Snowbaird Smut Week 2024 Round Up!!

officially only a week left until the start of the Snowbaird au fest event!!! (See our pinned post for all the details!)

Day 6: Mirros ✨

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This may not be the end to a steamy night~

Only the bed knows what she did to Coriolanus! 🌹🥀

I‘m back with smut, pls accept this apology 👉👈 qwq

Hi, we’re not the one who sent the ask but we are in charge of the upcoming event! It’s a Valentine event with the following prompts, and all medias are allowed so no worries on that front! 🫶

Hello! I saw that you made some picture edits for distritct 3 and 4 and its so creative. If you're open to it can you make one for Coriolanus and Lucy Gray there is also a event for snowbaird coming up so you can submit it to that. Only if you like the pairing! No worries if not~

hey thanks! sure I can try but what kind of edit do you mean? like a mockup or a moodboard or anything else? also what event is that? not sure it'll be allowed if it's a fanfic event

The results of the poll were leaning towards June, but in the end, after consideration, we’re officially gonna make two runs of the event!

What does that mean?

You can post your work either in the first run (which will take place from June 16th to June 22nd) but if you miss it, you can also participate in the second run, which will take place in august (exact date to be determined)

During the second run of the smut week, we’ll also be reblogging works from the first run on corresponding days!

The purpose of this is to give an opportunity to people who might miss the first run to still participate in the fun;; it’ll also give us an opportunity to revisit things posted in the first run! 🥰

Posts with the prompt list, rules and further details will be made later, but in the meantime don’t hesitate to send an ask or dm if you have any questions!

Another day another prompt 💃

Snowbaird Valentine Event

This is the first story in chronological order! I am super excited to post. It's more heavy then the others, but, oh well...

As usual thank to @snowbaird-events and @burntblueberrywaffles and all the discord snowbaird server 🥰

6. Rainbow

He remembers it as if only one day had passed.

The slow search in the forest, the rifle weighing in his arms, the growing concern for Lucy Gray who did not answer his call. The orange shawl on a bramble, dirty and abandoned; the terror that paralyzed him and then the pain of the snake bite.

And then his head, which split in half.

Kneeling on the hard ground of the forest, looking at the wound on his arm, time stretched on and on. The damn birds began to sing. The terror that Lucy Gray is lost or hurt is swept away by the burning sensation of betrayal; the rain falls and he feels it like bullets on his head, on his body. 

"Lucy Gray!" a scream filled with frustration as rejection takes hold of him, as it paralyzes him, as he cannot believe that, that she, that....

And, then, two arms wrap around him.

"I'm here," Lucy Gray murmurs, her head resting on his back, "I'm here, Coriolanus. It is not poisonous. It's not poisonous, I swear."

Coriolanus does not know whether it is reality or a dream - a nightmare - and he crumples in on himself, grabs his head. He closes his eyes and the world is a kaleidoscope; he is in a house of mirrors, where Lucy Gray's songs bounce and taunt him, where those damned birds do not stop tormenting him. He sees them, even with his eyes closed. He sees their beaks now pointed, their little legs full of deadly claws.

"Make them stop" he sobs, as he cries in agony "Make them stop".

The only foothold he has with reality is the grip of Lucy Gray's arms on his waist. She anchors him, holds him still, shuts off all excess as he feels himself dying inside little by little, as betrayal mingles with rejection and finally pain.

As he turns back, slowly, one labored step at a time.

She, who is singing, perhaps to try to console him, perhaps to stem the enormous panic attack that has pervaded him, stops. The Mockingjays echo her notes for the last time and then the forest fades away; only the sound of rain remains.

Coriolanus calms down. Slowly, as the minutes tick by, he comes to recognise what is tangible and what is not. The grip on his waist. The weight of Lucy Gray on his back.

Real or not real?

With difficulty he pulls his fingers away from his head, frees his ears from the hands he had pressed against them, in an attempt to turn off any noise - real or imaginary. He opens his eyes. He straightens his back, one painful inch at a time.

He turns around, inhaling at the top of his lungs.

And she is there.

Lucy Gray is there. She's still holding him by the waist but she's flinched, to be seen.

"Forgive me" she tells him, the tears on her face mingling with the rain "I was afraid".

Coriolanus bursts into tears again and holds her in his arms. Lucy Gray caresses him, comforts him. She no longer sings, does not allow the birds to imitate her, to torture him again. She merely waits for him to vent everything with tears, until Coriolanus feels drained and without strength.

Eventually, they break away. They stand up. Lucy Gray grabs the rifle and Coriolanus grabs the shawl. They hold each other's hand.

They walk back to the hut by the lake.

The rain slows down and, by the time they arrive, it has disappeared completely. They sit on the shore of the lake, indifferent to the wetness. They are already soaked from head to toe.

Lucy Gray puts the gun down behind her and takes the shawl from his hands; she drapes it around her shoulders again. She smiles, but her eyes are still sad.

"You lied to me, Coriolanus" she tells him, neutral, without accusing him "And then I saw it. I saw, in your eyes, when we found the weapons, that you were thinking of leaving me."

Coriolanus has no excuse. What Lucy Gray is telling him is true.

