THE FIRST RUN OF THE SNOWBAIRD SMUT WEEK OFFICIALLY STARTS TOMORROW!!

Coming soon!

We can't wait until February to see all the beautiful works, and please reach out to us if you have any doubts about the event.

Link to AO3 Collection

Details about the event:

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!

Mockingjay's screams

Link:

@snowbaird-events 💖

Two weeks until the first run of the AU fest event!!!

The second run of the Snowbaird smut week will be taking place August 4 to August 10, but in the meantime, we’re officially announcing the next event cooked up by our discord server: The Snowbaird AU fest! (The official prompt list will be announced later!)

Like with the smut week event, we will be doing two runs! If you are too busy to participate in one of them, you can always do the other (or both if you feel like it!)

The first run will take place from September 22 to 28, and to celebrate the first anniversary of the movie release, the second run will take place from November 17 to 23!!!

As usual, for any questions or concerns, DMs and asks are open!

Here's the official list of prompts for the smut week!

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

I made a whole promo for the server look at me go- but seriously, we always love seeing new faces, so don’t be scared to shoot me a DM! 🫶

It's time for another Snowbaird Valentine prompt, so 💃

I'm in love with this very short story 🥰

Snowbaird Valentine event!

As usual I tag @snowbaird-events and @burntblueberrywaffles 🥰 Also I've already talk about this idea back then in the snowbaird discord server... Eheheheh.

Love at first sight

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:

May Trope Mayhem is a multi-fandom/original creation event open to writers, artists, and creators of all kinds! We’ve put together a list of 30 of our favorite tropes (plus one free day!), one per day through the month of May, and we encourage creators to join us for this month of fun tropey mayhem.

Our goal is to promote motivation and help with habit building, so we’re encouraging authors to keep their ficlets under 1,000 words, artists to stick to making just a sketch, gif makers to only do a single image, etc., as applicable to whatever you’re making.

This event is primarily held on Tumblr, but you’re welcome to participate anywhere Duck Prints Press has an account (you can see all our current platforms here) and we’ll keep our eyes on our tag everywhere!

How can you participate? It’s easy! There’s just a few simple rules:

write a ficlet or a poem, create art, make a gif, or create any other content that you want, aligned with the prompt for the day!

post your correctly tagged fills to Tumblr, and we’ll reblog them! We’ll reskeet works on Bluesky, retoot those on Mastodon, you get the idea. Note: we do not use Twitter.

you must tag warnings such as gore, MCD, sexual content, etc., so that people can make informed decisions!

please also tag fandom and ship, so people can find what interests them!

we ask that you put the tags at the top of your post, so they’re easy to find.

if you write more than 1k words and post the whole text on Tumblr or wherever, please use a read more if the platform allows.

if you create something with NSFW content or potentially triggering material, please put the entire work under a read more.

Ping us (duckprintspress) or tag your creations “#may trope mayhem” and so we can find them! We’ll reblog all fills that follow the above rules and are posted between May 1st and June 8th, 2024.

If you post to AO3, you can also add them to our collection there!

You don’t have to sign up for May Trope Mayhem, just post your fills. You don’t have to be a member of the Press nor do you have to be following us. You don’t have to be part of a specific fandom. We’re open to all ships, genres, formats, etc.! You don’t have to post fills on the corresponding day, though we ask that if you’re creating for a day that hasn’t happened yet, please wait for that day to post.

Participating in May Trope Mayhem? Want to chat fandom, books, creation, and more? Join our Book Lover’s Discord Server!

This is a low-pressure event, held in good fun, and we look forward to seeing what you create!

(read more: the full list of prompts written out! with links or definitions to any prompts we thought might be confusing!)

MAY TROPE MAYHEM Prompt List!

Secret Relationship

Mistaken Identity

Accidental Ownership (Character A accidentally ends up the owner of Character B)

Space Western Setting

Marriage Before Love

Time Loop

Wound Tending

"This is our get-along shirt."

Reincarnation

Mutual Pining

Forced Proximity

Sentinel/Guide

Vampires

Outsider Point of View

Monster F*ing (censored in the image)

Foodservice Setting

Meet Cute

"Keep your dog on a leash."

Mecha

The Soulmate Goose of Enforcement

Steampunk

Love Requited Too Late

Bottom Storage (or however you feel like interpreting it!)

Werewolf/Shifter Character

Fake Relationship

Reciprocal Idiots (like idiots to lovers, or however else you feel like interpreting it!)

There Was Only One Bed

OMG They Were Roommates

Soul-Bonding

Homoerotic Swordfighting

Free day!

Snowbaird Valentines event 2024 - Stars ⭐️ 🌙 ☀️

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 😘

The 1 year anniversary of the tbosas movie is coming up… and so is the second run of our Snowbaird AU fest event!!

See the ao3 collection here!