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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,

<img src="LINK">

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

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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Ice Pops and Alley Sex - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: Exactly what it sounds like. Hehe.

Written for Day 4 (Exhibitionism), Run 2, of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024.

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Synopsis: Lucy Gray has an idea to lure Coriolanus back into her arms on a hot, summer day.

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It was a warm day in District 12, and the rest of the week had been foretold to be even warmer, even hotter, humid even. Lucy Gray hadn’t seen Coriolanus in a few days, aside from in the back of her nightly showings at the Hob – Peacekeeper duties; and she was craving him badly. Especially on such hot days. He’d promised her the night before, when he’d waited on her after she hopped off stage, that his time would free up soon. She hoped he meant by tomorrow, because she had a plan in mind to keep him crawling back to her sooner rather than later.

Barb Azure had been talking about making ice pops soon. She had a talent for creating different molds – hearts, stars, and the like. And Lucy Gray had one mold in particular that she thought would drive Coriolanus out of his mind if she licked and sucked on it right in front of him.

So, she tracked down her cousin later that day, since naturally they had to be made the day before, and put the idea in her head.

Barb Azure had been wide-eyed to say the least, but she eventually assured her that she could make at least one mold in that exact formation. Then she confirmed Lucy Gray’s suspicion that it would for sure make Coriolanus stop dead in his tracks.

Lucy Gray had giggled.

“That’s the idea.”

Barb Azure shook her head and sent her cousin off as she attempted to make such a creative, large mold for her.

Later that night at the Hob, Lucy Gray caught Coriolanus’s eye after the show and gestured for him to meet her offstage a little in the dark so they could talk.

“What is it?” he asked, curious.

She pulled him into her arms immediately and kissed him soundly.

“I missed you.”

He groaned and wrapped his arms tighter around her.

“God, I missed you too.”

He nuzzled her softly.

“I hate these fucking Peacekeeper duties. Something must be going on, because it was not this goddamn time-consuming in the beginning.” He sighed.

“Hush,” she soothed him, running her hand over his short hair on the back of his neck.

“I’m sorry,” he mumbled. “I’m just frustrated is all. I want to see you. Taste you.” He paused, then smirked a little. “Be inside you.”

She moaned, intoxicated by the visual he was painting for her.

“I want that too.” She licked her lips. “What does tomorrow look like for you? It’s going to be a hot one.”

“During the day?”

She nodded.

He sighed.

“More Peacekeeper duties.”

Her shoulders slumped, all her brilliant plans ruined.

He could see her face disintegrate into sadness and immediately wanted to make it go away.

“I could get away for maybe an hour over lunch.”

Her eyes lit up.

“Yeah?”

He chuckled and nodded.

“Yeah, sure.”

“Meet me in the center square around noon. Barb Azure is making some ice pops for the hot weather. I thought maybe we could share some together.”

“I’d like that.”

Also, he figured the request was pretty harmless in and of itself. He was unlikely to get scolded for eating an ice pop in the center of town. Maybe he’d even rope in Sejanus to come with him, some of the other guys too. It could be a whole event.

“I’ll see you tomorrow then?” Lucy Gray queried, bringing him back to the present.

“See you tomorrow.” He tugged on her arm when she started to drift away. “Oh, wait, not so fast.”

She raised her brows and then smiled when he kissed her.

“Something to keep me warm tonight.”

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The next day, like clockwork, Coriolanus showed up at center square where Barb Azure and the rest of the Covey were selling ice pops for the locals. Lucy Gray spotted him immediately, and her eyes lit up. She was immediately let down though when she saw she couldn’t sprint over to him and pull him into her arms due to the fact that he’d brought a whole troupe of peacekeepers with him.

Still, he wandered over to her specifically where she was handing out ice pops and murmured his explanation.

“Just so I don’t get in trouble. And the guys are hot too, you know.”

“Of course.”

She plastered a giant smile on her face and handed some of her ice pops over to Sejanus and the others, and then one to Coriolanus as well.

“Can you come with me for a while?” he asked, gesturing to a little bench across the street.

Perfect, she thought, and she grinned.

“I’d love to. Let me just get my own ice pop.”

She turned away and whispered something in Barb Azure’s ear. Barb Azure nodded and promptly pulled out a long, thick ice pop covered in paper that Lucy Gray could unwrap. They shared a knowing look and Barb Azure even glanced at Coriolanus briefly, which made him curious, but he walked across the street with Lucy Gray and they sat down with their ice pops.

“What was that about?” he asked.

“Oh, nothing,” she said nonchalantly. “Just Barb Azure made an ice pop special for me.”

“Oh?”

Then he watched as she unwrapped her ice pop, and it resembled to the tee…a penis.

His eyes bulged.

“Lucy Gray.”

