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hi! headcannons for jesminda?
Hello! Absolutely!
Jesminda taught Lucien how to catch fish with his hands. She often had to hunt food for herself, and Lucien had rarely done any hunting other than recreational when he was younger. So, she taught him everything he had to do. Lucien used to hate the feeling of the fish in his hands, but quickly learned how to get past it. Especially when Jesminda flicked water at him and smiled so brightly when he finally caught one.
Jesminda was friends with Eris. As general Eris knew all the small villages and met Jesminda on a patrol one day. They struck it off immediately because of Jesminda's bold and fearless personality. She asked why the prince was out by himself in these parts of the woods, and quickly they made conversation. Eris was fascinated by Jesminda, and whilst he didn't approve (for fear of the consequences) he understood why Lucien fell for her.
Jesminda is bisexual, she had a girlfriend before she got with Lucien who had been a lesser Faery from the Winter Court. She left Jesminda because when she accidently stayed in Autumn for far too long, the new climate and no access to the cold snow caused her temperature to rise until it nearly killed her. Jesminda raced her back to the border, but she was so distraught she disappeared into Winter and never returned.
Jesminda is a wild card, and incredibly strong. She does a lot of the heavy lifting since all her siblings are very young and her father is often away. She knows how to sword fight and often pinned Lucien to the ground during duels.
Jesminda wanted to travel the world, she wanted to see across all the continents and wanted to see humans. She sympathized with them and hated how they were treated by High Fae as it is very similar to how High Fae treat Lesser Faeries.
Jesminda advocated for change in Autumn. She was extremely active in communities that helped to relieve the suffering of the poorer parts of Autum and tried to help start a revolution against Beron. Which was ultimately a part in why she was executed by Beron instead of simply exiled.
Jesminda had no fear and no filter. She said what she thought, and never let anyone get away with injustice. Though she was also kind and warm, often caring for others in the community if sick or injured. Often, she roped Lucien into helping her babysit for the kids next door since they didn't have a dad and Lucien was the next best option.
Jesminda proposed to Lucien. Lucien was planning on it, but started stumbling at the last second, nearly backing out. So Jesminda reached out, took a ring off of his finger and proposed instead. Lucien was blushing and laughing but said yes. That was the same night Jesminda was killed.
Jesminda taught Lucien about the world. She knew so many facts about different cultures and the lands around them. Extremely intelligent, when it was common that Lesser Fae received less education than High Fae. She was very spiritual and taught Lucien a lot about respecting their lands and the importance of community.
Jesminda did not want to be buried in the earth. Rather she wanted she be scattered in the air, so her soul could be free to wander the world in the afterlife. Since Lucien was forced out, Eris honoured her request in his place. And left a marker of her name in the trunk of a willow tree where he had scattered her ashes. It only reads, Jesminda was here.
I hope you enjoyed these anon!
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Lucien who never left like he could be a good enough son for Beron, a good enough protected for Jesminda, a good enough brother to Eris, a good enough friend to Tamlin and Feyre, a good enough mate for Elain, spending time with Helion wondering if he was raised by him maybe he wouldn't be so full of self-doubt and loathing.
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Now that we're sharing Jesminda headcanons, I will say that I HCed her with wings ages ago and I ALSO HC that her wings were cut before she was executed which is why Lucien reacted so poorly to the cut-off wings in book 1.
I imagine her wings are adorable gossamer wings though. Like here:
#lucien vanserra#jesminda#headcanon#acotar headcanons#now i'm thinking about how poorly he will react to the fact that wing cutting for women is a tradition in illyria
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Lucien Vanserra POV:
Oh, simple thing, where have you gone?
I'm getting old, and I need something to rely on
So, tell me when you're gonna let me in
I'm getting tired, and I need somewhere to begin
And if you have a minute, why don't we go
Talk about it somewhere only we know?
This could be the end of everything
So, why don't we go somewhere only we know?
Somewhere only we know
Somewhere Only We Know - Keane
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What do you say to the people saying you are Gwyn’s daddy?
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Who’s gwyn?…
Wait actually better question
WHO’S PREGNANT
I THOUGHT YOU GUYS SAID THAT THE PEOPLE IN CALANMAI TOOK BIRTH CONTROL.
WHO FORGOT TO TAKE THIER PILLS.
Edit: I did a little research, not yall thinking it’s ianthe??? Cauldron boil me and fry me. Actually no, just drive a stake through me already.
Absolutely not. Die.
