It's time for another Snowbaird Valentine prompt, so 💃
I'm in love with this very short story 🥰
As usual I tag @snowbaird-events and @burntblueberrywaffles 🥰 Also I've already talk about this idea back then in the snowbaird discord server... Eheheheh.
Coriolanus had stayed close to his mum, clinging to his dress while all around him was pure chaos .
He and his mum and dad had gone to see a show, there at District Thirteen, which had already been chaotic in itself - all people dancing and singing, and Coriolanus, squeezed into his little purple coat, had held his mum's hand so as not to risk getting lost in the crowd… At least until his daddy had put him on his shoulders, allowing him to see the stage where several colorful people were playing and singing - and then his mummy had kissed his daddy goodbye and taken him in her arms and run behind the stage, in the middle of a city of colorful tents. Now they were in one of them, and Mum was sitting at the small table in that makeshift kitchen, chatting happily with the woman who was singing as if they were old friends, even though they could not be more different from each other.
And, around them, other kids and children were chasing each other and shouting and playing... Chaos .
Coriolanus could not understand how they could all be so wild without the adults caring.
The few times he himself raised his voice while playing, a glance from his father was enough to extinguish any enthusiasm.
He felt lost, and bewildered.
"Why don't you play with everyone else, Coryo?" his mother finally told him, pulling his little hands off her dress "You'll see you'll have fun" she concluded, giving him a wink. It was their secret code to let him know that at that moment, away from daddy's gaze, they could do something forbidden .
And it wasn't that Coriolanus didn't want to play. It was just that... It was too much.
He wasn't used to having all those people around.
Not to disobey his mum, however, he shyly broke away from her and took a few steps towards two little boys who seemed to be the same age as him. The two - a boy and a girl - were talking animatedly to each other and Coriolanus froze again, uncertain.
Then something caught his attention, a movement he registered out of the corner of his eye.
Coriolanus turned and saw a little girl, who could not have been more than two years old and was tiny, enter the kitchen-tent yawning and rubbing her eyes. Without saying hi to anyone she grabbed a chair and started dragging it towards the kitchen cabinet and Coriolanus, alarmed, took two steps towards her. Before he could do anything, however, she had already climbed over the chair and leaned towards her target - a bowl filled with gummy sweets.
Coriolanus cast an anguished glance at his mother and the lady friend, but the two were laughing without caring what was going on around them.
The little girl had grabbed a handful of candy and then the chair had wobbled and Coriolanus, without thinking, had run towards her. The little girl, however, kept her balance and, as if nothing had happened, got off the chair again and shoved some sweets into her mouth. She turned around and Coriolanus saw that she had woken up completely and had two bright dark eyes.
The two of them studied each other for a moment and then, with a bright smile, she held out her little hand to him with the candy that had stuck a little, covered in saliva.
"You cute," she told him, and Coriolanus felt embarrassed, "Want some?"
Normally, Coriolanus would never have accepted anything in that condition. Not only was the candy with saliva on them, not only did he not even know her. But there was something about her... Barely hesitating, he took a candy and put it in his mouth. It tasted like strawberries.
"Me Lucy Gray," the little girl introduced herself.
"My name is Coriolanus," he replied, courteously, articulating the words well as he had been taught by his daddy.
Lucy Gray laughed and then grabbed him by one sleeve of his purple coat and then trotted towards the other children, dragging him along.
No longer thinking about anything, no longer feeling intimidated, Coriolanus started to play and soon was running and laughing around the table like everyone else, never losing sight of his new friend.
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Link on ao3:
Snowbaird AU fest day 1: no games
The first run of the Smut week will start in three days!!!
For those who need a reminder, here are the prompts!
Day 1 - June 16 : virginity
Day 2 - June 17: hickeys/marking
Day 3 - June 18: bondage
Day 4 - June 19: exhibitionism
Day 5 - June 20: breeding
Day 6 - June 21: mirrors
Day 7 - June 22: outdoors sex
Reposting the link to the ao3 collection in case anyone needs it!!