“What?” she asked innocently, taking one long, slow lick from the side of her ice penis. “If I can’t have yours, I might as well have a generic one I can eat right up.”

He grumbled, but was also becoming incredibly aroused. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably.

“Eat right up,” he mumbled, the visual of her eating his right up very present in his mind.

He completely abandoned his own ice pop, instead watching her lick and suck the fake penis ice pop over and over again. She spun it around and even stuck it so far into her mouth that it nearly disappeared except for the stick it was on.

His mouth fell open, and then their eyes met as she pulled it out with a pop.

“Barb Azure should’ve added flavor to these. Something sweet, I think. Though maybe this one with a bitter tint?”

He growled, unable to take it anymore. He dropped his ice pop on the ground, yanked hers out of her hand and threw it in the trash.

“Hey!”

Then he pulled her around the side of a nearby building, dragging her farther and farther back so hopefully no one would see. He looked around, and feeling secure about their location, whipped out his very real penis and gave her a pointed look.

“Taste me.”

Lucy Gray smirked and squatted down before him. She lifted up his cock and sunk into her mouth, moaning around it and making Coriolanus brace his arms against the side of the building as she took him inside her inch by inch, swirling her tongue around it like she’d done with the ice pop, taking him deeper and deeper until it hit the back of her throat.

He shuddered and thrust into her mouth gently.

“That’s it, sweetheart.” He pulled her hair back that was falling into her face. “Take it.”

And she did. Over and over. Bobbing her head up and down until his knees nearly buckled. And when he was very, very close, he pulled back and lifted her up into his arms, wrapping her legs around his waist and pushing her against the brick wall as he pushed inside her.

“Ah-ahhh,” she cried, and he silenced future cries with tongue-twisting kisses.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and moved her hips up against him, but he had a sinful grip on her and pinned her to the wall so he could pump into her at a rapid speed over and over again.

Lucy Gray broke free of his kisses, stifling as many cries as she could as her mouth latched onto his neck.

“What if we get caught?” she whispered breathily, glancing down the long alleyway to where the passersby were walking past.

“Then we get caught,” he growled, fucking her harder, rolling his own hips against her body to hit her with a different angle that would’ve had her screaming if he hadn’t kissed her again.

“Because I’m just a district girl to you?” she taunted, knowing it would hit him just right and have him fucking her even faster, grinding his whole body against her as he felt her flesh melt and drip around his.

“Hell no,” he panted, pinning his forehead to hers. “You’re mine. My Lucy Gray.”

He set her down and sprayed his cum onto the ground before returning to her and giving her lazy kisses.

“I don’t want to go back out there,” she murmured, sinking her fingertips beneath the collar of his shirt. “I want you in the meadow, naked and hovering over me, blocking out the stars so all I can see is you.”

He groaned and leaned his face into her neck.

“I want that too.” He licked his lips. “Tonight,” he said.

“Yeah?”

He nodded.

“After your performance at the Hob we’ll sneak away, and then I’ll all yours.”

She smiled and held him close before adjusting her skirt as they snuck back into town, their hands joined until the very last second.

All mine.

Another update for the smut week story! 🔥

The kink is: exhibitionism.

Thanks to @snowbaird-events 💖

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Marking Coriolanus Snow - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: My entry for Day 2 (Hickeys/Marking) of run 2 of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024. Also, another rendition of meadow sex. Lol. Enjoy.

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Synopsis: Lucy Gray realizes she's in love.

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Lucy Gray was getting possessive.

She’d never in her life felt possessive of anything except her beloved Covey. But with each passing day since Coriolanus had made his presence known to her in 12, she could feel it clawing at her. The need to mark him somehow as hers, so no other pretty district girls could even think about laying claim to him.

It was instinctive, and it was primal, and it had everything to do with the fact that she knew she was falling in love with him. That hadn’t started in 12. It had started during the games when they’d taken turns saving each other from death. Now, free to be with each other – or as free as they could be with the peacekeeper commanders watching their every step – she could feel what it really meant to fall for someone who wasn’t going to hurt you, who wouldn’t cheat on you, whose heart matched yours.

And she hated that she couldn’t declare it openly to anyone except her Covey. And he couldn’t tell anyone either, except his friend Sejanus, who likely knew without having to be told.

But on Coriolanus’s free days, he would meet her in the meadow, and they’d spend hours there kissing and cuddling and making love. She’d send Maude Ivory away so there wouldn’t be any witnesses, and they could be alone. During those times, she felt free as a bird, and falling for him hard.

She’d touch his face, trace the curves of it, the hard line of his jaw and the crinkles around his eyes when he smiled really big, which wasn’t often, but he did it for her. She couldn’t believe he was real, that she’d gotten this lucky. And the fact that he was likely falling for her too made her heart swell.

He had to be, right? He’d followed her to 12 after all, when he could’ve gone to 8.

