One Lineart, Four Artists, Five Paintings: Elucien Edition 🖼️✨shoutout To My Amazingly Talented

are both the urls in your DNI the same person? i wanna be sure before i block them & whatnot

yes. the two urls are the same user.

someone pls make someone just as equally if not stronger than her king, queen idc both?? and just have that be the root of her long sleep.

some verses that i want to have plots for:

vampire king. think of lucien like dracula. the last of us/end of the world. think lucien having a large manner that has a huge bunker from his family. modern world. think of lucien being in a big powerful company, living his life the way he wants too. modern world 2.0. think of lucien in a rock/metal band but secretly adores playing the violin. acotar 2.0. lucien completely leaves prythian to the human lands. + lucien in any other worlds. such as fourth wing, bridgerton, got, star wars.

FOUNDATION 2.08 The Last Empress

yikes. seeing a lot of people on my dash interact with my dni.

did your boyfriend eat you out today, or do i have to?

“trouble?” her voice is a siren song to the creature that is known as cecily. red cherry lips are plumped and glossed, wet with need. lips curving upward as the wild ancient fae curls her ivory digits along the silken fabric that hung upon her slender shoulder. using her index finger she pulls at the strap softly, “i think,” sera whispers leaning forward to press her bodyweight against the female. “i can handle you.”

♱ ࣪ ˖ *͟ ▒ | | | OPEN STARTER , 𝑚𝑢𝑡𝑢𝑎𝑙𝑠 𝑜𝑛𝑙𝑦 .

❛ ❛ you know , ❜ ❜ begins the vampire , sounding dryly AMUSED as tone stretches thin ( ... ) intentions could be read as innocent if it weren't for the dangerous GLEAM of her eyes reaching that wicked smile . ❛ ❛ — you're flirting with the worst kind of trouble . ❜ ❜ whether or not they know this already , cecily likely won't be left wondering for long .

the forest is a lung. it is a brain. it is a great organism made up of moving parts. when you walk through the forest, you are not in a place. you are in a being, traveling through its arteries while it breathes and thinks around you. the forest feels your presence. it knows that you are there.

it took lucien several months to feel even a mere ounce of comfortable before he dared used his abilities in front of elain, terrified that the moment he had used his own magic the red headed bitch would find them— and end his mate. in this particular moment, he watches the bite mark upon her flesh glow. a proud mark of his true identity, seen. how she hadn’t shyed away from him, even as he continued to show his true self. his cheeks burn at her sight, still bare. “you love it @seerfawn, admit it.” he teases against her flesh, reaching forward and hauling her limbs into him. “you like.. this.” he whispers along her jaw line, his fingers diving between her pretty thighs.

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elain turns back to the mattress beneath her, rubbing against the pressure of lucien hovering above her back. "i was stating a fact," she argues in response, feeling a steadily growing heat between her thighs. elain still isn't used to what his fae abilities can cause. his hand, having taken a dip, now adds to the fire he's already set. a gently exhaled whimper falls as @faempry laughs. "you don't have to be mean about it." when she turns herself over, the marks he's peppered her skin with are almost glowing.

OSCAR ISAAC as ABEL MORALES

A MOST VIOLENT YEAR (2014) | DIRECTED BY J.C. CHANDOR