He turns his face away, stares at the horizon, for he does not have the courage to look her in the face.

"... I was lying to myself" he whispers finally "Because if I say it, I must also admit that it is true".

Lucy Gray sighs.

"Sejanus?"

Coriolanus nods.

"I thought his father saved him" he finally admits "I tried to save him. They denied me the call" he turns again to look at her "I swear, Lucy Gray" he concludes, fiery.

Because it is the truth. It is the truth and also the only way he can live with himself now.

Lucy Gray caresses his cheek and smiles. She is still sad. There is still the second unfinished business between them.

"You are not made for this life, Coriolanus."

Coriolanus closes his eyes and leans against her hand. He inhales deeply, and then turns back to the horizon.

The rainbow has sprung up.

"We'll make it work," he replies, his mind back to work - healthy again, ready to look for the best way out.

"How?" asks Lucy Gray.

Coriolanus begins to speak, staring at the rainbow. The serenity after the rain. The promise of a thousand colors.

Lucy Gray, his girlfriend.

Whom he plans to save, paying any price.

***

At the base no one noticed his little outing that morning. The nurse to whom he shows his arm reassures him that the bite is not poisonous, and that it is normal for snakes to come out of their lair during the rain.

Coriolanus faces his last days as a Peacekeeper in District Twelve, before being transferred. The searches are still going on; Mayor Lipp is still inconsolable, wracked with grief - he is still staring at the Covey house, eyes out of their sockets, looking for a culprit he will not find. The weapons are safe at the bottom of the lake. Lucy Gray stands guard over their grave, waiting for the all-clear.

Coriolanus searches the Coveys' wretched house under the watchful eye of the mayor and manages to tell Barb Azure in half a voice where Lucy Gray is and why she is there. The house is clean. The Peacekeepers continue their tour.

And, finally, they arrive at the mayor's house. Coriolanus did not even have to make an effort to get the general to accept his suggestion. "It's obvious the mayor didn't kill his daughter, but wouldn't it be a smart move for the Rebels to hide the weapons in the one place we'll never check?" The search is approved. Coriolanus slips into the kitchen with an excuse.

He recognised the signs, in the pallor of Mayor Lipp's face, in his bloodshot eyes, in his never-quenched anger. He has spent a lifetime behind Professor Sickle's skirts, he can tell when a person has decided to drown their pain in a bottle. And slipping white powder - rat poison - into the half-open bottle in the kitchen is child's play.

The next day he will be in District Two. Less than a week and Lipp will already be dead.

Lucy Gray will be able to go home.

***

Things went better than expected.

Coriolanus wasn't sent to Two, but he went home. He won the Plinth Prize and Dr Gaul has taken him under her wing. He'll pretend to follow her and her beliefs to exploit her connection with President Ravinstill and, then, when he's sure of his role in society - Coriolanus Snow, future president of Panem - he'll end the charade and get rid of her too.

Meanwhile, he just took care of old Dean Highbottom. That was personal, of course, but still related to Lucy Gray. If he hadn't sent her home, if he hadn't expelled him and forced him to join the Peacekeepers... If, if, if.

He risked losing her. His Lucy Gray, his precious songbird.

He risked losing her in more ways than one - he doesn't like to think about it, he doesn't want to admit it even to himself, but Coriolanus knows that as his head cracked, if Lucy Gray hadn't been ready to grab hold of him and keep him grounded in reality, he would have risked stepping beyond the insane and the unforgivable.

For this, Highbottom deserved to die.

That is why Coriolanus knows that, from now on, he will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals. Without any more qualms; without any more moral restraint.

Coriolanus walks the streets of Capitol City, hugging himself in his red coat to counter the air that has become crisp. Dawn has dawned a few hours ago, but it has rained during the night, and the winter sun has failed to chase away the moisture that now seeps into his bones.

He reaches the huge roundabout before the Corso, imagining the Dean writhing as the poison-corrected Morphamine takes effect, and suddenly he sees it: behind the Statue of Justice a rainbow rips through the sky, filling it with hope.

Coriolanus smiles. He thinks about how Dr Gaul approved not only his Victory Tour project, but also his request to have Lucy Gray move to the capital, and then perhaps the Coveys, the following year. What better way to introduce Panem to its Victor than to have her seen happy and surrounded by the loved ones she risked losing in the Hunger Games? Hope, mixed with the pain of remembering those who did not survive. Bread with which to nourish Panem and its Districts, in a way that is congenial to his Mentor and at the same time allows him to hold on to his Lucy Gray.

“Of course I will take care of everything,” recalls the conversation with Dr Gaul “Lucy Gray and the Coveys will be my welcome guests. Pluribus Bell has offered its club to allow them to practice and perform for curious citizens. Don't worry, I have everything under control”.

Control.

Gaul's favorite word, the sure way to gain her approval.

Wonderful as the rainbow after the rain; Lucy Gray and her colors, which he will see again in a few days.

Wait for me, my love , he thinks, eager to fulfill the promise he made to her on the shores of the lake, I will come for you.

And then nothing will be able to separate us any more.

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Snowbaird AU fest day 1: no games AU

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only a few days before the start of the first run!!

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

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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