#lucien vanserra // interaction

[yaralulu]

you want the next acotar book because you want your ship to be canon. i want the next book because i yearn for any crumbs of tamlin and lucien interactions. we are not the same!!

[mt-jupiter]

lucien and tarquin !!! two of my faves !!!

i just think they would be really cute friends :) ( perhaps... more ? 👀 )

( can't draw either of them without corsets after reading @icey--stars's headcanons on the acotar boys in vests / corsets, thank you for this curse 💛 )

[seleneprince]

Neris' daughters are named Sylvie and Gwyneth (yes, like Gwyn, one of Nesta's best friends), and they look like the perfect mix between their parents.

Sylvie is the firstborn, arriving four minutes earlier than her twin, something she playfully reminds her of quite often. She has bicolor hair, which its red from roots to the middle and gradually turns golden-brown towards the tips, and her mother's grey eyes. It's long enough to reach her waist, so she usually holds it out of the way with elegant braids or other hairstyles Nesta taught her. She has her mother's temper and her father's silver tongue. She loves animals, specially dogs because she's grown up with her Eris' hounds, and learning all she can about battle strategy. She's a great fighter, particularly talented with knives, and at fourteen she's known in court for defeating everyone that challenges her (and scarring people permanently for wronging her or her family). As Eris' heir, she's expected to command Autumn's tropes one day, so she has to train and study a lot. She's more than willing to kill for her loved ones. She can summon fire and her flames are reddish-orange. A daddy's girl through and through.

Gwyneth (called Neth or Nethie for short), has the same hair design but reversed. Instead, hers it's golden-brown from the roots and turns red to the tips, which she usually keeps shoulder-lenght, and Eris' amber eyes. She's shorter than her twin and looks like a sweeter, meek version of her (people foolishy understimate her for this and forget who raised her). She's more a diplomatic than a fighter, although she's trained in combat too just in case. She got her father's smooth, courtier personality, but in everything else she takes after her mother. She loves music, books and dance. She grew up watching her parents have duets whenever they pleased and she was enamoured by such art. She practices with them both, but its Nesta who teaches her the most. She's meant to become her twin's right hand in the future, so she's interested in politics and even becomes an ambassador for Autumn. Her weapon of choice are her words, but mind you, she can also burn you with her silver flames if you push her enough. She's a completely mommy's girl instead and, as a child, she was glued to Nesta's hips.

Both sisters are fiery in their own way, deadly protective of her loved ones and forces to be reckoned with. They're nicknamed "Autumn's Flames" because that's how strong their presence is. Sylvie is a warrior and a full-on strategist, while Neth is a diplomat and values discretion over open battles. They make the other courts shake in their boots, specially Night.

[sunbrightheart]

i feel as if this is not mentioned enough, but one of the many things i admire about lucien is his ability to acknowledge and commend the strength of the females of those within his life. with feyre, he has come to learn and understand that as a human—and even more so as fae—that she is strong willed and spirited in her determination. with nesta, we see him regard her as someone of insurmountable power and at times is rightly frightened of the ability she wields. with elain, he was the first person to acknowledge her role in dealing the killing blow upon the king of hybern and has never once doubted her abilities as a seer. with vassa, lucien openly admires her tenacity and sheer willpower to return to her people of scythia and aid the humans of the mortal lands. even with nuan, he trusts her abilities as that of a master tinkerer and her work in alchemy.

[lavendaers]

@lcngliive ruhn danaan for lucien vanserra

"at least there are still places to drink." ruhn admitted as he reached for the tankard of what the person had called ale. "i'll take it."

[mcrcki]

she knew she was staring for too long in one place, her mind reeling as she heard lucien walking around, heard him calling out to her and yet elain remained unmoving. it wasn't until he was in her line of sight, cutting off her focus on the spot in the wall that her eyes had been so trained on that she finally looked up at him, hands shaking. "i'm scared, lucien."

@lcngliive for lucien vanserra

[cthoniian]

he remembers the first time he was allowed into this city. this magical place that felt like it couldn't be real because nothing this good could survive. he'd felt like maybe it would be a place to heal, a place to grow -- but those dreams had been crushed. along with his dreams. lucien had fallen in love before, a vibrant and beautiful woman who never had made him feel anything less than chosen -- beloved. and he was content, that she was the love of his immortal life.

of course his father and brothers had other plans, and so had the cauldron. and what was left of his heart had broken. he'd never get to choose love again. he would be bound by this biological need. the desire to please a mate to the end of reason. so -- he did the least he could do, and obeyed her wishes. this meant she needed space. and he found that space dulled it too.

but when his reports were due, he came a few times a year to the court. usually avoiding any place where elain couldn't escape him easily, and definitely not sleeping in one of the lovely guest bedrooms. that meant tonight - he was at a rather skeevy looking pub in the city. it wasn't bad by any means, but it wasn't exactly rita's.

nursing a rather large tankard of supposed 'autumn' ale -- he plans on drinking enough that the table will serve as a decent pillow. his plans however are interupted by the elder sister of both his friend, and his supposed mate. nesta archeron --.

