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Snowbaird Smut week day 7: outdoor sex

I was examining a zoomed-in still of the meadow scene (with the purest of intentions I was looking at the embroidery pattern of LG’s shirt bc I plan to make a plushie of her too) WHEN I MADE A VERY ESSENTIAL DISCOVERY and noticed that her shirt is translucent enough to see she’s wearing a lace bralette;;;; I was immediately so so normal about it of course 😌

(They fucked in that meadow I know this to be true)

The Snowbaird Valentine Event starts tomorrow!!!

For anyone wanting to participate, the event will run up to the 29th! 🥰 (though if you don’t manage to finish in time we do accept late entries ❤️)

Clarification some people asked for:

Do we need to post the prompts in order? No, you can post the prompts in whatever order you want!

Are outsider POV ok? As long as the story is still about Snowbaird, outsider POV are totally welcomed!!

Use the tag #snowbairdvalentine2024 for any work posted on tumblr and here’s the ao3 collection

I’m very excited to see what you guys will create, hopefully people will participate 🥺

Last prompt for the event! I am so excited to post it and so happy for the opportunity to write this story 🥰🥰🥰💖💖💖

Snowbaird Valentine event

Thanks as usual @snowbaird-events and @burntblueberrywaffles 💖💖💖🥰🥰🥰 love you and the discord snowbaird server so much! 🥰💖

7. Stars

Lucy Gray is plucking the strings of her guitar and humming to herself.

It is a beautiful, still warm mid-September day, she is in the roof garden, and the orangey light of the sunset forces her to keep her eyes closed as the music flows through her.

Images, words in poetry, sensations invade her and she has to let them out.

She does not feel him coming but, as always, she senses him. Lucy Gray smiles and turns her torso slightly and opens her eyes.

Coryo is there, watching her with a huge, love-filled smile on his lips. He has two heavy dark circles under his eyes - the result of his job as president, which robs him of too many hours of sleep - but his face is always beautiful and every time he looks at it Lucy Gray feels the butterflies in her stomach stir.

She has been very, very lucky. The stars have chosen well for her.

Today is a special day; there is a reason Lucy Gray went up to the roof, waiting for him. Today they are celebrating two months since their wedding, and Lucy Gray intends to ask a favor… No, a blessing.

Roses surround them, the only glimpse of nature she can find in Capitol City, the only one she can claim as her own. It is not the Coveys' lake - but the power of Mother Earth is quite the same, for in the roses their bond is cemented.

And the sunset, the sun dying in the sky.

Making way for the stars.

The hour of magic.

Lucy Gray has spent most of her life confined to District Twelve first and Capitol City later, but in her mind are held endless traditions; grandmothers' secrets passed down through music and poetry. Rhymes to unravel the very threads of fate.

A direct contact with the universe.

She stops playing and places the guitar beside her. She does not get up from where she is sitting - in the middle of an empty flowerbed, virgin soil under her skin , the moment her clothes disappear.

She stretches out her arms.

Without a word, Coryo cancels the distance between them. He kneels before her, heedless of the elegant dress he is soiling. She encircles his neck and smiles on his mouth, after a small, lip-smacking kiss.

"Best wishes, gorgeous."

"Two months" he replies "I bought some chocolate and wine to celebrate" he continues "I expected to find you in the house".

"And instead".

"And instead" Coryo kisses her again, this time holding her by the waist with one arm, and with his free hand grabs her face. He sinks his tongue into her mouth and Lucy Gray welcomes him, as always "Why are we here, my love?"

Lucy Gray smiles, cunningly.

“Because then the stars will witness us,” she replies, mysterious as ever. She kisses him again and pulls him to her as she lies back down and in no time his hands are under her dress, their desire already ignited, their spirits seeking each other as well as their bodies, impatient.

In the magical space between the Before and the After, in the advancing twilight, Lucy Gray spreads her legs with her bare back pressed against the virgin earth and asks the stars for their blessing.

***

It is early June, on one of the first evenings when it really feels like summer, and the cool breeze is silent. It is hot, very hot.

Even hotter because Lucy Gray feels huge and heavy. Her back rests on Coryo's chest, they both sit in an empty flowerbed in the middle of the rooftop garden, while he gently massages her baby bump and tries to catch every tiny movement under her taut skin.