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Did Lucien try to use his healing abilities on Jesminda at the chance the something, anything could be done? Did he use his fire powers to burn her body when he realized he couldn’t save the one he loved? Does he live, wondering if he’ll ever have to do the same again?
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BRB - crying in the corner at my new headcanon that Eris went back and made sure Jesminda had a proper burial on behalf of his brother because it really was the LEAST he could do.
#and Lucien doesn’t even know#lucien vanserra#eris vanserra#eris acotar#lucien acotar#stttooooppp#already adding it to my fic#acotar
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This is a wild Elucien headcanon…
but please imagine Lucien being in a really dangerous situation with the Autumn court, like something happened and they have him as a prisoner, or unable to leave.
And Elain is there listening to how Lucien could potentially be held captive in a cold cell or even tortured.
And shes there when Eris says the only way to save him is if he has real ties to the Night Court or if he officially becomes a member, and the only way to do that is if he gets mated/married to someone from there, not anyone, but the High Lady’s sister.
And everyone is outraged with what he is suggesting but Elain is suddenly quiet.
And she suddenly says “I will do it” and everyone gapes at her, some try to talk her out of it (possibly Feyre or Nesta) but Rhys just nods.
And they send notice to the Autumn court that they cannot harm Lucien because he is a Night Court citizen, but Beron doesn’t believe it, he demands that Elain goes there so he can determine it.
Chaos, outrage, but she agrees, and she obviously doesn’t go alone. She convinces herself that while she doesn’t owe Lucien anything, she is tired of the bloodshed, the loss, and if she has the power in her hands, she will act. That is all, she couldn’t care less about him. She convinces herself she would be this worried for anyone that is close to her sister, it’s not because shes worried and scared and petrified of something bad happening to him.
They’re in the Forest House, they bring out Lucien who is luckily generally unharmed but Elain looks at the binds in his wrists and her whole body reacts to the sudden urge to protect. Beron takes one sniff at them and knows it is true. They’re mates. But Beron says an unfulfilled mating bond is not valid (listen idk about these fae laws bear with me) they need to marry. Elain declares that was the plan all along. Lucien is shocked. (I just imagine what must be going through his head seeing his mate stand before Beron in the same room where Jesminda was killed)
They let Lucien go with his mate but they have to stay in the Forest House until everything gets resolved. Elain and Lucien are shoved into a room, no more chains on him, but he doesn’t understand any of it.
Both of them are standing awkwardly in the room. Lucien is staring at her as if she has grown ears, still shocked, still reliving moments, furious at them for being so dumb as to risk themselves for him. He supposed he really was a big asset for Rhys to have done this. But her… why was she here? Why did she put herself in this position?
“Did they make you do this?” He says through his teeth.
She muses on what to say. “No” she gets offended with the assumption that she can’t make decisions for herself. “I agreed to this and came on my own free will”
“Why would you do such a thing?”
“Because I’m tired of people dying, I wouldn’t forgive myself if I could have done something” A silence and for some forsaken reason Elain has the need to add. “This doesn’t mean what you think it means”
Something irks at Lucien then, and the awoken nerves on his body make him respond to that. “And please tell, Lady, what do I think it means?”
Elain clenches her fists. “That I’ve changed my mind about you… about this” She signals between them. “This is just temporary, out of necessity”
Lucien just stares at her.
“I never entertained that you did, I can assure you.” It is easier to turn on her, on this beautiful female that is putting herself at risk for him, than to be hurt at the continuing rejection from her. “You’ve always just assumed that I’m some brute fae that wants to steal you away, let me tell you now that we’re speaking frankly, that its not the case. I can’t control the pull from the bond, but I have no interest in pursuing a female who doesn’t want me”
That sends Elain to retaliate. “What about the gifts then, was that not pursuing?” She cocks her head arrogantly.
“I was bringing them to Feyre as well. That was me being polite, but guess you don’t know the first thing about that”
“You are one to talk about politeness when I’m here risking my life for your neck and this is how you treat me” She takes one step closer.
“I never asked you to do it” He mirrors her and steps closer with his broad hands clenched in fists.
“I will just let you die next time then”
“Fine by me, as long as I don’t have to endure you shoving it on my face”
“Asshole”
“I’ve been called worse” A sly, angry smile creeps at one corner of his mouth. She suddenly realizes they’re breathing on each other’s face.
“And all this time I thought you were a gentleman” She summons her anger to keep focused.
“You will learn I can be a gentleman, Elain” Her name on his lips, for the first time. “But I can be so much worse too”
His breath is hot on her face, their hearts already beating fast.
