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You can upload uncensored art on ao3! (I see in the notes that someone offered to give you an ao3 invite, so hopefully things work out on that end!) 🫶

Many people don’t know this, but the archive is actually open to all type of fanworks, fanfic is just the predominant one because they don’t host images directly within the servers, which means you need to use an external image host - since my friend had the same problem I am now doing a ✨public service announcement✨ here’s a tutorial for anyone wondering how to upload art on ao3! 🫡

The first thing you want to do is find an image host website! This is the one I always use, but it is in French, so if you prefer, you can probably find some in English by searching up "free image hosting"

The images you sent there are only visible if you have the exact link, so no worries about random people seeing it! For anyone who doesn’t want to bother finding a different website, here’s how to use the one I linked: you’ll want to click on the "Parcourir" button, and then select the picture of your choice, when that’s done, you can click on the big "valider" button! Once your image is hosted, they’ll offer you different version of the link, you want to grab the one in the second row, which will be your direct image link.

Next, in ao3, you want to paste this template,

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add the link to it, and normally your art should be good to go!! (Note: DONT remove the quotation marks!)

noooooo my snowbaird smut week post got flagged :( what do i do

Mirror sex is here! 🔥🔥🔥 I'm late even for the second turn of the Snowbaird smut week, but I am almost here 😂 only one chapter left after this! Also... Plot u.ù

Mockingjay's screams

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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 😂💖

Mockingjay's screams

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I posted a fic for the Snowbaird Valentine's Day Event!

When I'm Pure Like a Dove, When I've Learned How to Love

Summary: Lucy Gray and Coriolanus bask in sunlight by the edge of the lake, enjoying each other's presence and calming each other's fears.

I used every prompt all in one lol.

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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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Wardrobe Malfunction - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: Belated entry for day 6 (mirrors) of snowbaird smut week, run 2. Enjoy.

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Synopsis: After a year in District 12, Coriolanus and Lucy Gray return to the Capitol.

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Lucy Gray stood in front of the full-length mirror in the bedroom she shared with Coriolanus and took a good look at herself, not for the first time that morning. She wore a knee length silk dress, which looked very becoming on her. It also matched what Coriolanus was wearing that day and was fitting for a new citizen of the Capitol, which she was now. As of a week ago.

It had taken over a year for Coriolanus to argue with Dr. Gaul about the benefits of a Victor being able to live where they chose. He’d be vigilant and worked the part of the peacekeeper during that time, seeing Lucy Gray when he could in their stolen moments. And while in the beginning, she was adamant about staying in District 12, the deeper she fell in love with Coriolanus the more she realized that one day she would want to marry and have children with him, and she wouldn’t be able to bear it if one of their children might be subject to being reaped in the Games.

The safest place to live was clearly the Capitol. And while Dr. Gaul was a force to be reckoned with and not easily won over, the people there remembered Lucy Gray fondly for her musical talent and bravery and vigilance in the games, and in the end, it was the will of the people and those in power above Gaul that worked in Coriolanus’s favor.

He was ecstatic the day the news came granting Lucy Gray permanent residence in the Capitol. And while she was sad to leave her Covey, Lucy Gray was excited too. How could she not be? The Capitol meant safety and security, even if she had to endure the presence of the Games once a year, at least she would no longer be a part of them, and neither would their children.

But learning she would live in the Capitol and actually living there were two different things entirely. She’d wanted to bring some things from home with her, but Coriolanus assured her she wouldn’t need anything. All that she needed would already be in the Capitol waiting for her. She was stubborn though and insisted on at least bringing her guitar. She would not give up her singing career once she was there to be a housewife and a stay-at-home mother. And her eyes were so sharp when she told him so that he didn’t argue.

On arrival though, he immediately got her a slew of new clothes to wear. And of course they looked nothing like she was used to wearing. Coriolanus was so excited for her that she couldn’t bring herself to say she didn’t like it at all, because how could she say she didn’t like something that was supposed to fit her so flawlessly in this new life? Especially when her boyfriend, whom she loved deeply, thought they were perfect for her?

Normally she was very outspoken, but in this she tried her best to hide her true feelings. And it was only on this day, a week after their arrival to the Capitol, when Coriolanus caught her staring at herself that he realized maybe he might have blundered.

