No edits tonight because I’m at a concert but, currently, we’ll have 4 each of the remaining days of elucien week 😎
P.S I made them all today so I’m willing to accept more quotes :)
Have a bestie you wanna hype up? Send me a quote + the fic it’s from.
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Do you think in Elucien’s book we might get a Calanmai scene? I would be here for it! Sounds hot!
So I can see this happening, but I think it would be more complicated than just sexytimes, because of Lucien's experience with Ianthe.
I can see it being like when Feyre and Rhys had sex and she was on top in acomaf - a moment where Rhys is coming to terms with his sexual assault and taking power back for himself.
Lucien may have had positive experiences with Calanmai before, but it was tainted last time. Tamlin forcing him to sleep with Ianthe, *which he later feels guilty for because of Elain, not to mention that he hated Ianthe and she later tried to assault him again, there is a lot of shame and guilt and violation there.
I think the idea is good because it's supposed to be a fertility and growth rite, which especially fits Elain's character being someone who encourages life, but I'd love to see Lucien be able to reclaim that for himself!
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One phrase from a Taylor Swift song that captures each Acotar couple perfectly for me
Feysand
And you got your share of secrets
And I'm tired of being last to know
And now you're asking me to listen
Cause it's worked each time before
You're not sorry
Nessian
You knew it still hurts underneath my scars
From when they pulled me apart
But what you did was just as dark
hoax
Elucien
You think I either moved on or hate you
'Cause each time you reach out there's no reply
I bet
It never ever occurred to you
That I can't say "Hello" to you
And risk another goodbye
I almost do
Gwynriel
I'm still trying everything to get you laughing [at me]
I'm still a believer but I don't know why
I've never been a natural
All I do is try, try, try
Mirrorball
Feylin
You turned into your worst fears And you're tossing out blame, drunk on this pain
Crossing out the good years
My tears riochet
Jassa
And all we are is skin and bone
Trained to get along
Forever going with the flow
But you're friction
Treacherous
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One Hundred
On the morning of her one-hundredth birthday, Elain wants nothing more than to disappear into the covers. Fortunately, her mate has other plans.
Pairing: Elain x Lucien
Word Count: 586
Warnings: None, just fluff!
A light touch stirred her from sleep.
It began with a gentle brush against the tip of her nose, and she scrunched it slightly, not entirely ready to face the day ahead.
Then, it fell on her ear, soft and gentle, tickling the shell as it descended down to her jaw. Her neck.
Elain sighed in delight, just barely aware of the sunlight peering from the windows, urging her awake.
The sound was met with a low chuckle, deliciously warm on her exposed skin. It reminded her of a kiss.
The touch returned to her temple, her brow, and Elain realised she was being kissed—just as Lucien’s lips fell on her own, slow and lazy and curled up in a small smile.
She kept her eyes closed as her hands slid from under the covers to find his neck, pulling him closer, deeper as she let herself get lost in the moment. His strong arms found her instantly, as they always did, their golden-brown skin kissed by sunlight.
Elain smiled into his mouth. She was home.
She never wanted to leave.
But then, Lucien pulled away an inch—just enough to whisper, “Happy birthday.”
The moment shattered like glass.
Realising what day it was, Elain turned her face away from his and groaned loudly into the pillow.
A brush of lips against her shoulder. “Come now, Elain, that’s not how one would usually choose to celebrate their hundredth birthday.”
One hundredth.
Gods, she was so old.
If she were still mortal, she’d have wrinkles and grey hair by now. No—she likely would’ve been dead. One hundred.
Elain groaned again.
She could almost feel her mate smile as his hand dipped into her hair, curling one of the wild strands around his finger. “You know,” Lucien mused, tugging on the curl lightly, “For an old woman, you’re looking spectacularly sexy today.”
Elain didn’t even bother lifting her face as she grabbed the pillow beside her and threw it with surprising strength, pleased to hear Lucien’s muffled groan as it hit home. “Go away, Lucien,” she ordered. “Let me grovel in peace.”
Lucien hummed, making a show of considering. “The only way I’ll let my mate spend her birthday in bed is if I get to join her.” He leaned in closer, his breath hot on her skin as he added, “And when I do, I’ll make sure there will be no grovelling.”
Elain’s face heated at the memory of last night, suddenly very aware that she was still completely and utterly naked. And so was Lucien.
“I’ll take you up on that offer,” she began, “as long as you promise you’ll spend the whole day making me forget that I’m a hundred years old.”
Another chuckle.
“Tempting,” he said, the deep rumble of his voice rolling into her bones. “But I’m afraid I can’t do that—I have a lot planned for this particular occasion today.”
Elain sighed, and Lucien’s hand moved to brush his knuckles along her spine.
“How about I make you a deal,” he hummed, the sound entirely too self-satisfied at the shivers he elicited from her. “We’ll get you out of bed and have a fun day that I’ve spent a long time planning out,” he emphasised, his mouth finding that perfect spot beneath her ear as he added lowly, “And then we’ll come back to bed where I’ll make sure you are celebrated properly.”
Elain shuddered, and Lucien nipped at her ear, delighted at the reaction.
How could she resist?
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Hello @laxibbeb it's me! Your Secret Santa, revealed! Oh, you gave me so much inspiration with your answers and I want to thank you for the time you took to write them for me.
This is the first time that I participate to the @acotargiftexchange and I felt the pressure a bit. But it's amazing when people create spaces where we can express ourselves, right?
I have to say that from your first answer I got this silly little idea stuck in my mind that didn't leave my brain at all. So I decided to combine some things together.
Elucien through the Courts? Say no more, I'm gonna make a whole journey for them. But how?
You need to know that your lovely little Secret Santa can't cross two words together but has a small talent into visualizing concepts.
So I said "Listen, what people usually do during trips?". They send postcards to their loved ones!
And so here we are, with a carousel of postcards! Each one is unique for every Court and has some small messages inside! At the end, a small story came to me and I just realized it when I finished!
I really really hope you will appreciate your gift, I created a little tracklist too as you can see. <3
Please click on the pictures for a better quality and details because I know that Tumblr LOVES to make jokes. I really suggest the desktop mode!
TO THE SPRING COURT
TO THE SUMMER COURT
TO THE WINTER COURT
TO THE DAWN COURT
TO THE AUTUMN COURT
TO THE DAY COURT
Small surprise at the end with the Night Court involved ;)
Thank you so much for reading until here!
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