Title: The Naughty Apartment

For Elucien Week 2026 | Day 3: Peak Yearning

Status: One-shot | 11,761 words | Rated E

Summary: When Elain discovers Lucien’s apartment, she can’t resist sneaking inside. What starts as a harmless little visit quickly turns into her making herself a little too comfortable while he’s away. It’s only a matter of time before Lucien catches her in the middle of something naughty. Set during ACOSF.

Lucien finally decides to confront Elain about their mating bond – only to discover she doesn’t even believe that it’s real!

What will it take to convince her otherwise?

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@elucienweekofficial Snippet below the cut...

But the good news is that I'll be done this week.

All that's left is the last chapter and the epilogue.

Feeling like Sam after Mordor (he's my 💚), but I'm also so very sad.

It'll be about 48k words in total by the end, I think.

Bat boys (+ Tamlin for some reason)

snog - Cassian. He seems like he'd be a good time, if no emotional attachment was involved.

marry - Tamlin. I can fix him!

avoid - Azriel. Noooo thank you.

Kill - Rhys. No shade and full respect to people who love him but I am a card-carrying hater.

The sisters (+ Mor)

No kill edition: 'have a sleepover with' is my fourth option. But look, I made it even!

snog - Mor. She'd know what she's doing and not waste my time giggling about it.

marry - Nesta, my bride. My queen.

avoid - Feyre. She gives mean girl energy and I get enough of that online already.

have a sleepover with - Elain. She'd bring great weed brownies, for one, and have good fashion tips I suspect.

Just a little snippet for very patient people! Remember, YGM isn't on hiatus, I'm just taking a break to make space for another fic update! :)

Lucien ground his jaw even more. It was, [Elain] supposed, annoying but reasonable. “Any other terms?” he grunted.

Rhys’ smile grew alarmingly sharp and his violet eyes glittered. “Just the one. While I understand that you two have been seeing one another, if Elain is going to train in Day under your escort, Lucien, then I don’t want my mate and I to spend the next several weeks wondering whether you’re using proximity to potentially influence anything. You will not touch Elain while away for her training."

Mortification, bright and hot, rose in Lucien’s face and the oily feeling of shame flooded the bond. “I will have you know that I have been nothing but respectful—”

“I beg your pardon?” Elain cut him off sharply, rising abruptly to her feet. “Nobody here gets the right to decide who can or cannot touch me—”

“Oh, it’s nothing personal,” Rhysand insisted, still smiling as he waved her off. Elain didn’t need to be a daemati or half a millennium old to know how much of a lie that was, though the why of it was still a mystery. “It’s the mating bond, that’s all. I know from firsthand experience how hard those instincts are to overcome, especially when one’s mate is in close proximity.” He turned to her then. “Think of Lucien as… oh, what did Feyre call them… the adults that escorted eligible young ladies?”

“Chaperones,” Elain answered stiffly.

“Yes, that!  Much obliged, Elain.” The High Lord clapped his hands together briskly. “But! Those are my terms, if you both are truly serious about pursuing training in Day.”

Lucien was staring daggers at him. Broadswords, even, before he barked a short, humorless laugh. “You really think that the bond is all this is about, Rhysand?”

“I think,” Rhys answered, perfectly pleasantly, “that you’re a male who’s spent years waiting for an opportunity, and that you’ve conveniently presented me with a plan during a crisis that places you both together, in another court, under minimal supervision.” His eyes went hard, suddenly. “So convince me otherwise.”

Lucien opened his mouth but hesitated, choosing instead to weigh his words; Elain decided to fill the silence. “He doesn’t need to.”

“Elain—” Lucien interjected.

“I agree,” Elain declared. “I accept the terms, or whatever you say to agree.”

A sudden shock of pain bloomed in between her shoulders, at the base of her neck; reaching back to rub at the spot, the skin felt smooth but hot, like she’d been resting against a hot water bottle. She watched as a moment later Lucien and Rhysand did the same thing.

“The bargain is struck,” intoned Rhys. “So it is, and so shall it be.”

“Heh,” murmured Lucien, gazing between Elain’s shoulder blades. “Elain, move your hand?” She did. “A blue-black moon and sun against a field of wildflowers… oh my, that’s colorful.”

“Colorful?” Rhys asked petulantly. “Five hundred years of making bargains and now I get one with color?” He seemed affronted by the entire notion. “How many?”

Lucien could barely contain his smile. “So many colors, High Lord.”

Rhys swore in High Velarian.

Taglist behind the cut! Let me know if you want to be added for when Chapter 2 comes out. :)

I'd love to know more about the projects you're working on for Elucien week! I've seen you've already shared some snippets with us, so I was wondering - would you be willing to share an image or two that you feel capture the vibe of your project? 👀

We know Lucien rented this elegant riverside apartment in the nicest part of Velaris when he was still hoping to settle in, explore the city, and spend time around Elain every day. I can absolutely picture him decorating it to be super cozy, hoping to invite Elain over for tea and conversation.

