#lucien x hero of kvatch

[fruk-choosing-a-username]

me realizing my bg3 dark urge and my oblivion hero of kvatch are very similar, and that my durge x enver gortash is essentially the exact same as my hok x lucien lachance

[abstractredd]

figure i’d better put this out there too since i’ve introduced them all now

[autistic-echo]

life got busy and i forgot about these so here they are very late.

tesshiptober: embrace

slightly suggestive and blood/gore warning full beneath the cut

[ray-elgatodormido]

Tis my birthday today so I sketch myself some stuff as a birthday gift to myself.

and share older stuff because I’m the birthday person

[ghoulingcooper]

TES Summer Fest, Day 8: Free Day

dinner, drinks and poisonings by archangelsammy

Rating: Mature

Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Relationship: Female Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil/Lucien Lachance

Characters: Lucien Lachance, Female Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil, Antoinetta Marie, Original Elder Scrolls Character(s), Vicente Valtieri

Additional Tags: Blind Date, Dark Brotherhood (Elder Scrolls) - Freeform, Assassination Attempt(s), Crack Treated Seriously, Flirting, Some Humor, Awkward Flirting

Summary: She took a few steps further in, and then froze at the sight of a familiar head. The back of a head, to be precise, but she knew those dark strands, the haircut, that specific way of tying it back so it rested gently across his shoulder.

No. Surely, not.

She stepped closer, her heart pounding.

“No. Not you, Settrella. You’re worse than a troll.” “How am I worse than a troll?” she groaned, her annoyance rising. Maybe she’d just walk out on him if he kept being like that. “Because you know me,” he said, which made no sense.

last day??? sad :( @tes-summer-fest

this fic was inspired by this fanart by @blackmetalsnake which is amazing!

[thatzombiecat]

Get To Know You Meme

Oh this one is interesting... Thank you @sotc for tagging me :D

Three Ships:

1. Heinrix van Calox [x] Rogue Trader (casually brainrotting through your timeline) 2. Solavellan (still rent free and fresh in my mind) 3. Rook [x] Emmrich Volkarin...? (possibly will grow later with more reveal)

First Ship

Can't remember tbh. Hero of Kvatch x Lucien Lachance or Martin Septim probably?

Last Movie:

Blade Runner 2049, real good

Last Song:

KAUAN - Lahja

Currently Reading:

Just started reading 'Pariah' the Bequin novel by Dan Abnett. Still going through and enjoying that amazing 40k: 'Inquisitor' novel series of his!

Currently Watching:

Nothing for now. Was re-watching Castlevania animated series with my friend earlier this weekend, and catching up with HoTD s2 latest episodes.

Currently Eating:

Enjoyed snacking on some blueberries a bit before

Currently Craving:

Dragon Age: Veilguard release with every fiber of my being, and also Rogue Trader DLCs to enjoy co-op with my bff to drag them into 40k universe to brainrot together ;w; And also a chow mein noodles. Probably will cook some later for the dinner.

Tagging: @redbatchedcumbermayned, @maggotknight, @holylustration and @noelle666, you may join as well if you'd like to! ♡

Gosh this reminding of old Deviantart vibes so much

[blood-darkened-moon]

The Elder Scrolls

Morrowind Sotha Sil | Almalexia | Vivec | Indoril Nerevar | Voryn Dagoth/Dagoth Ur | King Dumac | Kagrenac

Ash Zombie | Ash Ghoul | Ash Vampire

Oblivion Hero of Kvatch | Mannimarco | Mankar Camoran | Lucien Lachance | Banus Alor | Arquen | Vicente Valtieri | Teinaava | Ungolim | Ocheava | Haskill

Skyrim The Dragonborn | Cicero | Night Mother | Astrid | Babette | Ancano | Ondolemar | Elenwen | Estormo | Rulindil | Agent Lorcalin | Neloth | Miraak | Serena | Paarthurnax | Odahviing | Durnehviir | Alduin | Draugr

TEOS Vanus Galerion

Daedric Princes Hermaeus Mora | Sheogorath/Skooma Cat | Jyggalag | Clavicus Vile/Barbas | Hircine | Molag Bal | Meridia | Peryite | Sanguine | Boethiah | Azura | Mephala | Vaermina | Nocturnal | Namira | Mehrunes Dagon | Malacath

Others Altmer | Dunmer | Daedra | Long-Tailed Tit

Groups/Ships Nerevoryn | Almsivi | Vivec x Molag Bal | Vivec x Almalexia | Nerever x Almalexia