' i'm too many tankards in to exhibit the proper amount of fear -- but feel free to stare if you wish. i can actually get more pathetic if given enough time. '

lucien & nesta // @moondevoured

[tragcdysewn]

closed starter for lucien vanserra!! ( @infcinity )

"i'm sorry, did you say something?" eleni looked up from her book, folding over the page to put it back in her bag. something about the man was oddly familiar, and she immediately shifted her full attention to him.

[separatist-apologist]

Working ahead on SaS wishing I could drop this next chapter

[wvsteria]

helion & lucien vanserra @lcngliive

helion was unsure all of what lucien knew about him. but he still wanted to be there for his son. "it's days like this, i really miss being back in the day court." he muses as he stands out in the cold.

[nocasdatsgay]

From the Ashes the Wildflowers Grow

Chapter 3: Secrets

Summary: Eris is a master secret keeper but when his own secrets are threatened and discovered, he is left scrambling to get Celeste out of the court.

Word count: 4256

Warnings: Beron, implied threat and violence towards a female character, implied homophobia, implied but not detailed torture, mild descriptions of wounds, acosf spoilers

Authors note: This takes place after acosf. My timeline will start to get iffy but the timeline in the books leave much to be desired. Also due to word count and the fact I can’t access tumblr at work, this is an ao3 only chapter. It’s plot heavy.

Read chapter 3: Secrets here on ao3

Masterpost and full summary info here

Excerpt below

How many days had it been? Eris lost track again. She was going to kill him. He winnowed directly to his cabin. If he was lucky, she was still there. When he landed just outside the wards, he heard barking. He cursed to himself; he left Willow unattended. He really hoped Celeste was there. He unlocked the door and a faint floral smell greeted him. He sighed, relieved she was indeed in the home. He called out to her and immediately heard footsteps rushing.

“Eris?” She ran into the foyer, stopping short in front of him. She looked him over, and worry etched itself into her features. “You’re hurt.”

[yaralulu]

rumors about feyre and lucien fucking being a real thing in prythian is probably the funniest thing to ever happen in these books. like why is this a real line 😭😭.

[lovetold]

❛ so, what do i owe this pleasure? ❜ lucien & elain

she had gone to seek him out, the town house was too quiet. empty from family. everyone was busy. maybe she had been lonely, maybe it was curiosity. maybe she needed to know more about the autumn court male before she made a true stance on her opinion on him. her visions had come back, she sees the flaming bird still. the flaming bird, a lake, a tall shadow. she isn't sure who she should tell. her sister with the new babe, or her sister who had finally found a little piece of peace ? she couldn't, not yet. she doesn't know what they mean, but lucien knew vassa. he knew the firebird. at least, knew of one of them.

the seer realizes she has yet to reply to the question spoken. a smile is brought onto her lips, taking in a soft breath. " it is a pleasure ? " deciding for that to be her question. a soft chuckle beneath her breath. she had not always been nice to him, but none of this had been her choice. she had a life before. a life, a fiancé. she had dreams and hopes, none of them included being fae, or the faerielands. " i was simply seeking solace and company - if you do not mind. "

meme: so, what do i owe this pleasure - an assortment of dialogue prompts. accepting.

[mcrcki]

"the autumn court wouldn't welcome you back?" she wasn't sure they had ever really spoken much about lucien's past, especially not with his family, it wasn't easy, she was sure, and with everything that happened between her sister and tamlin, with lucien clearly picking a side.. she was sure it would be difficult. "you have a home with me. in velaris or anywhere." wherever they ended up, as long as they were together would be enough. "oh the bakery fiasco was incredibly embarrassing. i'm sure feyre will never let you live it down. but it's funny now, i promise."

"I don't think I've ever thought of that," they paused, thinking for a moment. "I don't truly have a home back there, not anymore." not after the spring court and he highly doubted that he would be welcome back to the autumn court while beron still ruled. "knowing this place, I think it may only be hoping," lucien was sure that things would be quiet for a while, but he also knew how this place could be unpredictable. "they were also embarrassing - especially after the whole bakery fiasco," they laughed. "at least we can laugh about it now,"

[oristian]

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LUCIEN VANSERRA — HEIR TO THE DAY COURT

I originally intended to wait and post this for @lucienweekofficial but I wanted to share this stunning artwork with everyone early! I cannot wait to see Lucien and Helion and their interactions in the next books and I have high hopes that Lucien will be appointed to some title—either High Lord, or Prince—within the Day Court. The vision was Helion crowning his son and Lucy brought this idea to life wonderfully.

ART CREDIT @lucychanart

COMMISSION BY @oristian / @/ktbookishclub

characters belong to Sarah J Maas 🦊☀️

REPOSTS ALLOWED WITH FULL CREDIT

[mcrcki]

"hi," elain greeted as she saw lucien come home, moving around the counter to press a kiss against his cheek, wiping the leftover flour from her hands as she did. "i had a conversation with your mom earlier.. she told me something had happened.. but she wouldn't give me any more details than that... so i was hoping you'd be willing to enlighten me?"

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