“You admit you were pretending then, to win me over”
A sharp breathy laugh from him. “If I wanted to win you over, I would not have tried to be gentle”
Her lips form a thin line as she holds herself, the pull, his words, the sudden effect of his mismatched gaze intense on her face.
“You shouldn’t have done this” He says quietly, roughly, his eyes showing something beyond just annoyance, she sees the fear in them. She pushes it back.
“What’s done is done” She says. “We will pretend, see this through, and then we’re done”
“Alright, dove”
She’s startled. Her nostrils flare. She ignores the outrageous pet name he just used on her. “I’m going to take a bath, I suggest you do the same, you stink” She begins to walk away and stops herself “I mean after I’m done” She frowns as she strolls away.
He watches her with sudden amusement.
He’s scared, hes pissed and hurt. He’s tired. But something inside him sparks, and he can’t really put a name to it.
Oh he’s not alright.
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Favorite Elucien headcanons?
So many!
Elain has dreams/visions of Lucien. That's a big one. And many of them are sexy.
Elain loves Lucien's long hair.
Lucien is learning as much as he can about humans because he wants to know more about Elain when he can't talk to her directly right now. It makes him feel close to her.
Their mating bond connection is more emotion based than the others.
On that note, Lucien can feel what emotions Elain is hiding from everyone else.
Lucien is going to help Elain learn how to control and understand her powers.
Elain will learn about Jesminda and hold a special place for her in their relationship and in her heart.
They both decide to take their relationship slow but once it starts they can't help but move faster (physically and emotionally) than they expected.
Elain is going to make the bond acceptance very special for Lucien (full course hand made meal featuring his fave Autumn Court dishes that Eris sneaks to her from the LoA), and Lucien is going to propose/marry Elain because he knows how important that is to her.
Lucien tells Elain stories about her father when they were on the continent together.
Lucien will take Elain to see the tulip fields.
Lucien is surprised, awed, and so proud by how well Elain is at diplomacy.
Elain finds Lucien so attractive when he really, truly laughs.
Elain has a "who did this to you" moment about Lucien's scars.
Lucien always believes Elain can do it, no matter what it is.
And so many more of course. But this is getting long already. Thank you for the ask!
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How would y’all feel about a fic where Lucien is executed for being with Jesminda and Jesminda is exiled to Spring?
#ive been listening to hayloft ii on repeat and this is all i can think of#acotar#acotar headcanons#acotar au#jesminda#lucien vanserra#jesminda acotar#pro lucien vanserra
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Lucien NSFW Alphabet
A/N: My baby Lucien means the world to me and I need him carnally in ways you wouldn't understand.
A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Lucien to me, is the subbiest sub to ever sub. He can switch, but he was born to sub. When he is subbing, he is in it 100% and needs a lottt of aftercare. He needs to be cuddled, praised, maybe a hot bath. Your baby boy just did so well for you, treat him gently.
When he’s your dom though, damn does he take aftercare seriously. He’ll do a full debrief, he needs to know what you did and what you didn’t like. This male loves you so hard, he’s going to take good care of you.
B = Body part (their favourite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Lucien is quite self-conscious since Amarantha. He used to like his eyes, but he no longer finds his face very attractive. It takes a lot of convincing him that you think he is HOT STUFF.
His favourite part of his body are his forearms because when he rolls his sleeves up you are weakkkk.
His favourite part of your body are probably your eyes and your tits.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
Lucien cums soooo prettily, he’ll be flushed and panting and begging ‘Mummy please, please let me cum, please let me cum. I can’t hold it I can’t’ When you finally let him, it’ll spurt all the way up to his chest, his cock is so pent up. He absolutely loves it when you scoop it up onto your finger and feed it to him.
D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
This boy is absolutely starving for you at all times. When he’s in a more dom mood, his fantasy is to cockwarm you during a meeting. The idea of being buried within you with others watching, suspecting, gets him soooo hard. He would be so cocky about it, he would cum deep inside you and then smirk at the others like his girl was just sooo good for him.
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
I firmly believe that Lucien was an absolute wildchild. Eris could not control him at all, and he was useless enough to Beron as a youth that he was kept on quite a long leash. He was fingering girls in the woods. He absolutely knows what he is doing.
You are the first person he’s ever been comfortable subbing for apart from Jesminda, but they didn’t get too far. He needs leading through it when you first start, but he’s a quick learner.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Lucien loveesss having you in his lap, he wants to be as physically close to you as possible. That or he wants you on your hands and knees, back arched, hair down so he can pull you up to him.