Instead of saying, “You look beautiful,” as he had every day since she’d gotten her new wardrobe and was seen trying them on in the mirror, he said something totally unexpected that made Lucy Gray feel like she’d been caught red-handed.

“You hate it.”

Her eyes bulged, and she looked up at him where he stood in the hallway staring at her, resigned.

“I-I don’t hate it,” she denied. “What makes you say that?”

Coriolanus walked towards her and came to stand behind her, so they were both reflected in the mirror.

“Maybe the permanent frown on your face?”

She tried not to, but her frown deepened, and he sighed.

“Corio-”

“Don’t bother. I’ve been blind. I should’ve seen from that very first dress that you wanted nothing to do with it.”

Her shoulders slumped.

“I didn’t want to disappoint you,” she confessed. “You were so happy.”

“And so you lied to me? I thought we both agreed trust is everything in a relationship, more important even than love? And that we could trust each other. That I could trust you.”

“You can!” she defended, turning around to face him and placing her hands on his solid chest, the silk vest just beneath it begging to be torn off. “It’s just a dress, Coriolanus. And it’s only been a week. I’ll adjust.”

“I don’t want you to have to adjust.” His lips twisted ruefully, and he turned her back around. “I want you to love what you’re wearing. I want you to feel comfortable in your own skin.”

“It’s just not me,” she confessed. “It’s too fine. I’m not fitted for fine things, even if everyone around me is.”

“But you are,” he encouraged, slipping his arms around her waist and spreading his palm across her torso. “You belong to a Snow.”

She smiled faintly.

“And the Snows are practically royalty here. Especially with the Plinth Prize now in my grasp. We can live as we were meant to before our wealth was stolen from us, and that includes you now Lucy Gray.”

“I know how important it is to you that I fit in, Coriolanus. I don’t want to be looked down upon as the district girl who got lucky either.”

“You’re not.” He frowned. “You’re the Victor.”

“But at heart, I am a district girl. And even if I stick out like a sore thumb-”

“Lucy Gray-”

“I’d like to be able to wear what I’m used to. Or at least…something similar.”

His jaw clenched, but then he nodded and his face fell to her neck, tipping her head sideways so he could lay delicate kisses there.

“I suppose I could talk to Tigris. Maybe we could get the two of you some fabric and get some custom-made clothes that would suit your style more.”

She lifted her head and her eyes lit up.

“Really?” She spun around. “You’d do that for me.”

He chuckled and lifted her hands to his lips.

“I’d do anything for you.”

“Even deny your own pride?” She raised an eyebrow. “I didn’t think you capable.”

He spun her back around and started to unzip her dress.

“Oh, no one’s denying me anything, Lucy Gray.” He swept her long hair over her shoulder. Then he kissed the spot of skin in the middle of her back as the zipper continued to descend. “You and I will still look magnificent together.”

“We will?”

“Of course.”

The dress dropped to the floor, and all that remained was the slip of fabric intended for her underwear. Lucy Gray took the opportunity and shred the fabric from her bottom as soon as Coriolanus stepped aside to close the door. She was leaning down to unstrap her heels when he returned, but the sight of her perky bottom in the air as she did so was too arousing to ignore.

“Leave them.”

And so, she stood slowly and looked at him over her shoulder.

“Shall we go to the bed then?”

He smirked and shook his head, slipping out of his vest and unbuttoning his shirt. When both were tossed to the floor, he came up behind her and fixed her gaze on the mirror.

“I want to do it here.”

“In front of the mirror?” Her eyes widened, and he nodded.

“Yes.”

He kissed the side of her neck as his hands encircled her waist and then moved up to cup her breasts. Her eyes fluttered closed, and she moaned, her teeth coming down to bite her bottom lip as she felt his cock twitching inside his pants, hard against her ass.

“Open your eyes,” he ordered, and she did, surprised by how erotic the two of them looked in their reflection.

“Oh, wow.”

He smirked.

“I like you best like this.”

“Naked?” she asked, amused.

“Naked and in my arms,” he corrected, then nuzzled the side of her face before whispering into her ear, “Now take me.”

Her breath caught in her throat, but she knew what he meant. Feeling around to her back, she found the zipper on his pants and lowered it.

He groaned as she pulled his cock free from its constraints and started to pump him behind her back.

