#protect lucien vanserra

[historygirl93]

Let my fox boy alone!

Lucien's lament

Bonus page!

This was inspired by a conversation with friends! @olenvasynyt shared something in which people called Lucien weak. It seems the community loves to dog on this man for how he does or does not treat Elain despite him being the most respectful of her needs and wishes! People forget that he's got the mating bond too, and has a voice in this as much as she does.

Also, the last panel featuring Gwyn lol! These poor red haired babies deserve all the love after what they've been through!

[jinxdancer08]

You know what I’ve been missing from the ACOTAR books? The absolute ferocity that mates are supposed to feel when the other is threatened or in danger. I need to see some of these characters going bat shit crazy no matter who it is they’re up against.

Azriel slaughtering every single Hybern soldier in Sangravah within moments to save Gwyn? That’s what I want to see.

Lucien using his spell-cleaving powers for the first time to get to Elain after she was dumped from the Cauldron? That’s what I want to see.

I can’t wait to see Gwyn and Elain both having the “you touch him, you die” personality because they absolutely would and Azriel and Lucien deserve it.

[bonecarversbestie]

I think watching Lucien allow himself to love someone again after being alone so long is gonna break me.

He has been saving his heart all these years because he has experienced true love before and he doesn’t want to put his heart on the line again for anything less.

I think being loved by Lucien would be a very special thing.

I just know I’m gonna cry the whole way through Elain and Lucien’s book.

[yaralulu]

I desperately need a scene where the IC are having dinner and the topic of tamlin gets brought up and they start talking shit about him and going on about how he deserves everything thats happening to him and lucien’s just sitting there gripping his fork,jaw twitching,eyes simmering,hands shaking with rage as he tries so hard to keep his mouth shut because now is not the time to say something stupid—but they just keep talking and talking and talking until eventually he has enough and gives everybody a vanserra style telling off 😁.

[florencemtrash]

Brown Eyed Beauty — Lucien x Reader

Fond, childhood memories are few and far between for Lucien. But he's reminded of every good thing when he looks at you.

Author's note: DAMNIT! Brown eyes deserve to be treated with the same tender reverence as any other color. This one is for all the brown eyed beauties (and Lucien lovers) out there.

There was a hidden stream Eris had taken him fishing once, back when he was a stringy child with two eyes and soft hands.

“You’ll need to build up your strength and the calluses on your palms, then the fish won’t be able to slip out of your grasp so easily.” Eris told him, standing up to his knees in the gentle current, pant legs rolled up with the ends dripping. His body was slim as a reed, but strong, and on the cusp of adulthood. Pale bruises were scattered across a pale, freckled chest, purple, green, and yellow.

Lucien watched with bated breath as Eris tracked a shiny, silver-pink body darting between the rocks, his eyes untricked by the bending of sunlight as it dove into the water. 

There. 

Eris leaned down and dipped his hands into the stream with lightning swiftness. “Gotcha.” 

His hands broke the water. The salmon writhed, fighting with every gasping breath and splashing water onto Eris’s already soaking trousers.

“Here.” Eris stretched his arms out to where Lucien stood in the shallows. The salmon was giving up, the rhythm of its whipping body slowing. “It’s tired. Try holding it now.” 

Lucien held on for five seconds before the tail slapped him across the face, startling him so much he dropped the fish and its scaly, sleek body began to race downstream.

“No!” Lucien dove for it, red hair slipping under clear waters. The current was stronger than he expected, or maybe it was just that he was weaker than his brother. He felt something pulling downward, keeping him submerged.

His first response was to panic, to flail his arms and legs out uselessly. But then he stopped. It was peaceful down here, the water so clear that he could catch every grain of sand splashed over brick-brown rocks like stars. Tiny fishes, silky smooth with beady eyes, darted in and out of crevices. Light behaved differently underwater, fragmenting and casting lovely golden shapes on stones the color of fresh-pressed coffee. 

Here it was calm. Here was a place where Beron’s power couldn’t touch him. Here he was safe. 

A strong hand grasped the back of his shirt, hauling him up soaking and sputtering with a brackish taste sliding down his throat. 

The bruises on Eris’s cheekbones stood out on his pale skin, the fright in his eyes turning to anger. 

“What the hell were you thinking?!” Eris yelled and all but tossed his sopping body onto a yellowing patch of grass. 

“I’m sorry,” Lucien mumbled. He sat, shivering in the Autumn chill until Eris caught another salmon and assembled sticks in a neat circle of sand, lighting it with a snap of his slender fingers. 