But she was getting impatient. She had to do something to mark him. Her nails were too short for really leaving marks on his back during sex, but her teeth were sharp.

Yes. A hickey should do it.

It would heal, and she’d have to leave another over and over again, but it would be worth it. And what was even better was people would see it.

They’d assume it was from some district girl he’d slept with, and she’d have to live with the fact they wouldn’t know it was from her. They wouldn’t know it was her laying her claim to him and for any other girl to back off. But she would know it, and so would he.

So, the next afternoon while she was practicing in the meadow, she felt him approach from afar and immediately stopped, looking over her shoulder. She smiled.

“Hey, don’t stop. I like listening to you sing.”

She humored him and finished the song, while he sat beside her on the log, and then she set the guitar aside.

“Can I kiss you now?” she teased, her hands in her lap though what she really wanted to do is lunge at him and topple him over.

He chuckled.

“You can always kiss me, Lucy Gray. You know that.”

“You like when I kiss you?” she teased again, and he nodded.

“My favorite thing in the world.”

Her heart leapt into her throat, and she did lunge at him then, but he was sturdy, and they didn’t topple over. He held her body to him and explored her mouth in a way that made her toes curl.

“I want to try something,” she said after she broke away, after she’d nuzzled his nose and tried not to burst when he nuzzled her back. Her heart was screaming.

Okay, she was in love. She was so in love she wanted to scream it across the meadow and have every creature far and wide hear and feel how she was feeling. She could hardly contain herself.

“What’s that?” he asked, brushing her jaw line with his thumb and then brushing her bottom lip with it, making it pop out of place briefly and giving her chills.

“Come with me,” she said and got up.

She held his hand, and their fingers intertwined as they circled around a nearby tree to a large blanket laying there.

“This looks familiar.” He smiled smugly.

Their sex blanket, he’d called it fondly once, and Lucy Gray had tried and failed not to blush.

“I want you,” she said, her voice falling darker, dirtier, eager with need for him. “Is that so bad?”

Immediately he pulled his blue shirt up and over his head, followed by his white undershirt, so he was shirtless.

“Not bad at all, Lucy Gray. I want you, too.”

He came to her and helped her out of her light, cotton dress. The sleeves were a little tricky to slide out of, but they managed it along the way, laughing a bit at the difficulty.

When it was at her waist, Coriolanus sighed contently, easily removing her bra and tossing it aside so he could kiss her breasts.

“You taste so good, Lucy Gray.” He lapped at one nipple and then the other until they were tight and erect. “I could eat you up all day.”

She shivered and lifted his head so she could kiss him again. He ate her alive, kissing her hard and long, sticking his tongue in her mouth and sliding it against her own. She moaned and nearly forgot her own name, she was so lost in the feel of him.

And all they were doing was kissing.

“Ohh, you drive me crazy, Coriolanus Snow,” she confessed, shoving her dress the rest of the way down and kicking off her boots.

“Feeling’s mutual.”

He smirked, shoving down his pants and underwear and sinking his fingers beneath the waistband of her panties to drag them down her smooth legs. She kicked them free, then sank down onto the blanket, and he came with her, hovering over her, kissing every inch of her, making her feel worshipped and loved, and she wanted to tell him so badly then, what she wanted, what she felt.

But part of her was afraid he maybe didn’t feel the same way. The other part wanted to tell him in a special way, like in a song for only him maybe. Yes. She liked that.

When his tongue started flicking at her clit, and his lips wrapped around it, sucking, she could only hold his head to her pussy and try not to scream. Her hand flew over her mouth, and she moaned into it, screamed into it even as she came undone, her body lifting up and then sinking down, absolute putty against the blanket as he crawled back up to her, removed her hand and kissed her lips so she could taste herself on his tongue.

God, I love you. I love you. I love you. I love you.

To avoid saying it, she pushed at his chest, and he flipped over onto his back. Then, when she was ready she lowered herself down onto his erect cock, and did cry out when he filled her fully.

“That’s my Lucy Gray.”

And his emphasis made her open her eyes from the ecstasy and lock with his.

This was the time.

She lowered her mouth to his neck and bit down hard.

“Mmph!” He jerked slightly, but then relaxed and smoothed his hand over her long locks trailing down her back. “Easy there, you’ll leave a mar- Oh. That’s what you wanted to try.”

“Mhmm.”

She sucked on the wound, lapping at it with her tongue, then lifting her head to see the spot was properly bruised.

The hint of a smile on her face as he watched her mesmerized Coriolanus.

“You’re crazy, you know that?” He chuckled, and she looked up at him and frowned.

“I just want the crazies of this town to know you’re taken.”

“No need to get defensive, Darlin’.” He rose up to kiss her again. “I like you crazy.”

Her eyes widened.

“You do?”