Okay so after being FLAGGED AND TAKEN DOWN, I've uploaded my art to image chest. Here's a preview:
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I posted the second prompt of the snowbaird smut week 💖
Hickeys/marking 😏 it's dedicated to all the sniwbaird discord server and @burntblueberrywaffles in particular 💖
Enjoy!
Link:
@snowbaird-events 💖
I'm not doing every prompt, but I thought I'd give a little for snowbaird smut week! This one caught my eye because these two are absolutely crazy for each other.
Hope you enjoy, and keep your eye out this week! @snowbaird-events
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Day 1 - June 16 : virginity
Day 2 - June 17: hickeys/marking
Day 3 - June 18: bondage
Day 4 - June 19: exhibitionism
Day 5 - June 20: breeding
Day 6 - June 21: mirrors
Day 7 - June 22: outdoors sex
The second run of the 2024 Snowbaird AU fest is officially two weeks away!! We accepts all mediums, see our pinned post for more details and feel free to ask if you have any questions! 🫶
Pairing: Coriolanus Snow x Lucy Gray Baird aka Snowbaird - 550 words
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Deep in the meadow
Under the willow
All Coriolanus could do was listen to his songbird. His. Lucy Gray sang, with his head laying on her chest, her fingers combing through his blonde, buzzcut hair. They really were laying in the middle of a meadow, in the tall grass under the starry night where nobody would find them.
Lucy Gray smiled and he smiled back, dumb and love-struck and her singing broke with a giggle as she cupped his face. Coriolanus leans into her warm, warm hands. In his hair, caressing his cheek. Never had he felt so safe. The night hadn’t begun like this.
A bed of grass
A soft green pillow
It was the anniversary of his mother’s death, alongside his younger sister. Coriolanus had cried and cried all day, going so far as to smash and destroy things. When he’d turned in for the night, lying in his bed, he hadn’t been able to take it anymore. He practically threw himself at Lucy Gray, sobbing.
The way her brown eyes softened like molten honey made him want to cry harder, because somehow it reminded him of her. His mother. His songbird. One and the same.
Lay down your head
and close your eyes
Lucy Gray held Coriolanus tenderly while he cried, rubbing his back soothingly and humming to him. When the covey curiously approached, she excused them, and took him here. He loved her for it, oh how he loved her, almost too much. Coriolanus listened to the sound of her heart slowly beating in her chest. Her heart, that belonged to him.
Lucy Gray’s eyes traced the sky, connecting constellations. The most beautiful view of the stars was from her warm eyes. She who was a star. She who was born to love the world.
and when they open
The sun will rise
He who was born to hate and scorn. Coriolanus was so very different from her, how could she love him? How could he love her? Were they not too different?
But the way she looked at him with such love and affection, so genuine, he hoped the same showed in his own. Coriolanus hung onto her every word. Every verse. Every soothing stroke to his hair, his back, his hands.
Here it’s safe, here it’s warm
Here the daisies guard you, from every harm
When Lucy Gray sang that part he cried harder and she squeezed him and kissed his forehead. She loved him.
Here your dreams are sweet
and tomorrow brings them true
Coriolanus hugged her, clung to her. If he was holding her too hard, she didn’t show it. Lucy Gray leaned her forehead against his. This time it reminds him of himself, and the way he does that to others when he’s trying to calm them.
He’d done it to her before too, and Sejanus… Tigris had even done it to him. He wondered if it ran in the family. Was Lucy Gray family now? Did he think of her as such? Lucy Gray Snow.
Here is the place
Where I love you.
“Did you write that yourself?”
“Yes.”
That night, laying in a meadow of tall grass, Coriolanus Snow wept into Lucy Gray Baird’s arms. He had no idea how that song would haunt him like a living nightmare, not when it felt like a dream.
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Note: My first ever Snowbaird fic, sorry for the angst, I just couldn’t help myself! The idea popped in my head and I had to write it so I just hope I did it justice! (I may have teared up a little writing this)
anyway hope y’all enjoy this over there @snowbaird-events 😘
Two weeks until the first run of the AU fest event!!!
Blog administered by @burntblueberrywaffles we will reblog events organized by other people as well as create our own🥰
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