Day 6: Mirros ✨

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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.

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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.

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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!!!

For prompt 2 Snowbaird Valentine event: rose

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in this case bed of roses

2024 Snowbaird AU Fest

Day Five: Soulmates

On a very special day, the name of your soulmate gets called. In District 12, where the mountains are, Lucy Gray Baird is told her soulmate is a Capitol boy.

She has no choice but to go and meet him.

Coriolanus Snow has little choice but to accept her.

They could make it work.

At the request of @lucygraysmockingjays , I'm posting a doodle from back in March! Lucy Gray and her Snowflake ❄️🤍

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This February!

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Snowbaird smut week day five! 🔥

I know there is a second turn now and the right day would be tomorrow, but I am still late from the first turn, so... 😂

Enjoy breeding kink meeting the plot 😂💖

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