“Tomorrow we’ll come back,” Eris promised as Lucien sank his teeth into the juicy, pink flesh. The skin was perfectly crisp and grease dribbled down his chin hot and slick. Eris wiped it away with a soft swatch of moss. “I’ll teach you to swim properly.” 

He didn’t seem to mind the descending cold, and for that Lucien was grateful. It meant he would get to keep Eris’s shirt until his was finished drying on the cracked log. 

But unbeknownst to them, Beron had come home earlier than anticipated with their other brothers. Eris was whipped ten times for leaving the Forest House unattended and Lucien was locked in his room for three days. They never went back to that stream — at least not together — and Lucien learned to swim on his own in less forgiving waters. 

Lucien still clung onto the memories of that day. Good memories from his childhood were far and few between. 

“You’re staring again.” You sighed contentedly and shifted in the little cradle of earth you’d claimed for youself. Yellowing, waist-high grasses swayed above you, occasionally bowing down with slender fingers to tickle your cheeks. A hundred yards away the Sidra tumbled over stones, rolled onto gray-sand beaches. The air tasted of salt and seaweed. Crisp, tangy, clear. 

“How did you know?” Lucien asked, and you could hear the gentle caress of his smile in the words.

You cracked open your eyes against the sun’s assault high in the midafternoon sky. Sure enough, Lucien was staring at you, golden eye whirring. You ran a languid finger down the bond, light and airy as a kiss. He braced his arms by your head, sinking down until his body was pressed flush against yours. 

You smiled. “I can feel it. It’s my special talent.”

“Oh?” Lucien chuckled.

“I’ve cultivated it over the years. A product of having a brute like you chase after me like a hound goes after a fox.” Not that you’d ever gone far. 

Scarlet strands of hair slipped out of the braid you’d arranged hours ago. They hung around his elegant, scarred face like liquid fire, casting a warm glow onto his already tanned skin. You tucked them back behind his sharp ears. Traced the curve of his bones until he was leaning into your touch.

“You wound me,” he murmured, kissing your palms. 

You blushed, feeling the brush of his full lips against your sensitive skin. “I didn’t mean it.” 

He smiled — a crooked, boyish smile. “I know.” 

He looked into your coffee eyes. The light bent differently when they touched your irises, curving around the bends like honey, cutting amber crescents at the edges of their rich color. You closed and opened them slowly, letting the light pour in like cream into coffee, swirling and setting them aflame. 

Lucien was back in that stream. The world was still. There was nothing that could hurt him. Just clarity, peace, and the riverbed glittering beneath him. 

“I love you, Y/n.”

[winnie-the-monster]

I’m just thinking what finding out that Helion is actually is father, is gonna do to Lucien. After everything he’s been through, that might be the thing that sends him on a downward spiral. Like I can only imagine what he would be feeling. Clearly he’d be hurt/mad at his mother from keeping it from him. He’d probably be wondering if Helion knows and if he does knows, did he also know what was happening to him in the Autumn Court and just not care?

Then coming to the realization that that’s probably why, Beron hated him so much. While also wondering why Helion didn’t care about or want him.

😭 okay I just made myself sad thinking about this.

[illbdamned]

Lucien Vanserra has big “main character” energy.

He also has big dick (energy, that is).

Thank you kindly!

[stargirlfeyre]

Acting like Feyre is closer to Lucien than she is to Azriel and Cassian is actual insanity.

Out of these three men only one of them has yet to hold her child (Lucien), out of these three men only one of them was left out when it was time to announce her pregnancy (Lucien), out of these three men only one of them curses out her in defense of her abuser and still wants to be friends with him (Lucien).

Azriel was one of the first people to hold Nyx, before Rhys even did mind you. He’s described as being super protective of him almost to the extent of his parents and he was there for all of it. The pregnancy announcement, the gender reveal, and the birth. Don’t mistake Feyre and him having a quiet relationship as them having a nonexistent one. When Rhys couldn’t get Azriel off of Eris at the High Lord’s meeting it was Feyre who he listened to, when Nesta hurt Feyre by throwing the death of her child in her face Azriel purposely overpacked her bag while knowing that she, who is suicidal, would be climbing a mountain.

When Azriel got upset with Feyre and disagreed with her orders they actually had a private conversation about it after instead of just ignoring each-other’s feelings, when Feyre was doubting where she belonged in the world it was Azriel, who is usually emotionally closed off towards even his friends of centuries, who opened up and connected with her about being confused on where he also belongs. When Feyre was insulted at the High Lord’s meeting, it was Azriel who threatened a High Lord over her before even her mate could say anything.