When he’s subby he wants to be underneath you, there’s something so vulnerable about seeing you over him whilst he’s lying there, hands tied above him.
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)
If he’s subbing he is probably whining, moaning or crying. There’s no time for laughter. If he’s in control then yeah, he’s a cheerful guy, he likes to ease the tension a little sometimes.
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Lucien’s hair is the pride of his life, but he doesn’t really like having pubes. He doesn’t shave them all off, but he does keep himself very neatly trimmed. He’s just not a massive fan of them. He would prefer if you kept things neat too, but it’s not going to be a dealbreaker if you don’t.
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)
Lucien is capable of incredibly mushy gushy romance that has you absolutely giggling, kicking your feet and blushing. He will cradle you against him, cock buried deep in your wet heat and say something like ‘Gods pretty girl you were just made for me. Taking me so well, I love you so much.’
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
Lucien needs you, all of the time. He’s a pillow humper, especially when he’s suuuper subby and absolutely craving you, he’ll fuck the pillow desperately like he’s in rut, his cock leaking all over the fabric and making a wet sticky mess. When he cums he’ll be drooling and whining and crying for you, he wishes it was you.
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Cockwarming - I’ve already written this but gods he just wants to be inside you all day. Imagine him sat at his desk writing letters and you are absolutely dripping down his legs.
Public sex - Lucien wants people to see how good he fucks you. He is Helion’s son through and through.
Mummy kink - Fuckk he has mummy issues and don’t you know it. He’ll suck on your tits and call you mummy. He’s all ‘mummy please, please, I need you so bad, mummy it hurts’.
Edging - Lucien really wants you to control when he can cum, and more than that he wants to be teased all day. You’ll have him fuck your hand, you’ll suck him off, but he can only cum at the end of the day. And he really struggles, he often cums before he’s allowed and needs a lot of comfort after.
Bratting - Lucien is a brat. Lucien is a little shit. Enough said.
Cumming in pants - Lucien is always wet, his cock drools 24/7. Adding to the mess with his cum because he just couldn’t help it. That’s good shit right there.
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
Lucien is not fussy. He will have you anywhere. You have fucked in every room of his house.
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Lucien is wet in his pants all time time for you. His leaky dick is just drooling non stop because he loves you and he’s a horny baby. He wants you to come brush your fingers through his hair and ask him if he wants to sink into your pussy for a little while.
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn offs)
Lucien, whilst loving to push your buttons, needs a gentle hand when being punished. He loves being spanked. He hates being ignored. Be gentle with degradation. His absolutely hard no’s are: blood, anything that will scar, sounding (even though he’s subby he has limits), and tickling. He hates being tickled. He will kick you.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Lucien wants to be in your mouth all day everyday. The wet heat surrounding his cock as you spit and choke on him. Fuckkkkk.
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
He can do both because he is multi-faceted. He wants everyone to know that he has mastered every aspect of sex.
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
Mhm, quickies are good. Especially if he doesn’t get to cum and just gets left hard and needy. You get to cum though, of course, because you are his queen.
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
Yes of course Lucien wants to try literally anything with you. Want to try fucking him against a mirror so he can see the tears roll down his cheeks, sure. Want to hold him down and piss on him, I mean there’s a first time for everything. Want to spit in his mouth and slap him round the face, please do, please do.
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
He can be edged for days, but once he finally gets his dick in you he’s cumming pretty quickly honestly. You keep him on edge too much. He cums prematurely in his pants because you kissed him a bit too heatedly. But he’s always ready to go again soon after, don’t you worry.
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
Most of the toys you own are for him. Buttplugs, vibrating cock rings, a collar, many different ropes in lots of lovely colours to compliment his hair and skin. He wants to be trussed up all pretty for you.
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
He will tease you sub or not. He’s a cheeky little brat. ‘Gonna spank me mummy? I was a bad boy, you gonna spank me? You don’t look like you’re ready.’
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
The servants know to give you a wide berth when you’re fucking your boy. He’s whining, and he’s moaning and he’s screaming. You make him feel soooo good.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Lucien’s mother is 100% convinced that her angel, perfect, baby is still a virgin. She’s in complete denial about it. Eris has tried to let her down gently, but she was not having it at all. You two have a very healthy sex life and his mother is simply blind.
