Ava Brynne

“Don't feel bad for one moment about doing what brings you joy.”― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

There's something relaxing about flat colors. I actually prefer them to shading (art by me).

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WELCOME TO ELUCIENWEEKFOREVER's first ever BOOK CLUB. Each week, we'll be sharing one fic we think everyone should read as we gear up for elucien week!

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This week's read is:

Mockingbird by @avabrynne

After Lucien reluctantly agrees to meet with Eris, he’s shocked when his brother reveals his biggest secret: he has eight-year-old twin daughters. Unwilling to entrust them to anyone else and with Beron's gaze on him more intense than ever, Eris has Lucien swear to protect the girls and take them with him. When it becomes clear they can’t stay in the human lands even when glamoured to look human, Lucien turns to the Night Court. While it’s easier to handle outbursts of young magic there, Lucien needs help. Enter Elain, who bonded quickly with the twins. On top of everything else, Lucien and Elain start to navigate their bond while also finding out a few more secrets, like who Lucien’s actual father is. It's an Autumn and Day Court family drama Elucien fic!

Link to Chapter 11 on Ao3

Link to Chapter 1 on Ao3

Snippet:

“It’s like we’re being haunted. I know they’re there, but we hardly ever see them. Just glimpses as they move about the house.”

“And let’s not forget, these ghosts like nabbing food. Something’s got to be done.”

Vassa smirked and moved a jigsaw puzzle piece across the rug before the fireplace to join the other edge pieces. “Ghosts don’t eat. You’re only grumpy about that because they didn’t leave you any muffins this morning.”

“I made the muffins therefore I get to eat at least one of the muffins. It’s practically an ancient law of this world. Besides, they were supposed to help me with breakfast and they’ve been using practice as an excuse not to.” Jurian thumped his fist on the plush arm of the forsaken pink sofa that they were all secretly fond of despite its hideousness. A couple in town had gifted it to the manor trio as a thank you present for their participation in the war, and none of them had the heart to turn it down. It was particularly jarring to Lucien. Such a vivid, horrendous shade of pink, but he wouldn’t part with it either.

“It’s only been a few days. They’re still settling in,” Lucien said. He tapped a puzzle piece and slid it into his own space where he was working on assembling ocean waves. He was sitting on the floor across from Vassa, his back resting against the bottom part of a cozy armchair. “It’s a great difference from how they used to live and we’re strangers to them, so forgive me for allowing them plenty of time to get used to their new surroundings before forcing them to socialize.”

Also he had no idea what to do with them.

You are challenged by Velaris City Gym Leader Morrigan, the Partying Warrior!

This, but make it Lucien Vanserra.

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