It’s him who’s flying all the way to the continent to get her rare paints for her birthday and it’s Lucien who’s trying to get in her face in the name of defending her abuser on her birthday.

And Cassian? Come on now. Not counting Rhys, Cassian is probably the closest person to Feyre along with Mor. Like do I need to bring up his monologue about how much he admires her? Do I need to bring up how he’ll just go to her studio to watch her paint? Do I need to bring up their entire Solstice scene in Acofas? How he got an attitude with her because she didn’t think she was as valuable as the rest of the Inner Circle members? How he said that she was his? How he said that in the weeks that she was in Spring, he felt the same way that he did when Rhys was stuck UTM? How he made his suicidal mate climb a mountain for hurting her?

Cassian is Feysand’s first child even even they know it.

Saying that Feyre has a deeper relationship with Cassian and Azriel isn’t really a diss because it’s true. Lucien isn’t going to be super important to everyone and that’s okay. Those two have been there for important milestones in her life the way Lucien has not. They’ve been there for her emotionally and physically (not like that) in ways Lucien has not. Probably because he was too busy being an emotional crutch for her abuser.

[nocasdatsgay]

A 300~ word Drabble for elucien week. It’s not even long enough for ao3. Just a ramble on if Lucien found Elain after her encounter in the bonus chapter.

Rated: G

Tags: light angst, canon compliant,

@elucienweekofficial day 1: Mates

“It was a mistake.”

Of course it was. Every choice Elain made for herself could be summarized in that one sentence Azriel muttered before disappearing. She stood there in the hall, willing tears not to fall. She should go to her room; pretend this didn’t happen. She left the present on the pile. If she wasn’t wanted then neither was his gift. She then went up the stairs, but only when she reached her door did her emotions flood her again.

“Elain?” A voice whispered so softly from her right.

It didn’t startle her; she knew he was there before he even spoke. She turned and there he was. Her mate. With his stupid handsome face and stupid red hair that looked like it glowed. She resented him and everything he stood for.

“What?” Her tone was harsh.

He steeled his expression, frowning down at her. “I normally ignore your summons, however you seem upset. I wanted to make sure you were okay.”

“I didn’t summon you.” She snapped.

“Not intentionally, but here I am.” He studied her face and his steel expression gave way to something she didn’t want to think too hard on. “You’re crying.”

She was. She clenched her teeth but doing so didn’t stop the tears rolling down her cheeks. Her body betrayed her again.

“And of what consequence is it to you?” She blinked and another tear fell.

Anger clouded his features and she half expected his hair to turn into flames. “Did he hurt you?”

Her eyes widened in shock. He knew. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She said quickly, wiping the tears off her cheek. “I bid you goodnight.”

He threw his hand out in front of her as she turned the knob to her door. He was too close, sweet apple and celosia, with a burning smoke underneath infiltrated her nose. For a moment she wondered if that’s what he tasted like as well. However, she mentally shook her head and looked up at him. His golden eye narrowed at her while the russet one glowed.

“I will not stop you from figuring out what you want. I will never ask you for anything nor expect anything more than what we have now. But if I find you crying again, I will not be responsible for what I do after.”

And he left without another word.

[alderhans]

azriel’s realization that elain is a seer, only to say it’s because the night court ~needs~ a seer

girl I’m begging you to please leave & go travel to see the continent like you’ve always wanted to do 🙏😩 they can fend for themselves

[works-of-heart]

"Mine," she said under her breath, gripping onto his shoulders. "You are mine, and I am yours."

Protective Elain lives rent free in my head!!!

[foxybananaaaz]

Did.... Did I just post a video about this on tiktok, and thus reblogging this, stating this, it potentially gives away my face if people see it on TikTok?

Oops, yes I did.

But I'm seeing more people blame Lucien again for the "You're my mate" thing, both SAYING it and the timing. As if it's Luciens' fault at all.

So, if you see the video on TikTok, of me reading from the first three books to back this argument up on TikTok ........ no you didn't.

So, I’ve thought of something, that I really have not seen at all around, and I want to express it.

If I’m remembering correctly, during A Court of Thorns and Roses, there is a moment which Tamlin and Feyre talk. Tamlin gives Feyre, as well as us, insight into Luciens past, and why Lucien, son of the High Lord of Autumn, is living in the Spring Court.