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Lucien’s cock is soo pretty. It’s flushed at the tip and curves upwards slightly and it produces so much precum he has to change his underwear multiple times a day. He used to be embarrassed by it, but to be honest now it just proves how much he wants you. He soaks his pants like a girl and loves to be teased about it (only by you).
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
Very high. But he has very good self control. He won’t bother you about it unless he is 100% sure that you are also in the mood.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)
Sleepy baby needs to be tucked up in bed after an exhausting day of being fucked brainless by his mummy. Give him a little kiss and he’s out cold.
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Many people have a headcanon that the stranger who appeared at the Archerons’ door asking Papa Archeron to invest was Lucien, so I decided to write the scene! This is the first coherent thing I’ve written in ages so don’t judge me too hard😭 Also I have no idea what currency is used in acotarland so I’m using pounds because it’s based on Britain.
Lucien had not even seen a human house yet and he already felt like an outsider. He was no stranger to the feeling; it was how he’d felt when he’d first shown up in Spring, covered in his brothers’ blood, steam curling off his body from the fire in his veins, his ember smell and red hair both clear signs that he didn’t belong. However, at least, while his magic had felt weaker outside of his home territory, it had still felt potent. Even with Amarantha’s stupid curse. But here… By the Cauldron, this place was so dreary. So ordinary. If this was where Feyre had grown up, no wonder she was such an ignorant mortal fool. Her human life was so mundane compared to his. Lucien couldn’t imagine living here his whole life like this.
Tamlin had offered to send an entire entourage to protect him, but Lucien had insisted that just a horse would do. He needed to look wealthy, not like a prince. He wasn’t going to be slain by two girls and their absentee father. Andras had only been killed because he had willed it. Lucien shut down that thought, not wanting to think about the pain he’d felt when Andras had died. His closest friend in Spring, most likely. Tamlin was his friend too, but he was also his High Lord; the relationship was inherently unequal, unlike with Andras.
At last, Lucien exited the forest. The clearing was even more boring than the trees. The ground was a yellowish-green reminiscent of dying grass, and every step was a loud crunch under the horse’s hooves. Pahhh. No wonder Feyre was half-dead when she’d first arrived. Then Lucien felt guilty for thinking that way. It wasn’t her fault the humans were left like this. Prythian before Amarantha had ample resources to help out the humans, but they hadn’t. They’d freed them from slavery to the Fae, only to make them slaves to their basest instincts.
They were even worse off than the lesser faeries. Lucien’s eyes stung as he remembered Jesminda’s dream of an equal Prythian, the dream Tamlin was working hard towards. She would’ve loved Tamlin and the Spring Court.
Calm down Lucien, he chastised himself as he urged the horse onward. Holy shit, Tamlin hadn’t exaggerated; these homes and buildings were tiny. He moved through bustling streets with little humans pushing carts full of wares of some kind. Several stopped what they were doing to stare at him. Excellent; he set himself apart plenty simply being astride this mare.
As Tamlin had said, the Archeron home wasn’t hard to find. Mostly because of the lingering faerie scents that he followed all the way to their house. He didn’t remember human etiquette as it had been ages since he’d met one, but it couldn’t be that different from Faerie etiquette, right? Right?? Cauldron boil him, he should’ve done more research, but he didn’t think it would be that big a deal. Tamlin’s glamour magic that he’d cast as he kidnapped Feyre should hold, plus Lucien’s own glamour magic.
He didn’t have anything to tie his horse to, so he gently descended the horse and led her near the side of the house, praying that she wouldn’t run. Then he knocked on the door, internally cussing at this infernal hat he was wearing. Some gentlemanly human fashion that he despised.
The door opened a minute later. Lucien looked down at a small woman who looked a lot like Feyre- only, her features were sharper, stronger. Her dirty blonde hair was up in a braided crown, her angled brows were arched as her silvery-blue eyes assessed him with a courtier’s precision. Lucien instantly recognized this one as Nesta- the older sister. Cold, cunning, and more beautiful than Lucien had expected. He gave her a practiced courtier’s smile as he bowed to her. “Hello, Lady. I was wondering if your father was home?” Nesta stared at him suspiciously, eyes narrowed. “What could you possibly want with him?” Another feminine voice in the background gasped, but Lucien maintained his smile, only replying, “He is a merchant, is he not, Lady? I have a proposition for him.”
“Our father hasn’t been a merchant in many years,” Nesta said coldly. Oh, she was a viper, alright. She’d fit right in at the Autumn Court. Unfortunately for her, Lucien had far too much experience with people worse than her. “Perhaps what I suggest will convince him to get back into it.”
