feeling hopeful that what happened on the couch and after was just a beginning.

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The weekend that Lucien had spent with Elain had been nothing short of blissful. Being with her came so naturally that one would think they had been together for a while. The truth was that Lucien had only mustered the courage to ask his long time crush out on an official date when they had been cuddling in his bed after their first time having sex on the couch.

Elain had been thrilled by the idea. This was a good omen for Lucien who was afraid that his ‘’bad boy’’ reputation would make her hesitate to pursue something with him. The cherry on top of her positive response was the mind-blowing sex they had after that. They might not have officialised their relationship yet but they sure were having good practice in the bedroom. And the bathroom. And the couch of course. And maybe also the kitchen judging by how delicious Elain looked sitting on the counter wearing one of Lucien’s shirt. The song that had been stuck in his head for days played in the background.

Sunny, thank you for the love you brought my way

You gave to me your all and all

Now I feel ten feet tall

The words could not be more true.

‘’Vassa will skin me alive when she finds out,’’ Lucien said when he came to stand between Elain’s legs and started to caress her bare skin.

The sound of Elain’s laugh sounded even more perfect now than when Lucien did not know yet what her beautiful smile tasted like.

‘’Is she really what you are thinking about right now?’’ she asked, tucking a strand of his messy hair behind his ear.

Lucien tilted his head to place a kiss inside her wrist. ‘’You don’t know how scary she can get Sunny.’’

You're my spark of nature's fire

You're my sweet complete desire

Sunny one so true, I love you

This song was turning into his favourite.

‘’Oh trust me I know,’’ Elain smirked. ‘’Sometimes I wonder if Jurian is still with her because he is scared for his life.’’

Lucien laughed, remembering the few times he’d had to reassure Jurian after his best friend was certain that his girlfriend would murder him because he did something stupid. As if they had been summoned by the ongoing conversation, Jurian and Vassa entered the apartment. Both of them dropped their bags on the floor as soon as they saw their friends and roommate being closer than usual in their shared kitchen. Elain and Lucien froze. He cursed when a mischievous smirk appeared on Vassa’s face but did not remove his hands from Elain’s legs. He could always pretend that he was trying to warm her.

To Lucien’s surprise, the first thing that came out of Vassa’s mouth was ‘’You owe me 50 bucks’’ when she addressed Jurian.

‘’Excuse me? You are the one who owe me,’’ Jurian replied.

‘’Look at them,’’ Vassa pointed at them while still addressing her boyfriend. Lucien and Elain just stared at them questioningly.

‘’I am. And I see that you owe me some money babe. So you –‘’

Elain cleared her throat, causing the bickering to stop and their friends to turn to them.

‘’What are you two talking about?’’ Elain asked.

Vassa rolled her eyes and started to walk to the fridge. ‘’I bet that we would walk in on you doing some dirty stuff,’’ Vassa explained as she retrieved a box of ice-cream.

Lucien raised his eyebrows in surprise. What surprised him was that Vassa was not only fine with him being so close to Elain but that it seemed like she was expecting it. He turned to Jurian and asked ‘’What did you bet on?’’

His best friend shrugged. ‘’That there would be some development but we would not walk in on anything.’’

‘’You see,’’ Vassa waved her spoon at Lucien and Elain like a sword. ‘’I win.’’

‘’They weren’t doing anything,’’ Jurian scoffed.

‘’They were about to.’’

Jurian took the ice-cream from Vassa. ‘’About to but they haven’t yet.’’

The argument between the two did not stop as they walked towards the living room. Jurian was about to place the box of ice-cream on the couch when Elain suddenly shouted ‘’DON’T’’. Vassa and Jurian quickly turned to look at her.

‘’…put the ice-cream on the couch,’’ Elain slowly continued.

Understanding dawned on Lucien when he noticed that Elain’s gaze was still fixed on the couch. Vassa eyed her friend suspiciously. Elain looked away, a blush clearly starting to spread on her cheeks. Lucien pursed his lips to retain his laugh when Elain buried her face in his chest.

“WHAT THE FUCK,” Vassa yelled at them.

“What is happening?” Jurian asked, placing the ice-cream on the coffee table instead.

Vassa pinched the bridge of her nose and sighed in exasperation. “They had sex on the couch.”

Jurian's expression started to turn into one of disgust. ‘’Oh come on,’’ he exclaimed, looking straight into Lucien’s eyes, ‘’the couch is sacred.’’

Not anymore, Lucien thought. Jurian had mentioned once that he and Vassa avoided having sex around the apartment in places where all of them would hang out together. But that was their rule not Lucien’s. Unable to hold himself any longer, Lucien burst out laughing.

Vassa shook her head in disbelief. Then he took her boyfriend by the wrist and started to drag him away.

‘’Where are we going?’’ Jurian asked but did not resist.

Vassa narrowed her eyes at Lucien and said ‘’To have sex somewhere they will put their asses on.’’

‘’Okay,’’ was Jurian’s response.

Elain lifted her face and watched them leave the room. Soon after, they heard the door to the bathroom shut. Elain looked up at Lucien and snickered.

“We will use your towel to clean the mess Lucien,” Vassa shouted from behind the door.

“Guess I will just have to burn it after,” Lucien simply shrugged.

Elain laughed and hopped off the counter. She grabbed the ice-cream from the coffee table and took a spoonful of it. Lucien’s eyes narrowed on her mouth as she licked the remaining off the back of the spoon.

“Why don’t we make better use of that,” he said as he took the ice-cream from her hands.

‘’Can we use it for some dirty stuff?’’ Elain asked, batting her eyelashes at him in mock innocence.

‘’You will be the death of me Sunny,’’ Lucien purred.

Elain giggled and followed him to his room.

#elucien #acotar writing circle #elucien smut #lucien vanserra #elain archeron #vassa #jurian #jurian x vassa #elain x lucien #Don't forget to check part 1 & 2 #because they are great!!

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