This is when we first learn about Jesminda. How Lucien fell deeply in love with her, and she with him. I believe this conversation is the first time we get a hint at the fact the mating bond exists in this universe without having a name to it yet.

I believe Tamlin said that Lucien truly loved Jesminda, and that he was waiting for it it to snap into place. I don’t have the book on me to check, but I will be doing so when I am able to.

If this is correct we know that it was the mating bond that Lucien was waiting(or hoping) would snap into place, proving them mates. It never did. Beron had her killed, because he did not believe his son, a High Born Noble Fae, should be involved with a Lesser Fae.

So Lucien would have always hoped that Jesminda was his mate, especially with how quick and hard they fell in love.

Fast Forward to the end of Mist and Fury, when it is revealed that Lucien and Elain are mates.

His voice broke as he whispered to Elain, “You’re my mate.”

What if Lucien wasn’t speaking TO Elain, but rather AT her. If he was speaking to himself, out loud. Not in joy. Not in love. Not in awe. Not in fear. Not in concern. Not in worry. But in sadness.

What if at that moment when Lucien learned that Elain was his mate, that means he realized Jesminda was never going to be his mate, no matter how much he loved her.

What if him being mated to Elain is harder on him than we know or even really consider? What if he isn’t sure he’s entirely comfortable with it, but wants to try.

Lucien has shown that he’s willing to try, but will remain patient, and allow Elain her space she needs until she’s ready to come to a decision about the mating bond.

He wanted to go with Feyre to the night court to see if Elain is worth fighting for. He clearly determined she is. But he is possibly being wary himself so not to be hurt again, like he was with Jesminda.

Where Elain needs to learn to accept her loss of Greyson and their love, Lucien needs to learn to accept his love for Jesminda, accept that she’s gone, and accept that she was never his mate.

I’ve been thinking about this recently, and it’s really starting to break my heart, so I MUST share it because I don’t want to feel this sadness alone anymore.

EDIT TO INCLUDE THE PASSAGE OF ACOTAR WHERE JESMINDA WAS MENTIONED

— A Court of Thorns and Roses, chapter 18

[bonecarversbestie]

The fact that we get this absolute gem:

And this was Feyre's reaction:

Makes my blood boil a little bit

FIRST OF ALL Elain Archeron is a GROWN woman and can handle it.

SECOND, as if Lucien would ever "subject" Elain to anything she didn't want.

This is one of the aspects of Feyre's personality that really gets to me. She assumes the worst of Lucien, someone who has only ever been loyal to and protective of her. And she infantilizes Elain. Even when Elain has proven repeatedly that she can handle more than people think she can. Just because you treat Elain like a child does not actually make her one, Feyre.

[winnie-the-monster]

I just thought about something else, at the moment the only people besides LoA that know Heilon is Lucien’s real father, are Rhysand and Feyre. The tension that’s gonna cause when Lucien finds out…… and they betrayal he’s gonna feel, especially with Feyre (because he considers her his friend) that they knew and didn’t tell him.

I know there’s a very high chance that the reveal is just gonna be centered around Helion and the Vanserra family. But I also want it to involve Rhys and Feyre, just for the angst of that. And to maybe seen Elain run after him to make sure he’s okay/comfort him.

[illyrianbitch]

-ˋˏ MASTERLIST ˎˊ-

✨ indicates smut ♡ indicates a series ✰ indicates a one shot ↯ installment of series but can be read as stand-alone ☼ indicates a drabble ❥ are personal favorites last updated: 9/13/24 helpful links for palestinian aid

Azriel

♡ . —One Summer✨ (On-going)

One beach house, one festival, one summer to fall in love.

♡ . —An Education in Malice✨ (On-going)

With the sharp tongue of your notorious family, you are Azriel's most tantalizing challenge yet. It only takes one small meeting before you both realize that the line between hate and desire is dangerously thin.

♡ . — The Anatomy of Dependence (Coming soon)

You and Azriel are drawn together by an unbreakable bond, encountering obstacles and triumphs across the centuries and finding your way back to each other again and again.

✰. —Death and His Reaper ❥

After suffering a devastating injury in battle, Azriel finds himself on the brink of life and death where he meets you, The Mother's reaper.

↯. — Back to Our Roots

With the Acheron sisters out of town, you and your family plan for a quiet night in— just like old times.

✰. —Where I Left My Lover

After a brush with death, Azriel makes a difficult decision to protect you.