Nesta looked him up and down again. Somehow, Lucien got the feeling that she could see through the glamour. Impressive. Lucien’s smile morphed into a smirk as Nesta continued to stare her displeasure. “See something you like, my lady?” Nesta’s eyes instantly snapped back to his. “How dare- oh just come in; let’s get this over with quickly.”
Lucien bowed again, and unable to help himself, he sent a wink and grin Nesta’s way before he turned towards the man sitting on the chair. Lucien repressed his wince of sympathy at the ruined leg. That must have hurt a lot when he got it. He didn’t know the story, but it made Lucien’s face twinge in memory of his own eye getting carved out. “Does that hurt?” Lucien asked the man, nodding at the leg. The man blinked, as though surprised to be addressed. “Often,” he admitted. “Particularly when I try to stand up.” Unable to help himself, Lucien blurted, “I could give you supplies to help you with that, you know, Lord.”
The man cringed. “Please just call me Tristan. And I couldn’t possibly accept-“
“Please, Tristan. I insist. It’s just in my satchel here. Give me one moment.” He bowed to him and turned around, the scent of jasmine wafting into his nose. That’s when he saw her.
The younger sister: Elain. She had the same burnished gold hair of her sisters, but her eyes were wholly different; she had lovely doe eyes that you could drown in. She had a slight blush on her face, and she had an inviting smile on her face as she fluttered her eyelashes at him. “Won’t you tell us your name, my lord?” Lucien had fully intended on giving them an alias, but he fumbled on his words, instead saying, “I-my name is Lucien.”
“Lucien.” His name on her tongue-
“Pretty name for a pretty lord,” Elain teased, and Lucien felt his face heat up. His shirt sleeve sparked with fire, and Lucien hastily patted it down. Why was he so nervous? Elain wasn’t the first beautiful woman he had ever seen. “Why, um, thank you, Lady Elain.”
“How do you know her name?” Nesta cut in, and Lucien sighed. She was even worse than Feyre. He turned to her, letting that practiced smile return. “You didn’t think I wouldn’t know about the family of the man who I’m trusting with my money, did you?” Lucien tried not to laugh at the expression on Nesta’s face as he sauntered out of the cabin to get the faerie pain killer and tonic. He made a mental note to get new ones once he went back home. This man needed it more than him, and he could just get more when he went home.
Thankfully, his horse was obediently standing near the side of the house, and Lucien rustled through his satchel, getting the two bottles he always kept on him. Then he strolled back towards the front door, knocking politely again. This time, the door was opened by Elain, who gave him that adorable smile again. “Lord Lucien.” Lucien gave her a real grin, replying, “Lady Elain.” “Please don’t worry about my sister. She can be a little…overprotective, but she means well, I promise.” Lucien lifted a hand to place on Elain’s shoulder assuredly before he remembered that humans were really weird about physical contact.
“Rest assured, I understand your sister’s misgivings. I’m a strange man entering your home, and I know of the struggles ladies must go through in this world. I do not resent her for her attitude.” Elain beamed. “Does that mean you’ll visit us again?” While Lucien had been careful to avoid physical contact, it seemed Elain had no such qualms; she grabbed his forearm with her small, surprisingly strong hands. Lucien stiffened slightly in surprise. He was going to say no when he caught a glimpse of her expression and scented her mood. Her excitement was so contagious. “You seem a worldly man. Have you traveled much?” Lucien blinked. “Yes, I have.” He opened his mouth to say more, but his mind was blank. Cauldron boil him-
“Excellent! Then it’s settled then; you’re coming back so you can tell me all about your travels,” Elain said firmly. Lucien blushed again. Think of something intelligent to say! “As you say, my lady,” Lucien finally managed. Then the two of them walked back to her father, Elain’s hand still on his arm. Lucien felt Nesta’s glaring at it, but he didn’t care; he was glowing at her hand on him, and he was too giddy to wonder why. “Here it is, Tristan. When you feel pain, take two sips of this red liquid and your pain shall go away. Rub this purple liquid into your leg every day to help relieve the bones in that area. I shall leave them on this table.” Lucien placed them on the wooden table where he noticed Tamlin’s claw marks punched into the table. By the Cauldron, Tam. You went all the way with the theatrics, didn’t you?
“Now, for my request: I know of your reputation, so I am asking you to invest some of my money for me.”