[tamriellie]

NEW WIP: NO TITLE YET BUT I CLEARLY LACK SELF CONTROL

I want Lucien Lachance and HoK(Noxia Livius, in this case) at a masquerade SO bad; so I’m making it happen ✨

[eh-arts]

dw he's smiling like an idiot underneath that hand bc mr lachance is next to him

[dumbfuck-mojave]

Belladonna *Slight Gore Warning*

Author's Note: This is a one-shot inspired by @maybemanyskeletonhats headcanons about Lucien and is written as protag x Lucien, hence the use of HoK (Hero of Kvatch). It’s not suggestive in a sexual way per se, but Lucien is naked in this because I personally just assumed he was killed that way because of how the zombie/decaying bodies look in Oblivion. It’s not described or anything but I just don’t want anyone to be caught off guard or confused. Reacts and other types of requests (gif, one-shots, whatever you want) are open! 

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Well, Ulfgar wasn’t wrong. 

The HoK was hit with the stench of death and rot and they stepped into the decrepit lighthouse cellar. 

“I may be an assassin but whoever has been holed up down here is a straight up physcopath.” The HoK thought to themself as they nudged a severed leg with the tip of their weapon. But no matter how much the smell made them want to vomit, they ignored the sense of unease growing in their stomach and made their way over to the locked door at the end of the room. 

After putting the only surviving creature down there, a starved dog, out of its misery, they stared in shock at the makeshift altar in the corner. 

“What is that.” They whispered as they slowly rose up from the floor.

As they got up from their knees, their hand nudged a stocky Olive-colored book on the small end table that was donned with a single melting candle. Carefully, as to avoid the hot wax that had overflown out of the candle base onto the table, they picked up the book and turned to the first page. The writings were lunacy and disturbing and the HoK’s hands started tremble as they read through it. The traitor hadn’t been a member of the Cheydinhal sanctuary after all, but a member of the Black Hand. Who had played them all. As if punched through the chest, the HoK suddenly had a terrifying realization. 

Shoving the severed head and journal into an old burlap sack lying on the floor, the HoK sprinted out of the cellar and towards Shadowmere. The horse seemed to understand the urgency of the situation and took off out of the bay and across the wilderness towards Applewatch. The HoK’s only hope was that it wasn’t too late.

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The fresh snow crunched under their weight as they dismounted in front of Applewatch. Gloved hands grasping at the door handle, they flung the door open and nearly fell inside. 

“Silencer! You could not have arrived at a better moment,” A masked Altmer woman strode up to them, “I am Arquen, and you will help us kill this iniquitous traitor. We have already strung him up, now the real fun begins!” 

The HoK looked past the Altmer to see Lucien, naked, tied by his feet and hanging from a beam. Two robed persons stood on either side of him, while another hunched in a corner. 

“Lucien!” The HoK flung themself out of the doorway and into the middle of the room, much to the surprise of the others in the cottage.

Lucien, who looked like he was about to pass out at this point, focused his eyes on them as they put their hands on his face, “Belladonna!”

“Listen, all of you! Lucien is not the traitor!” The HoK pronounced, shoving the sack into Arquen’s arms, “In that sack is proof the traitor is among you. But it is not Lucien Lachance! It’s Mathieu Bellamont!” 

Before anyone could react, Mathieu stepped out from his corner and pulled a dagger from his belt. 

“You fools never suspected a thing from me! All we do is kill and torture and it ends here!” With a crazed look in his eyes, Mathieu lunged at the HoK. 

Before he could harm them however, Arquen quickly yelled an order and the other two members roughly grabbed Mathieu by his arms and threw him back against the stone wall. A sword was swiftly swung towards his neck with such force that it decapitated him, a bloody spray decorating the wall, floor and his faded black robes. A boy killed the same way his mother had been. 

The HoK wasted no time cutting through the ropes holding their love up and helping him lower to the floor. Yet through all the anxiety and adrenaline they had at that moment, a fit of giggles emitted from them when Lucien tried to get up. A naked man floundering around in attempts to get up is a sight to see after all. His eyes rolling back into his pale face, he would back into the dresser if it wasn’t for the HoK wrapping their arms around his chest to steady him. A not so stern stern look appeared on his face as they tilted their face from his chest, eyes misty. 