✰. —What We Make of What We're Made

When Azriel overhears Feyre's concern about your transition to fae life, he agrees to check on you.

✰. —When the Heart is Still Longing ❥

Azriel thought you were the one. Now, he can’t move on

✰. —Pretty Little Shadowsinger

Cassian walks in on you dressing Az in one of your dresses.

✰. —An Evening Reunion

Azriel comes home from a mission. You talk to him about your day, but he’s far more interested in you—and your silk nightgown.

✰. —Memories

While packing some boxes, Azriel is overwhelmed by memories of your relationship.

✰. —What Lies Between Us (On-going)

Azriel has spent years trying to escape the ghosts of his past, retiring into a self-imposed exile despite a promising career as a talented detective. When you turn up at his door asking for help on a recent case, his world is disrupted.

✰. —Body Count

Anxious about how your lack of experience compares to Azriel's, you ask him about his body count. Unfortunately for him, he misunderstands the question gravely.

✰. —Safe✨

Azriel's night is troubled by a nightmare. He finds a soothing remedy in the arms of his mate.

✰. —Winner

You and Azriel are both sore losers. But when you cheat in a game of cards, winning takes on a whole new meaning.

Cassian

♡ ↯. —And I'm Thinking About Your Lips ✨ ❥

You and Cassian have been best friends since you were teenagers-- just friends. But one night at Rita's changes everything and now you cant breathe when you're around him and he can't stop imagining how you'd taste. ↯ Part One, ↯ Part Two

↯. — A Hobby for Two ❥

Cassian surprises you with a small gift. You spend the night teaching him how to properly enjoy it.

✰. —A Place For Dying

A mission with Cassian goes terribly wrong.

✰. —Words of Affirmation

Even the Lord of Bloodshed gets insecure sometimes. As his mate, you always know the right words to say.

☼. —Tender

Cassian cuddles with you when you have a migraine

Rhysand

✰. —Insatiable ✨

There are countless reasons why you and Rhysand don’t work… but those reasons don’t seem so important when you’re tipsy in a bathroom with him inside you.

♡ . — Lights, Camera, Love! (On-going)

Rhysand, Hollywood's hottest heartthrob, has everyone smitten—everyone except you, his co-star. But when rumors of your feud begin to affect the show's ratings, your producers propose a last-ditch solution: a fake romance to salvage your public image and reignite fan interest.

Lucien Vanserra

♡ . — Hidden Things (Coming soon)

Following a cryptic vision from Elain, Lucien finds himself seeking out an enchanted artifact at your shop in the heart of the Day Court. What he finds instead is a profound connection with you—and a version of himself he believed he had lost.

Eris Vanserra

♡ . — A House of Hunger (Coming soon)

Every Autumn court citizen is hungry for something; beasts starved for influence, desperate for control, ravenous for power. Your tastes are no different—albeit a bit specific. It's a deep craving that boils in the pit of your stomach, hot and heavy, all consuming. You’re hungry for revenge.

✰. —Blessed

Angered by Nesta's actions, the Cauldron turned you into a fae different than your sisters— a lesser one that resembled more animal than human. Now living in Autumn, Eris shows you a new perspective on yourself.

✰. —Of Our Own Devices

Desperate to reunite with Lucien since his exile to Spring, you find yourself paying an unexpected price to his older brother. Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six

✰. —Handsome as Life and Poison

Defying your father’s sacred command, you wander to the grove where Spring and Autumn blend, only to encounter a sinfully divine figure with glowing amber eyes.

Bat-Boys (Reader x BatBoys)

✰. —Worth It

It can be hard to remember why you’ve put up with your best friends for centuries-- until they remind you why they're worth it.

✰. —A Helping Hand

Even most powerful males in Prythian need relationship advice from their best friend.

Mini-Series

♡ . — Mirthroot Mini-Series

Between dodging death and saving Prythian, its always nice to make time and enjoy one of The Mother's greatest creations: mirthroot. Reader x ACOTAR Characters

[shadowqueenjude]

I need this to be canon😭

Eris will be pulling low jokes at Elain’s expense with no limits, but the second someone else dares to make fun with/of her, he’s literally like: listen you little shit, i better not witness you bully my sister ever again or this will have been your last laugh.

Elain: umm, eris, this is my mate and your brother you’re talking to

Eris: your point being?

Elain: he’s like the only reason we’re even related… also him and I generally communicate in sarcasm

Eris: *considering*

Eris: we can’t make no exceptions, people must learn the hard way or they will never get it

Lucien: … ¿huh?