Tristan inquired, “And how much do you wish me to invest, Lord Lucien?” “Twenty thousand pounds.” Elain gasped and Nesta moved to cover her younger sister’s mouth. Tristan stared at him in disbelief. “Twenty thousand? Really?”
“Of course. Will that be a problem?”
“Well…it’s just so much money…”
Lucien resisted the urge to snarl at him. His patience was waning. “No, it’s nothing to me. Just a small sum to see what you can do. I’ll think of investing more if I am interested.” Tristan stared at him some more. “That sounds like a wonderful idea!” Elain exclaimed, walking forward as her sister tried to shush her again. “My father would be delighted to accept your investment, my lord.” Lucien sighed slightly in relief as Elain met his eyes. “Thank you,” he mouthed at her. She merely winked at him, and Lucien blushed again. Something was wrong with him; must be the human weather.
“Erm, yes, of course I would,” Tristan said with slight confusion. “Father-“ Nesta began, but Lucien spoke over her. “Splendid! I could not be more grateful.” Lucien reached his hand into midair, searching for that small bag of gold Tamlin had given him and stored in the ether. At last, he found it, handing it to Tristan. “Here’s another token of my gratitude.” Tristan blinked, as if he could not possibly believe his luck, and Lucien handed him another back, this one with the twenty thousand pounds. “It has been a pleasure doing business with you, Lord Tristan, and meeting your wonderful daughters.” He bowed to each of them in turn before exiting the room.
“Wait!” Elain cried, just as Lucien mounted his horse. Lucien turned to Feyre’s sister. He tried not to get distracted by her big brown eyes as she said breathlessly, “You will come back, won’t you, my lord?” He hadn’t planned on it, no. But he couldn’t bring himself to say that to her. “I swear it, my lady Elain.” She grinned then, her fully smile so brilliant it took Lucien’s breath away. “Until then, my Lord Lucien.”
That expression remained imprinted on Lucien’s mind all the way back to the Spring Court.
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Some scenes that I would like to see between Elain and Lucien in their book —
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A discussion between them regarding both Graysen and Jesminda. I believe expressing where both of them are coming from would be a good foot forward in the beginning of their relationship. Elain will learn more about Lucien’s initial reservations to their mating bond, and in turn Lucien will understand all that Elain lost in becoming fae.
A moment where Lucien tells Elain about his travels with Papa Archeron and Elain asking him more and more questions—no matter the relevance—just to hear anything about her father. Lucien stays up all night just to do so.
A personal headcanon of mine is that Elain and Lucien are going to travel to the mortal content and have to stay at an inn for the night. The two people one bed scene aside, I am thinking back to the film, “Leap Year,” where the two characters had to pretend to be engaged/married in order to stay at the inn and I would love that to happen for Elucien. Pretending to be married and having to act as such in their awkward phase.
Lucien tells Elain about what happened to his eye and Elain kissing the scar.
I want a heated confession. Maybe the confession was not supposed to happen, but it did in the heat of the moment. I would ideally love for Elain to be the one to confess first.
When Elain accepts the mating bond, she gives Lucien food made from the vegetables from her garden. The same garden she tended to wearing the gloves that he gifted her for Solstice. She also wears the pearls he gifted her for Solstice when presenting him the food.
Their mating bond ceremony takes place in the Day Court during Summer Solstice. I see it being a grand event that they planned together—two people who adore large gatherings and planning such. I also want Lucien to craft Elain a mortal wedding band to further connect her back to her mortal life, as if to say that she does not have to give up everything she’s desired in being mated with him.
A kiss in the rain. A desperate first kiss.
Their sass returns when around one another and they banter so good. Lucien smirking around her and Elain huffing, but having to hide her smile to not give herself away. Lucien knows, anyways, and teases her.
Lucien catches a fish barehanded to cook for their dinner while they are on the moral continent. The next morning, they stroll through the tulip fields that Elain had expressed wanting to see. Lucien places a tulip behind her ear.
Elain was born on the Summer Solstice. Similarly to how Feyre was born on the Winter Solstice that further tied her to Rhysand, I see Elain being born on the longest day of the year to further tie her to Lucien.
Lucien and Elain gardening together.
Lucien calling Elain, “Lady,” more within their interactions and Elain having made a nickname for him, as well.
Elain having visions of their future together. At first, this is what has made her so uncomfortable around him. Over time, as she finds herself becoming both more comfortable with Lucien and with her ability, she yearns for these visions. She can see that Lucien is safe in their future and she can see the family and foundation that they will establish and build for themselves. I see them being Prince and Princess of a section of the Day Court, but will travel as emissaries across Prythian and across the moral lands.