“I was so scared,” Their voice clipped at that, desperately trying to hold back tears, “I feared I may have been too late.” 

“It seems you have succeeded in saving the Brotherhood from more betrayal, my love.” Lucien laid his hands on their hips and pressed his forehead against theirs, “Everything will be alright now.”

Leaning in a bit more, he pushed his lips against theirs. Weaving their fingers through his dark hair, they pulled his head closer, as close as they possibly could. After a long moment, they parted. Hot tears dripped down their face as they pushed it into his bare chest, his fingers scratching against their back. Arquen’s voice interrupted them. Rude. 

“I’ll be the first to admit I don’t know what much to say in this situation. All I ask at the moment is that you accept my forgiveness.”

“That is not important now, we must journey to Bravil and speak to the Night Mother about what has happened,” Lucien looked down, somewhat embarrassingly, as if he just remembered he was nude,” After I get redressed, that is.”

After narrowly avoiding losing one another, the two lovers stayed close on the following journey South. Unaware that the other was doing the same thing, both silently pledged to Sithis that no harm or threat would come to the other ever again. 

And that is the (new) tale of Mathieu Bellamont and the betrayal of the Dark Brotherhood. Happier ending, if I say so myself. 

[fruk-choosing-a-username]

Vicente to HoK/Listener after Applewatch: okay you've been rotting in bed for way too long. I'm taking you out tonight!

HoK/Listener: with a sniper I hope

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[arcandoria]

Fic Author Rec

I wasn’t tagged or anything. I just felt like doing it because I wuv this person vewy much. Enough to uwuspeak in public.

Recommending my lovely dearest @gaeadene for the smut connoisseurs out there - her work is basically an inspo bible for me and if you like my smut you should know where the product hails from.

>> THEY ARE ALL NSFW. Heed the warnings. <<

Some will not be everyone's cup of tea, just scroll past if that's the case for you. :)

Personal favorites/recommendations:

Lucid (Dragon Age - Trevelyan / Young!Solas / Old!Solas) The Anchor allows Lusia Trevelyan to dream vividly. And Solas, well... he's always been good with dreams.

This one might be biased, since it was a gift for me. But better than one Solas is two. Illustrated by yours truly.

Fast and Furious (Far Cry 5 - Deputy Rook / Jacob Seed) Dita tries to enforce the law. It goes badly. And then it doesn't.

It's 77.409 whooping words of porn. There's a plot somewhere (no, really). This is a Gaea classic and it has a lot of hot mountainman lewd. Chapter 2 also illustrated by yours truly.

A Kiss, Sweet Mother (Skyrim - Hero of Kvatch / Ghost!Lucien Lachance) A Dark Sister is visited by an old friend.

Plays into very specific tastes of mine, and honestly not lewding up Lucien after he's dead is a waste of Lucien, so there. Saved.

Duplicate Memory (Fallout 4 - Sole Survivor / Nick Valentine / DiMA) Nick assists DiMA and Nora in DiMA's data collection.

There's synths. There's wireplay. It's a human x robot threesome. Just go read it, seriously.

The Doctor Will See You Now (Dishonored - Hypatia / Emily Kaldwin) Hypatia’s alter-ego acquires a new toy. (NON-CON)

This one was added last for obvious reasons, it might not be your type of content. If you like dark sapphic smut though, this is right up your alley.

[thevioletscout]

Trust and Love

Pairing: Implied Lucien Lachance x Hero of Kvatch/OC

Word Count: 989

Summary: When Erato has yet to return from the purification, Lucien goes to the sanctuary himself, fearing the worst had befell his protégé.

Part 2 of Trust and Love (P1)

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Delving into the abandoned house where the sanctuary of Cheydinhal hid, Lucien tried to keep an ear out for any sounds coming from within the assassins' home. Chatter, bloodcurdling screams, anything. Yet he could only hear silence.

He would have waited for his protégé to come to him, but he couldn't help but worry for her. Dawn was fast approaching now and he had still not seen her return.

He had to wonder if perhaps she failed in her task, if the combined strength of her brothers and sisters were too much for her. That the traitor was still running free without suspicion, and if this was the case, she was likely already dead by now.

However, as he pulled open the black door leading into their residence, he got the answer.

Blood stained the floor as the bodies of the potential betrayers were scattered about.

As he wandered through the bloodbath, he caught sight of the bodies that panged his heart with remorse. Ocheeva and Teinaava laid on the ground before him, and judging by their wounds and the blood stained weapons next to them, they had not gone down without a fight.