He nodded.

“Possessive of me just like I am of you.”

She shivered.

“You’re possessive of me too?”

He gripped her chin and kissed her again and again.

“Why do you think I keep coming out here whenever I get the chance? You’re mine, Lucy Gray. No one else’s.”

“And you’re mine.”

Their kisses grew feverish then, heated. And he started to move from beneath her, encouraging her with his hands on her hips.

It didn’t take long for Lucy Gray to move on her own, her body a sight to behold for a horny Coriolanus as she leaned back, her breasts to the sky, as her hands braced themselves on his knees. She ground hard against him then, and even propped her feet up on either side of him so she could bounce up and down on his throbbing cock.

“Ah-ah,” he cried, intertwining their fingers and gripping hard as moved up and down.

Then, leaning forward, she fell down onto his hard chest, and he fucked up into her from underneath, holding her tightly to him as he pounded into oblivion, the slapping of their bodies echoing across the field.

“Ung, Ung…I’m-I’m coming, Lucy Gray. Lucy Gray!”

And he emptied into her, holding her ass against his body so he could properly fill her.

Lucy Gray would’ve been more alarmed if she hadn’t enjoyed it so much.

“Oh, wow.”

He went limp, his legs falling flat on the blanket.

“I’d say sorry, but-”

“Yeah, I know. That felt incredible.”

She lifted her head and folded her arms on his chest, setting her chin on her hands.

“I guess we both marked each other today.”

Coriolanus grinned and then started to laugh. Lucy Gray joined in, and then he was turning them over and kissing her deeply once more. When he lifted his head, he looked like there was something he wanted to say – badly. And she felt it too. She’d felt it for a while.

“You’re my girl, Lucy Gray,” he said instead, and that was good enough for her.

She beamed.

“And you’re my guy, my Peacekeeper guy,” she chuckled, nuzzling him again.

Oh, she was so in love.

And as he nuzzled her back, she knew so was he.

Bind Me to You - 1/1 | snowbaird fanfiction

A/N: Written for day 3 of Snowbaird Smut Week 2024, run 2. LG handcuffs Coryo to the bed during their honeymoon! Hehe.

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Synopsis: Lucy Gray takes control during her honeymoon to Coriolanus Snow.

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“I’ve been wanting to do this since we were together in 12, but we rarely had a bed available to us, and even less so one we could handcuff to.”

“Did you say handcuff?”

Click.

It was their honeymoon, day 2.

Day one was sweet and magical and gentle – well, as gentle as lovemaking could be when you had Coriolanus as your husband, and he wanted nothing more than to ravage the living daylights out of you. He still had some of that Peacekeeper in him, and that Peacekeeper was a wild animal.

Lucy Gray didn’t mind. She could be equally untamed and even venomous when the lights were down in a bedroom with him.

They’d gone north of the Capitol for their time away, just about an hour away. Close enough that they could be called back if something dire were to happen with the Snow family back home, but far enough away that they could insist anything minor was not reason enough to return from their honeymoon.

They were staying in one of the Snow family’s previously abandoned cottages out on a lake. In recent years, as the Snows had regained their wealth and status just in time for the law to change for Lucy Gray to marry Coriolanus Snow, the cottage had been refurbished and was now in a luxurious state for the long-awaited honeymoon.

And here, on day two, Lucy Gray had planned to do something she’d never tried with anyone. She was going to blindfold and handcuff her dear husband to the bed at the cottage and make him beg for anything remotely sexual to be done to him throughout the evening.

She’d been extremely looking forward to it, and she was not going to back down no matter how much he demanded to be set loose.

Night one had been all about him taking control, something he rarely relinquished anyway. Night two would be all about her claiming him. And he liked the wild animal inside of her. She knew he did.

This was going to be fun.

“I’ve left a blindfold for you on the bed,” she’d said from the bathroom. “Strip down, put the blindfold on and lie back on the bed, Lover. I’ll be in in a minute.”

He smirked, enjoying how the district 12 in her always had a new pet name for him at the drop of a hat. He picked up the blindfold and smoothed his finger tips over the dark silk.

“You won’t even let me see you first?” he asked, craning his neck to see if he could catch sight of her in the cracked doorway. His mind was entirely focused on which of the many sets of lingerie he’d gifted her with the night before. The black lacey one with the matching silk gloves was particularly on his mind.

The door closed, and her voice was muffled when she responded.

“The blindfold won’t be on long,” she promised him, and he chuckled, shaking his head.

He did as he was told though and got undressed. Then he put the blindfold on and plopped down on the bed, scooting back until his head was on the plush pillows at the head of the bed.

He heard the door open a few moments later and felt her presence when she walked into the room. His adam’s apple bobbed in anticipation, and Lucy Gray smirked to herself.