“Bet you wish my mouth was on you right about now,” she teased, and he whimpered, making her laugh. “It can be. Just say the word.”

“I want your eyes on us in the mirror,” he complained, huffing a bit.

“Seems like you didn’t think this through then.”

“Enough,” he rasped, hard as a rock now. “Watch us.” He gulped then. “Touch yourself.”

And so she did. Snaking her fingers down her stomach to the crux of her thighs. She moved by sense of touch alone to get to where she needed, so she could watch Coriolanus’s eyes as they widened, and his pupils as they dilated with every inch that her fingers crept down.

They slipped between her wet folds and sought out her clit, and Coriolanus moaned the same moment she gasped. As if he could feel it too, though his hands were still firmly cupping her breasts, his thumbs moving over her nipples to harden then into rocky peaks.

His cock moved against her ass between each cheek, giving him some friction, and Lucy Gray almost drew blood with how hard she was biting down on her lip.

There were so many things Coriolanus wanted to say, mainly about how beautiful and intoxicating she was, but he was rendered speechless at the sight of her, watching as she worked her clit in swift  circles, her middle finger darting in and out of the folds as she sought to bring some pleasure to that spot deep inside her.

“Lean forward,” he said at last, his voice low and gravelly.

And she did as he asked, bracing one hand on the side of the mirror for stability but leaving the other securely inside her, waiting. She knew what was coming.

“Come find me,” she whispered.

And he groaned, releasing his grip on her breasts to kiss her left shoulder and then position his cock at her entrance, gripping her hips firmly in his large hands. He pressed forward, meeting her middle finger in her channel and feeling her guide his cock further inside, stroking his base until he was fully inside her and then gripping the other side of the mirror, preparing for the insanity that was to come next.

“Fuck me.”

Her eyes on his in the mirror as she said it, he couldn’t resist. He watched her as her body lurched forward at each thrust, marveling at how she keeps her eyes open and trained on his. Meanwhile, he cannot help but let his eyes wander, from where their bodies are joined to the gentle swing of her breasts, to her long hair splaying out over her body, whisps of bangs dangling over her eyes. She’s mesmerizing, and he can’t get enough of her.

His speed increased, and she cried out for more, for a sensation she couldn’t describe. She started pushing back against him, rubbing back, creating more friction for both of them, and then her fingers are turning white around the frame of the mirror with how much she’s fighting to not just topple over in her higher than high heels.

“Coriolanus,” she warned.

But he’s so, so close, his eyes squeezed shut now, and he can’t stop.

“Unggh…unggggh…ahhhh!”

And then he pulled free of her, spurting his seed onto her lower back and watching as it drips over her right ass cheek, feeling the arousal stirring in him again already.

“Lucy Gray,” he said breathlessly. “If only you could see what I-”

“I think I can imagine it,” she mused, smiling. “But if you could…?” She looked down at her wobbling knees. “I’m about to fall over.”

“Oh, of course.”

He picked her up bridal-style and carried her over to the side of the bed, wiping his stain from her as he tucks her in, then circles around to climb in after her after shedding his pants and shoes.

“I guess we’re staying in bed today,” she mused, smiling to herself, and he laughed.

“For a while, at least. We have to let Tigris know about your new wardrobe plans.”

“Mmm. Maybe tomorrow. I can stay naked till then.”

His eyes darkened, even as hers were alight with teases.

“Don’t tease me, Lucy Gray.”

“Or what?” she teased.

And he shifted closer.

“Or I may stay naked too.”

“Nothing wrong with that.” She moved so she was laying on top of him, the covers falling to the way side as her heels kicked up in the air.

“Mmm.”

He cupped one ass cheek and kissed the curve of her breast.

“Nothing wrong with that indeed.”

For prompt 2 Snowbaird Valentine event: rose

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Day 2: hickeys/marking 🌹

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.

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2024 Snowbaird Secret Santa Masterlist

Welcome to the masterlist for the 2024 Snowbaird Secret Santa event! Below, all gifts are listed with links by genre: fic, art or edit.

Enjoy perusing!