The sun is dying in the sky and Lucy Gray hums with closed lips, enjoying the last distant rays on her face, waiting for the moment when she can open her eyes and observe the sky again.

"That was a kick!" exclaims Coryo, excited, as their unborn child has well and truly decided to wake up and make its presence known.

Lucy Gray smiles and interrupts her song to giggle. The sun sets behind the walls of Capitol City and she opens her eyes again, looking for the stars in the sky.

The same stars that blessed everything: from their love, intertwining their lives, to the fruit of their passion, that day Lucy Gray completed her ritual.

Mother Earth and Father Sky.

Who poured life into her womb exactly when she asked for it.

She can't wait to give birth. She knows she should be scared - Coryo is definitely hysterical, alternating between sheer joy and terror like a spinning top gone mad, mindful of his own mother and the baby sister he lost but still happy with the fruit of their love; impatient to see how their bodies mingled to give birth to their own flesh-and-blood child - but the reality is she is just tired.

Tired, and huge, and short of breath, and unable even to bathe herself, having reached this point.

Lucy Gray sighs and resumes humming to herself, watching the stars become more and more defined against the gradually darkening sky.

She asks for one last grace, one last blessing.

That all is well.

Coryo leaves a light kiss in her hair and smiles, continuing to massage her belly and seek contact with their child.

The stars shine high in the sky.

And she knows that they have also answered this prayer.

💖💖💖

Link on ao3:

Day 2: Scars

There is nothing physically unattractive about a person. Even scars are beautiful. Scars tell a story, whatever it is. And that is beautiful.

She loves every inch of him, including the scars. Did you know, that the skin on such large scars is especially sensitive? Well, it is a great trust to let her touch her healed wound

Each time his macaque becomes more golden. I love this parallel.

Yes, he turned off the tablet on purpose, because he thought, he was being watched. So, he's pleasantly surprised, that it was love🥰

I love dæmon-AU so much, and I’ll do it until i get tired. If you are not familiar with dæmon-AU, you can read this short article: https://hisdarkmaterials.fandom.com/wiki/Dæmon

His Dark Materials

Dæmon

A dæmon /ˈdiːmən/ was the physical manifestation of a human soul in Lyra's world. Humans in other worlds had dæmons. However, they were invi

Ok, so as I just created a Snowbaird prompt drop off, I'll be writing out some of the AUs ideas we came up with in the Snowbaird and Bread discord server! (If you'd like to join the server just send me a DMs and I'll provide an invite <3)

Starting off with:

the Hanahaki disease AU:

As per Canon, Coriolanus leaves the woods of 12 and makes his way back to the Capitol. But he starts coughing up flowers. Learning that the cause is Hanahaki disease, he sets out to find Lucy Gray, hoping to win her back and escape his impending doom - unfortunately for him, she isn’t so keen on forgiving him and trusting him again. Despite Coriolanus trying to hide it, she ends up learning of his condition, and is left feeling betrayed, thinking he only cares about saving himself, yet conflicted because the thought of him dying as in pain upsets her. As his condition deteriorates, he accepts his death- he sends Lucy Gray home, gives her enough money to support the Covey (possibly takes cares of the mayor problem as well); hoping this way she’ll at least have a good life after he’s gone - and it’s by being selfless that he finally wins her back. (Some elements can be changed but that is the outline we came up with!)

Find the prompt drop off here:

Snowbaird smut week officially starts tomorrow!!

Also some additional clarifications:

-if you don’t manage to finish your work on time, we absolutely accept late submissions!

-your work doesn’t have to be confined to the canon universe! As long as it is Snowbaird centered and respect the prompt 🫶

-no AI generated content is allowed

Just before ao3 goes down... I posted the first story for the Snowbaird smut week (I am laaaaate I know).

Prompt: virginity

Enjoy! 🥰

Mockingjay's screams

Link:

@snowbaird-events 💖

have officially posted my snowbaird smut week drawing!

see it on tumblr and ao3!

2024 Snowbaird AU Fest

Day Two: Wolves

Humans are no more, but there are survivors: descendants of once uncivilized beasts of the woods, mountains, swamps, waters and deserts, are now the dominant species. The wolves especially.

Lucy Gray is from the mountains but had to survive the treacherous valley packs, and her one potential ally is a golden wolf Coriolanus.