Elain joins the Band of Exiles. This is the only group of characters that will not coddle her and will instead treat her as one of their own.
Horseback riding and Lucien teaching Elain how to shoot an arrow—possibly even a few self defense lessons. I do not see Elain taking on the warrior archetype, but I do see her learning a few key moves to not leave herself so vulnerable. Lucien also gifts her a weapon that she keeps as her own [no need to give that one back.]
Elain meeting the LoA and that is the first instance where we learn Lucien’s mother’s name. I see the LoA being very similar to Elain.
Elain braiding Lucien’s hair back.
— The moral of the story is that I expect Elucien to be my favorite couple and I have very high hopes for them and for the scenes that I believe can come about between them.
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i kind of don't want it to be a retcon that eris played a role in lucien's suffering w jesminda because i headcanon that all of them are products of abuse and if you don't follow orders, it's your neck on the line hence the cut throat environment. we've seen that eris seems to look at lucien with regret in battle when lucien ignores his brother. it would be interesting to see them try and build a bridge and seek forgiveness
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Lucien, Jesminda, Elain: A Headcanon.
TW: Grief
I have this headcanon that Lucien has never been able to visit Jesminda's grave because of the massive weight of his own guilt.
Elain learns this and visits it herself, in an attempt to help him overcome this. It is an unremarkable, unadorned grave, forgotten by the ages.
So Elain does what Elain does best. She spends a year making beautiful things out of nothing at all. She grows an absolute eden around the grave. A sea of autumnal flowers- Dahlia, violas, chrysanthemum, aster. She grows a garden a half mile wide in every direction. And the site transforms from a heartless place to one now flourishing with life.
She brings him there, after a year.
Lucien stiffens when he realizes where they are.
Elain merely takes his hand with an endless tide of reassurance and leads him to the site.
His face folds with emotion when he realizes what she's done.
"So that she might rest somewhere as worthy of her as you once were, and always have been, and always will be, Lucien."
And for the first time in her life, Elain watches tears slip down Lucien's golden cheek.
He tries to speak but there are no words.
Elain merely leans her head on his shoulder and wraps her arms around him.
Because sometimes, words really aren't needed.
Sometimes, just being silent, and knowing, and holding someone who has suffered immeasurable loss,
is truly enough.
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The Tairen Soul Series by CL Wilson is an absolutely incredible glimpse into how a mating bond instantly snapping can be done well and there are so many Elucien parallels.
(will contain spoilers)
Jesminda mirrors the lost love of the MMC. He loved her without a bond just as Lucien loved Jesminda without a confirmed one however neither female was ever going to be their true mate (mate of the soul).
Lucien and the MMC of the Tairen Soul Series (Rainier) also struggled to accept having to let go of their first loves memory, feeling responsible for their deaths, wanting their bonds while also struggling with having one:
However both Lucien and Rainier confirm that they are mated males and have no interest in any sort of female companionship outside of their mates.
Rainier's words to Ellysetta (the FMC) match those of Rhys's words in regards to Elain and her bond. How they could reject the bond however it will always have a claim on their soul that no other can match. For Elain, the bond will trail her for the rest of her life no matter who she ends up with.
And Elain and Ellysetta when it comes to their mates? While clear evidence of feeling a pull to them they also showed fear, uncertainty, hesitation:
Side note, Ellysetta feeling Rainier reminds me an awful lot of Lucien saying:
More fear on Ellysetta's part:
"Please, do not shrink from me."
I guess a mate shrinking back doesn't always mean they can't still be endgame.
If Ellysetta confirms that the sensations are both frightening and compelling than why can't Elain be feeling the same? Fright is an easy emotion to be witnessed by an observer however it's not quite as easy to recognize if they're also a bit thrilled.
To me the only difference is the Tairen Soul Series follows Ellysetta. It features her POV therefore we see all her thoughts, the good and bad whereas with Elain we've only had others perception of her thoughts or things she's said which we can not say with certainty reflect her true feelings.
This is an example of something we might see with Elain without her POV:
However this is what we'd get if we had her POV:
Taking Ellysetta's words at face value we'd be led to believe that she does not care what Rainier does or with whom (also, the above is a complete misunderstanding as she misinterpreted what Rain was actually saying to Kelissande) but with her POV we see she's lying about not caring.
Side note but I also love how something in the book parallels the headcanon I have that Elain will be the one to heal the Pegasus foals:
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