He would expect nothing less from the Shadowscales he had raised.

He noticed Ocheeva’s eyes were still open, and with a small sigh he reached forward to push her eyelids shut.

Before he could examine the rest of the bodies he finally heard something. Sorrowful anguished cries.

Lucien continued to search through the stone halls until he found the source. There, sitting between the beds was Erato, sobbing into her knees. With her black armor and cascading orange hair, she looked like a fox curled up in it's den.

As he stepped closer she finally looked up, though her vision was no doubt clouded by the tears in her eyes. He could see a rather nasty cut along her cheek, and a few other knicks and gashes that had penetrated the leather on her body and drew blood.

"Here, let me tend to your wounds."

He knelt before her and gently placed a hand on her cheek, using a healing spell to weld the skin and flesh back together. The Bosmer was receptive to the touch, and allowed her head to rest in his palm as he continued to mend her injuries.

"I did it..." She mumbled almost lifelessly, to the point Lucien had to wonder just how long Erato had been sitting here bleeding and sobbing.

"I know, I saw." He replied. "The ritual of Purification is complete. Well done. Sithis has been appeased, and the time has come to acknowledge and reward your unwavering loyalty."

Once he was done with the healing, he locked his arms beneath her knees and back, holding her like a bride as he got to his feet. He carried the girl through the sanctuary, and as the bodies of her former companions came into view once more she hid her face in his dark robes.

He had to admit, while this was no pleasant situation he was rather impressed with her work. Judging by the looks of things Erato had elected to slaughter everyone with her dagger rather than the gifts he had given her. She was quite a small woman, so it was no easy feat. And yet here she was, the sole survivor of the Cheydinhal sanctuary.

Finally they made it outside, and he walked closer to his beloved horse. Shadowmere looked to the girl in his grasp with wary red eyes, but seemed to understand that if Lucien was carrying her she was no threat.

Carefully, Lucien lifted the tired elf onto the mare's back, and then climbed on himself. He knew Erato needed sleep, and there were two inns on the other side of town that would be suitable. Given adventurers like Erato came to inns covered in blood all the time, he figured she would be fine. If not, the Count knew better than to look into her.

As they rode through the town he began to speak to her again in a hushed tone.

"The Black Hand is most pleased with your progress. You have been invited to share in secrets that few within the Dark Brotherhood even know exist. Your life in the Sanctuary is over. Those contracts are behind you. Now, you will serve the Black Hand. You will serve me. From this moment forward, you will walk the shadows as my Silencer. You will receive contracts only from me. Your new life has begun."

"But..." Erato began to ask, her soft voice low and hoarse. "But what must I do now?"

"Now you must embrace your fate." He said, then proceeded to elaborate. "No longer will you receive orders directly. Instead, you will visit dead drop locations scattered throughout Cyrodiil. Your next contract can be found at the dead drop on Hero Hill, southeast of here. A hollow in the moss-covered rock contains all you need to know. When you and I part, we will not speak again, unless I deem it necessary."

Finally they reached one of the inns, and Lucien bid Shadowmere to stop. He looked back to the Bosmer, giving her a small but reassuring smile.

"Ah yes, there is one last thing. I have for you a very special gift. This magnificent steed is named Shadowmere. She has served me well."

As he told her this he got off the horse himself and took Erato's hand. To her surprise, he then kissed her fingertips, still stained from the blood of her family.

"I present her now to you, as a token of my trust and love."

Her face bloomed into a similar red color as these words were shared with her. Her hand fell limp as he let go of it and stepped away to disappear into the darkness.

"Now go, and may Sithis guide you in this new stage of your life's dark journey."

[ray-elgatodormido]

So… Non Ghost Skyrim Lucien

I’ve been sorta just brainstorming ideas of Skyrim Lucien. Overall he’s like Shadowmere but I kinda wanted to add more to him in my Skyrim au and so I bring forth theses ramblings.

It starts off with him being dead and the guard of Bruma finding the nightmarish scene in Applewatch. During the investigation, Sithis got pissed that is Dark Brotherhood fav died like an idiot so the Dread Father did the same void stuff he probably did to create Shadowmere but with Lucien this time. Lucien starts, for lack of a better term, regenerating from his wounds and gained powers such as super strength and regeneration. However that resurrection wasn’t perfect since he’s blind from an eye, deaf to everything that isn’t Sithis or his own voice, more bloodthirsty, less subtle and his lower jaw occasionally falls off.