That was when she informed him of how she’d wanted to do this for quite some time, since their time in 12 in fact, which had been over a year ago. His confusion was short lived as soon as he heard the sound of the handcuff clicking around his wrist. And when he tried to tug on it to free himself, he found it was chained to the bed.

“Lucy Gray,” he warned, at first not liking being so restrained, especially when she did the same thing to his other wrist, despite his attempts to prevent it.

“Relax,” she said, after a quiet chuckle. “You’ll like this, I promise.”

“I-”

But he was silenced by the feel of her straddling his hips and then her leaning forward and capturing his lips with her own.

“Mm,” he moaned softly, and she smirked.

“See, told you.”

“You’re wearing the lacey lingerie?” he asked, able to tell by the brush of it on his thighs.

“I am,” she confirmed.

“Let me see it,” he whined, and she chuckled again.

“Patience, dear one. All in good time.”

She patted his chest, then drew her nails down it from collar bone to torso, dipping her finger tips into the lines of his abs, still defined from his continued workouts even after returning to the Capitol. He hadn’t planned on continuing them and keeping up his Peacekeeper physique. But he liked the way Lucy Gray looked at him when she saw his nude body and decided it was worth it to keep the muscle.

Lucy Gray replaced her nails with her mouth and started kissing her way down his chest next, pausing to nip at his nipples with her teeth and making him moan.

“Lucy Gray,” he whispered breathily.

She smirked.

“I’m here.”

Then her tongue ran over his abs, and she blew lightly over the wet spots, making him shiver as goosebumps covered his skin.

As she inched down his body, her hair trailing over him, Coriolanus grew impatient, especially when he could feel her breath on his cock, hovering.

“Okay, take it off. Take off the blindfold. I want to see you when y-”

But Lucy Gray wasn’t listening. She kissed his tip, then sucked it, and then propped his cock up to slowly take the length of him inside her mouth.

“Oh, god.”

Her tongue swirled around him, and he started to lift his hips up, seeking more of her wetness. She positioned herself directly above him though and forced his hips back down so he was pressed against the mattress as she started to bob her head up and down in repeated fast movements, the sucking sound driving him mad.

“Lucy Gray,” he whimpered.

And he could feel her smiling around him. She was enjoying this.

“Argh. Untie me.”

She dragged her mouth slowly free of him, then licked his fully erect length before closing her hand around it and pumping him quickly as she popped his balls one by one inside her mouth and swirled her tongue around them, dragging her teeth lightly on the tender skin until he hissed and raised his hips again. She pushed him down for the second time.

“Lucy Gray!”

She laughed and moved over his leg to where his head was laying on the pillows.

“Alright, alright. My goodness, you’re impatient.”

He huffed and moments later his blindfold was pulled free of his eyes, and he forgot all about his irritation.

She was a vision. Her hair falling around her shoulders, and the lingerie enhancing her cleavage and fitting to her curves flawlessly.

“Wow.”

She smiled.

“Okay, now the handcuffs,” he told her, but she shook her head, and he frowned. “What? Why?”

“Tonight, I’m in control.”

He pouted, and she was adorable, so she leaned down and captured his pretty, pink lips. She could feel the eagerness in him when he chased her lips even after she pulled away and moved down his body again.

Sighing, he fell back on the pillow and grumbled.

“You’ll regret this.”

“I don’t think so,” she said, kissing the tip of his cock again as she cradled it in her palm and started to pump it again.

His breathing grew more shallow as his chest rose and fell, and she could feel the arousal in him growing, could see it too as his cock grew more and more erect under her touch.

“I’m ready,” he said. “Fuck, I’m so ready.”

She smiled.

“Oh, I know.”

She licked two of her fingers and dipped them under the frilly, tiny skirt and pumped her own channel briefly, mesmerizing him. She hissed as her nails brushed across her clit, and when her fingers burst free, Coriolanus could see they’d become fully covered by her wetness.

“You’re ready too,” he said, his pupils dilating.

“Oh, yeah.”

She unhooked the back of the top of her lingerie, so he could see just how pointed her nipples had become, and he groaned, wanting to touch her so badly it hurt. His fingers wiggled in their restraints.

He was going mad, and she was living for it.

“Ride me, Lucy Gray.”

“What do you say?” she asked pointedly, straddling him but keeping her body just inches above his cock, so he couldn’t even feel her no matter how much he tried to raise his hips.

Her ankles held his legs down hard behind her, making it extremely difficult for him.

“Ugh. Ride me now.”

“That’s not very polite, Coriolanus,” she said, leaning down to kiss his chest again and lick a line up to his neck where she promptly sucked. “Where are your manners?”

“Fuck. You want me to beg?”

He was incredulous, but she took her time lifting her head, nipping at his nipples again.

“That’s exactly what I want.”

He groaned.

“Fine. Ride me…please.”