Here’s a peek at his apartment, including the hairpin Elain uses to pick the lock. 👑

Banner above, art and dividers below by: @themadmorrigan! Profile pic art and Discord template in fic by @itsblobross.

Status: Multi-chapter (in progress)

Rating: M (honestly, T is probably fine but not taking chances)

Relationships: Nesta Archeron x Eris Vanserra (Neris), background Elain x Lucien (Elucien), Jurian x Vassa (Jassa), Helion x LoA, Feyre x Rhysand (Feysand), Emerie x Gwyn (Gwymerie)

Fic Summary: Nesta Archeron did the one thing you’re never supposed to do: text the number on the bathroom stall. To her surprise, she and the mysterious stranger on the other end have more in common than she could ever have expected.

Read Chapter 24 here!

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

Fandom: A Court of Thorns and Roses

Pairing: Elain Archeron/ Lucien Vanserra

Rating: M (implied and mentioned sexual content)

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Tag list: @olenvasynyt @lizzytish25 @thequirkytravels-blog @crazy-ache @gooseyjossip @themadmorrigan

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Summary:

The day after Winter Solstice was supposed to be like any other for Elain Archeron. She would wake up with the morning glow and go about her day. She would continue to ignore the string tied to her ribs. She would set aside his gift in a bottom drawer, only to marvel at it later when alone at night. She would act like everything was okay within her heart and head as she fought against the bond pulling her towards one Lucien Vanserra.

But this year wasn’t like the morning after the last two winter solstices. This year she woke up in bed with the male she fought so hard against opening up to. Her mate.

FEEDING MY ELUCIEN BABES 💖💖💖

This insanely talented artist is @jacqueillustrates

Commissioned by @lulufoxlainfawn and myself

Link to Instagram post

Lay All Your Love On Me 🌺

Rating: Explicit Pairings: Elain x Lucien, Gwyn x Azriel, Nesta x Eris, Jurian x Vassa, Thea Archeron (OC) x Marcus of Summer (OC) + more unhinged crackship pairings POVs: Elain, Lucien, Thea, Nesta, Eris, Gwyn, Azriel, Vassa Status: WIP Chapter count: 11/? AO3: Lay All Your Love On Me Tag list: @hisnameislucien @themadmorrigan @limeandorange @musty-old-claptrap @frostystarlight @crazy-ache @gooseyjossip @misstyfikacja @lizzytish25

Chapter 11 is now live!

For twenty-seven years, Elain Archeron has raised her daughter, Thea, on an island off the coast of Adriata alone. She doesn’t speak to her parents or sisters, and Thea’s father is not in their lives. However, on the eve of Thea’s wedding to the High Lord of Summer’s son, Elain’s three ex-lovers appear out of the blue. They have questions, Thea has questions, but does Elain have all the answers?

Chapters so far if you want to catch up:

Elain spent days trying to decide on a color for this year’s Starfall. Green was out of the question, since it was the color he preferred to wear. Her sisters were coming in matching colors with their mates. Elain, usually taking the safe route with a shade of pink, wanted to try something different this time. After contemplating between crimson and amethyst, she chose the latter. Purple was a darker shade of pink, after all. Kind of. Surely he wouldn’t show up in that color, and even if he did, it would probably be a much darker tone. Or simply green.

That’s what she thought.

Yet there he stood, in the exact same shade of amethyst as her dress, looking as shocked as she felt.

“I can go home and change,” he offered politely.

“No need to do that,” Elain forced out, trying to calm the rapid pounding of her heart. Everyone was watching them. Amused. Worried. She hated the audience.

“I should — it’s making you uncomfortable.”

“Having you change would make me even more so. We’re already here, and everyone has seen us. I don’t mind. We’ll just…” Politely ignore each other.

He understood, inclining his head. She could see the hurt in his eyes. The longing.

Wanting to say at least one nice thing to him, she added — politely, of course — “The color suits you.”

He looked genuinely startled. A blush crept over his handsome face, deepening the hue of his mysterious scar. Elain’s fingers twitched.

“I am so glad to hear that,” he replied, the corner of his lips turning upward in the barest hint of a smile. “I was worried people would mistake me for Rhys.”

Elain couldn’t hide her amusement, or the slight bubble of laughter that wanted to escape her chest.

The curve of his lips turned into a real smile, his eyes shining at her reaction. They stared at each other, and for a moment, it didn’t feel uncomfortable. It didn't feel awkward.

Sugar

Chapter 2: Read on ao3 ˗ˏˋ ´ˎ˗ Start at the beginning

Fic Rating: Explicit

Summary: Modern AU - Elain and Lucien broke up but oh noo they adopted a cat together so they have to keep in touch wcgw

AGAIN gigantic shout out to my beloved irl inspo lmao and sweetest cheerleader @hisnameislucien 💞