Well he made quite a ruckus in the North of Cyrodiil for obvious reasons, eventually word spread across the entire province about the man who literally sprung back to life. Some say it could have been necromancy gone wrong, others would point to the deadra. Lucien would enter the Cheydenhall sanctuary and haunt Arquen for a week before brutally killing her as revenge for the whole traitor situation. I don’t think he’d seek revenge on Arquen if this was regular Lucien, but yeah this Lucien is quite vindictive and really really pissed. Not in the loud anger but in the silent rage kind. He eventually makes his way to the Night Mother’s crypt to discover what happened to Bellamont, the Night Mother eventually tell him to calm tf down and that Baadahil deserted her position as Listener, at this point Baadahil is Lucien’s wife and locked herself in Cloud Ruler Temple out of heartbreak and anger.

They both confront each other and Baadahil seeing how dangerous Lucien ended up becoming (he nearly kills Martin and did a lot of collateral damage because he did not calm tf down) , she freezes him solid and seals him in a Dwemmer ruin. This event only made the Deal Brotherhood finale worse for her and Martin’s death was the final straw for her to mantle the madgod. Around 200 years later, before the events of Skyrim, Astrid learns of a legend of the Dark Brotherhood being sealed off inside a Dwemmer ruin. And so Astrid ventures in, defrosts Lucien who finally calmed down and gets him as an ally in the same way she probably got Shadowmere aka he can be brought to Nirn from the same void pool as Shadowmere.

And then the Skyrim time fuckery Au happens and that makes for a very awkward reunion. I mean if I were a 200+ year old undead assassin and found that my long lost wife has been isekaied and is now possessing the body of a Dragonborn and at one point divorced the leader of rebels in the ongoing civil war I too would be weirded out.

Anything to put a soap opera in Skyrim for pure entertainment.

[ghoulingcooper]

TES Summer Fest, Day 4: Sanctuary

Kisses Cursed by archangelsammy

Rating: Mature

Archive Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death

Relationship: Female Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil/Lucien Lachance

Characters: Female Hero of Kvatch | Champion of Cyrodiil, Lucien Lachance, Arquen (Elder Scrolls), Vicente Valtieri, Ocheeva (Elder Scrolls), M'raaj-Dar (Elder Scrolls)

Additional Tags: Necrophilia, Kissing, Magic, Necromancy, Post-Dark Brotherhood Questline (Elder Scrolls), Undead, Resurrection, Haunting

Summary: Like calls to like, she has learned, and the necromancy that was performed here previously makes her own tainted magicka sing.

She moved into the Cheydinhal Sanctuary immediately after the war, only to find she wasn’t alone. Ghosts, previously unnoticed, unseen, lingered in the dark corners of rooms: Vicente Valtieri paced in his rooms while M’raaj-Dar raged in the hallways. The shadow of someone slipping room from room, a knife in the dark. People she had killed hovered at the edge of her vision, murmuring and sighing, suggesting spells and rituals.

Day 4 already damn @tes-summer-fest

[foulserpent]

basic structure (not quite in order):

the amulet of kings as a symbol of both authoritarian hegemony and birth/conception, the symbol of the empire being this yonic pussy stone, character interactions with the amulet being a metaphor for being gay somehow (heavy bullshitting at the last part)

jauffre and uriel septim gay lore . the failed hiding of the amulet of kings in a LOCKED BOX in a CLOSET- representative of a gay love affair being unveiled.  uriel septim’s loveless and failed heterosexual relation and his first bastard child.

jauffres description of martins birth with no mention of a mother - the concept of motherlessness and what it implies 

accidental gay religious guilt martin narrative, his story arc irt the amulet of kings thematics, parallels to alessia and what that means. this is the meatiest and hardest to summarize section.

part where i list off like, scripting errors causing npcs to be in gay relationships.

the mythic dawn and mankar camoran’s place in this narrative. at some point i really want to say something like “queering worldwide devastation” in a really deadpan tone

i wanted to do some bullshit section on lgbt fandom interaction with the game but most oblivion content is actually super hetero. might just include a screencap of the ao3 tag “unfulfilling sex” i saw on i think a lucien lachance x fem hok fanfiction

“we have to include the hero of kvatch in this i guess” section where the narratives of kotn and shivering isles are comparable to the main story arc and is a really really really really really obscured coming out story, i promise