He looked disgusted with himself, but Lucy Gray was pleased beyond measure.

“That’s all you had to say.”

He rolled his eyes, but he was granted the pleasure of his life when she finally moved down his body and lowered herself onto his waiting cock.

“Ahh,” she cried out, her gentle hiss lost in Coriolanus’s moan.

She waited a moment, taking in the feel of his full hardness inside of her before she started to move seconds before he asked her to.

His lips parted, he breathed shakily as she moved up and down, increasing her speed and rolling her hips to grind more deeply against him.

“Fuck, Lucy Gray.”

“I’m trying to,” she said, her strained laugh emerging through the pleasure.

Then her secret desires burst through, despite all her careful planning. She was enjoying herself, for sure, and yet…

“I miss your hands on me,” she confessed.

“Unchain me!” he cried out, seeking the opening the second it appeared.

“Ugh. No. That’s not what I…”

He blew out a huff of frustration and forced his legs up, so he could fuck her from beneath. It wasn’t quite as successful with his hands not on her hips forcing her down onto his cock. It didn’t allow him to lift his head up enough to suck her breasts and latch onto the skin in the crook of her neck, but it was as close as he could manage.

“Ahhh.”

“You like that, Lucy Gray?” he teased her, and she wondered how he’d suddenly regained control when he was the one chained to the bed.

“Uh-huh,” she whined, falling forward on his chest, her hands splayed over his shoulders.

He managed to kiss the top of her head.

“I can do that and so much more… I can touch you, if you let me. Let me, Lucy Gray.” He paused a moment, then smiled to himself. “Please?”

She almost cried she was so desperate for his hands on her.

Reluctantly, she climbed off of him and disappeared into the bathroom.

“What are y-”

But then she re-emerged with the key between her fingertips. She came around to one hand and then circled the bed to the other. And the second he was free, he grabbed a hold of her waist and pinned her beneath him on the bed.

“You’ve been a very naughty girl, Mrs. Snow.”

She shivered at the use of her married name, her eyes wide.

“I think it’s time to punish you.”

“Punish me,” she ordered.

He groaned, the demand music to his ears.

He moved down her body again, kissing, licking, nipping, caressing every inch of her. When he reached her pussy, he dove in immediately, seeking out her clit and pumping three fingers up inside of her, so that she was clawing at him, shoving his face deeper inside her so he could barely breathe.

“Oh, fuck, oh, god.”

He moaned into her, enjoying her taste, and she could feel it, almost like a vibration coursing through her veins.

“So good. So good. Fucking god.”

And then she exploded, the ripples of her orgasm causing her to buck up against his mouth. Before they disappeared completely, he plunged his cock inside of her and thrust until he came undone, jerking off inside of her and grinding against her perfect body until she was completely filled with him.

Then he collapsed, and she held him to her, her arms and legs keeping him in place, so he couldn’t move.

“You can’t go anywhere,” she told him. “You’re mine.”

He smiled, exhausted, and with no intention other than to lay plastered against her skin.

“And you’re mine, Lucy Gray.” He kissed one breast then lifted his head to look into her eyes, curls falling over his forehead. “Always.”

Day 3: Bondage ✨

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Tumblr yeeted my post so let’s do it this way~

I will continue posting everything on AO3 and the censored version here to please the tumblr gods ònó

I‘m so mad

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 💖

Falling behind in reblogging/posting the new smut week works that have been shared I’ll be so honest team this admin is absolutely going through it right now but not to fear I will make sure to catch up as soon as possible 🫡

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 💖

the only heaven i’ll be sent to (is when im alone with you) by dingdongdelusion

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.

Hope you enjoy, and keep your eye out this week! @snowbaird-events

commissions open! / enter my commissions raffle!

Day 1: Virginity 🦊

Coriolanus first time with Lucy Gray was truly something, in the embrace of nature his vixen lady so small in his eyes turned out to be a vixen in heat.

Maybe its also a way to see both of them loosing their virginity, Coriolanus in the literal sense and Lucy Gray with his size as he should be to big to handle. But ofmcourse she is able to adapt and after this experience certainly can’t keep her paws off of him. Don’t mind him Coriolanus just rearranging her insides making room for some pups 👀

lets just say the truth, billy taupe sucked-

Here is the link to the ao3 collection if anyone needs it!!

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

Only one week until it starts!

Only one week until it starts!

Only one week until it starts!

Second run of the Snowbaird smut week will take place in less than two weeks!

Reminder of the prompts:

Day 1 - August 4 : virginity

Day 2 - August 5: hickeys/marking

Day 3 - August 6: bondage

Day 4 - August 7: exhibitionism

Day 5 - August 8: breeding

Day 6 - August 9: mirrors

Day 7 - August 10: outdoors sex

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!