FANFICTION

The Things We Do to Survive by SunField_Antique Synopsis: "Who's the third?" Coriolanus and Lucy Gray talk it out in the cabin... and make a plan to keep everyone safe. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3, 292 Type: Multi-Chap [2 chapters]

The Songbird and her Brute by thebrokenroads Synopsis: She loved Coriolanus, she knew that to be true the moment she could have escaped the Hunger Games and instead rescued him. Her foolish love reinforced itself to her when she scrambled around with a peacekeeper in the arena’s rubble to try and keep that rose engraved compact from getting into the wrong hands. Unfortunately, she loved him. She accepted it. She just didn’t trust him. Despite the adrenaline and her instinct to run, she stayed. Rating: Mature Word Count: 4,964 Type: One-shot

Little paradise by MitsukiSirya Synopsis: "You're the best thing that ever happened to me, Lucy Gray," Coriolanus finally answered her, staring into her eyes and continuing to caress her "I don't know what my life would be like if I hadn't met you. I don't even want to think about it." Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3,629 Type: One-shot

Here We Come A-Caroling by Carnival_Sleeper Synopsis: Tigris convinces Coriolanus to go Christmas caroling with her on a blistery, winter night. He hates every minute of it until one of the carolers surprises him with her beautiful voice. A modern AU, cozy Christmas fic. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 8,328 Type: One-shot

Bloody Roses and Guitar Strings by Songbird_Love Synopsis: This in an AU where Lucy Gray Baird is Coriolanus’s mentor. Coriolanus was a capital citizen before the war. However, his father was convicted of being apart of the rebel plan. As punishment, his whole family was banished to the lowest of the districts. Lucy Gray has to decide if she should do what’s right morally or if she should follow the rules, even if that meant letting the boy she’d married on the playground when they were kids fend for himself. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 3,853 Type: One-shot

To Glory At the End by FrostedGemstones22 Synopsis: The only reason Coriolanus would willingly spend time at Hogwarts is to win the Tri-Wizard Tournament as Durmstrang's rightful champion. He didn't think the competition would be anything to worry about. Enter Lucy Gray. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 11,785 Type: One-shot

so says the stars by TumblingBackpacks Synopsis: coriolanus is so down bad for lucy gray and becomes a better person. also sejanus lives and everything is happy. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 2,409 Type: One-shot

like falling stars by lysanderwarrior Synopsis: The red thread connecting the two of them — the one Coriolanus can't even see — ends up being the thing that saves him. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 2,470 Type: One-shot

The strings that bind by BooksandLighters Synopsis: Lucy Gray Baird and Coriolanus Snow are soulmates who seem to only be destined to meet in their dreams. Or so they thought. Rating: Mature Word Count: 5,357 Type: Multi-Chap [3 chapters]

you're my wish list by little baird Synopsis: Lucy Gray knows exactly what she's doing during a work Christmas party and Coriolanus can't resist. Rating: Explicit Word Count: 4,959 Type: One-shot

Meet You On the Other Side by Prix Synopsis: A little honesty and communication goes a long way. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 4,723 Type: One-shot

To Seduce a Pirate by backtothestart02 Synopsis: Coriolanus is a pirate taught mermaids are only out to kill anyone at sea. Lucy Gray is a mermaid who was taught no pirate ever deserved to live. What happens when they cross paths with murder and seduction in their wake? Rating: Mature Word Count: 12,914 Type: Multi-Chap [8 chapters]

But awake at night, I'll be singing to the birds by ACPaula Synopsis: a moment shared between Lucy Gray and Coriolanus Snow in the roof garden. Rating: Explicit Word Count: 2,488 Type: One-shot

Pure as the Driven Snow by TheStarlightForge Synopsis: Still recovering from the trauma of the Games, his childhood in the Capitol and time in the Peacekeepers, Coriolanus Snow prepares for his wedding to Lucy Gray Baird—just shy of five years after the birth of their son, and their secret return to District Twelve. Rating: Teen and Up Word Count: 1,941 Type: One-shot(ish - part of a larger series)

Brewed Affections by starrrywrites Synopsis: Part-time barista Lucy Gray sees cute Academy student Coriolanus Snow. Said cute boy asks for her phone number. Rating: General Word Count: 1,492 Type: One-shot

Baby Fever by backtothestart02 Synopsis: Capitol!AU - Lucy Gray wants her husband morning, noon and night, whether he has the energy or not. Rating: Mature Word Count: 1,440 Type: One-shot

ART

A Dance with the Victor by Jazzydemons666

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Untitled Moodboards by meekxo

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Born to Die by stolentragedies