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! 🫶

I update with the bondage prompt! Little by little I will finish this Snowbaird smut week 💖

Mockingjay's screams

Link:

@snowbaird-events

First run of the Snowbaird Smut week wrap up!

Find the ao3 collection here!

Ao3 links:

Soak Right In by Peetasblyth

the only heaven i’ll be sent to (is when im alone with you) by dingdongdelusion

Mockingjay's screams by MitsukiSirya

Lose Control with Me by SunField_Antique

[illustration] - Spark by BlueberryWaffles

Possessing Lucy Gray by backtothestart02

Tumblr links:

Day 1: virginity (Mockingjay’s scream chapter 1) by @mitsuki91

Day 2: hickeys/marking (Mockingjay’s scream chapter 2) by @mitsuki91

Day 4: exhibitionism drawing by @jeida-chi

Day 7: outdoor sex fanfic by @shadowqueenjude

Thank you so much to everyone who participated!! If you missed the first run (or wanted to create works for more prompts!) the second run of the event will take place from August 4 to August 10!

We may also have something cooking up for September… 👀 but more on that later!

Snowbaird Film Fest is coming THIS SATURDAY!!

Join us for another #snowbairdWeek fan work fest! There will be an AO3 collection, and we will be tracking both #snowbairdweek #SnowbairdFilmFest (no space) on Twitter and Instagram as well as 'SnowBaird Week' 'SnowBaird Film Fest' (with spaces) on Tumblr.

We can't wait to see what you come up with!

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 💖

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 💖

For snowbairdsmutweek @snowbaird-events Day 7: outdoor sex

the meadow scene but make it ✨ smut ✨

@backtothestart02

“You found me,” Lucy Gray said. In District 12? In Panem? In the world itself? Never mind, it didn’t matter. “You knew I would.” “Hoped you would. Didn’t know. The odds didn’t seem in my favor.” She leaned back enough to free a hand and brushed his lips with her fingers. He felt the calluses from her guitar strings, the soft surrounding skin, as she examined the previous night’s injury. Then, almost shyly, she kissed him, sending shock waves through his body. Ignoring the pain in his lips, he responded, hungry and curious, every nerve in his body awake. He kissed her until his lip started to bleed a little, and would have kept going had she not pulled away. Lucy Gray wiped at the blood on his lip. “You’re bleeding,” she whispered, concern evident in her tone.

Coriolanus swiped his lips impatiently. “I don’t care.” Then suddenly, he thought, oh no. She must think he looks hideous with the swollen bleeding lip. Sejanus had told him the look worked for him, but why had he trusted his opinion anyway? He should’ve trusted his instinct. Before Lucy Gray could cause permanent damage to his ego, Coriolanus opened his mouth to reassure her. “It’ll heal in a few days.” Lucy Gray stared at him oddly before giving a laugh of surprise. “I know,” she said. “I just didn’t want to hurt you.”

You’re hurting me more by staying away, Coriolanus thought, but didn’t say it because perhaps it was a tad bit too dramatic. “You’re not,” he said instead. “Hurting me. I barely felt anything.” Lucy Gray raised her eyebrow like she didn’t believe him, but she slowly leaned forward again. She laughed softly, tracing her fingers across his lips. “I like you this way. You look like quite the rogue, Coryo.”

At the compliment and the nickname, Coriolanus blushed. “Does that mean you’ll kiss me again?” he asked stupidly. In answer, Lucy Gray moved her mouth to his.

Coriolanus felt warm all over as they kissed once more, Lucy Gray licking the blood off of his lips before moving her tongue inside his mouth. He tasted the salt of his own blood as the kiss deepened, Lucy Gray digging her fingers into his head while his own hands got tangled in curls. There was a loud crunching sound that Coriolanus realized was the ice he had brought for Lucy Gray. Reluctantly, he pulled away slightly, lifting his leg and offering it to her. “Ice for you,” he said. Lucy Gray beamed upon taking it. “This has to be the coldest thing on this side of November,” she said. Then before Coriolanus could react, she pulled off her shirt and poured half of the melting ice down her chest.

She was wearing a lacy bra, a pretty thing that would be typical of Capitol ladies. As the cloth became soaked, the swell of Lucy Gray’s breasts became fully visible. Coriolanus swallowed. He had never felt like this before. Wanting, needing her… he hadn’t understood what others meant when they described the feeling. Until now.

Feeling nervous, Coriolanus untucked his shirt and pulled it over his head. Lucy Gray poured the other half of the ice over his chest, gently pushing him to the ground and spreading the ice water more thoroughly with her hands. With a sudden disconcerting thought, Coriolanus recalled that Lucy Gray had done this before while he hadn’t.

He hated it, hated feeling so vulnerable, hated not having a clue what he was doing, hated that somebody else would know that. Even if it was Lucy Gray.

She slid her pants off, and Coriolanus tried to take off the lacy bra, fumbling with the buttons. He stared at her as she climbed on top of him, palming his length through his pants. When she moved to unzip him, he froze.

He had no idea what he was doing, no clue at all, and he was going to look stupid and immature before Lucy Gray, and he hated that he cared this much anyway. Festus seemed to have no such problems with this stuff; why couldn’t he be the same way?

Lucy Gray held his face in her hands, staring deep into his eyes. “Coryo, are you ok?” For some reason, those four words made tears fall from his eyes. This was so humiliating, for Lucy Gray to see him like this. Like he was on the edge of breaking.

Maybe he had been for a while. He had maintained the facade of normalcy in the capitol while he was starving at home. He had tried to remain calm even as his girl was taken into the arena to die. He had tried to remain sane even as he was expelled and sent to the districts to be a peacekeeper for the next twenty years. Sejanus coming with him and the possibility of upgrading to officer and returning to the capitol that way had kept him alive. But somehow, this act, this thing that came so naturally to others, was causing the cracked pieces of his soul to break entirely.

Lucy Gray, however, did not laugh or sneer. She did not mock him or even utter a word. She bent over him, tracing each tear with her lips and wiping it away. Her face was smeared with his blood, and he imagined his was the same now. Coriolanus was no poet, yet he could appreciate the artistry of it. Both of them killers after going into the arena, now smeared in each other’s blood.

“Coryo,” she murmured again, her dark curls brushing against his neck. “Coryo, do you trust me?”

Trust. Such a difficult thing to give out. There was so few people that Coriolanus trusted. Tigris. Clemensia, at least before the snakes incident. Festus, but only to some extent. Sejanus, but only because he seemed too foolish and straightforward to betray Coriolanus. His grandma’am, as long as she didn’t wander out in public.

He loved Lucy Gray; that much was certain. But did he trust Lucy Gray? Was love synonymous with trust, or something given along with love? Or were they separate entities?

He supposed it didn’t matter. Lucy Gray had had a chance to escape the arena, and she had chosen to save him from a burning log instead. She seemed so overjoyed to have him here in District 12. They had been through so much together. How could he not trust her?

At last, Coriolanus found his voice. “Yes,” he murmured back. “I trust you, Lucy Gray.”

At that statement, Lucy Gray slowly slid Coriolanus’s pants off of his body. She completed the unbuttoning job Coriolanus had started on her bra, letting the thin fabric drop to the grass. It was not long before they were both utterly naked before each other, and although it was only their bodies, Coriolanus felt as if his heart were being laid bare as well.

Cautiously, Coriolanus lifted the back of his hand to Lucy Gray, starting from her forehead, down the slope of her nose, over her lips, across her neck and collarbone, from her shoulder down to her wrist, before moving to her breasts, down her waist, over her hips, settling on her thigh. Lucy Gray answered by kissing across his pecs before biting his shoulder. Coriolanus gasped.

“Mine,” Lucy Gray breathed against his skin. “You are mine, Coriolanus Snow.”

Coriolanus shuddered as she lightly circled her fingers across his dick. Holy hell, it was sensitive. He couldn’t help but arch towards her hand, towards whatever she was doing to cause that feeling. When Lucy Gray replaced her hands with her mouth, Coriolanus couldn’t hold back his moan. His fingers dug into the grass as he rode her mouth, her tongue. He was overwhelmed by sensation, mind foggy with pleasure. He could barely think around the fact that Lucy Gray was having sex with him, that it was probably the best feeling in his life. Soon afterward, he felt the muscles in his groin and glutes begin to tighten, and he saw stars as Lucy Gray continuing to suck him until his body finally relaxed. He didn’t know what that was, but it must be good.

Lucy Gray lifted her head, some sort of undetermined substance covering her face. Definitely not sweat. Oh god. Had that come from his-

Not breaking eye contact, Lucy Gray licked it. Coriolanus’s jaw dropped and he felt his skin heat from embarrassment.

“Delicious,” she said, and Coriolanus felt better. Of course! Anything that came out of his body had to be good! Besides waste, of course. “Are you ready?”

This part, Coriolanus knew. He slowly nodded, and Lucy Gray lifted herself up before lowering her body onto his shaft. Lucy Gray and Coriolanus’s moans melded into each other’s as she began to increase her pace. And Coriolanus stared at her face as it went blank with sensation before melting into the expression of perfect bliss. She was so beautiful. Coriolanus could stare at her all day.

I love you, he thought to himself. So, so much.

He wondered if he would ever be brave enough to say those words aloud.

the only heaven i’ll be sent to (is when im alone with you) by dingdongdelusion

have officially posted my snowbaird smut week drawing!

see it on tumblr and ao3!

Reposting the link to the ao3 collection in case anyone needs it!!