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musenilla · 5 months
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‘You had to kill me, but it killed you just the same.’
Theyyyy more art of them again. I think about how tragic they are almost ever hour. 
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multifandomsbabe · 5 months
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nothing truly breaks my heart like tigris at the end of tbosas. the way she looked at coriolanus, trying to find a glimpse , just a glance of the little boy she raised. the boy that she tried so hard to pull into the light. the boy she fought tooth and nail for. the boy she swore could be good.only to realize that he is gone . not only that but he turned into the thing she feared the most for him.his father
she looked at crassus’ coriolanus snow trying to find her coryo
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ladysansalannister · 5 months
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Only do not leave me in this abyss, where I cannot find you.
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924inlegend · 5 months
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Favourite Costar Friendships/Pairings: Rachel Zegler + Tom Blyth
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elsaqueenofstress · 5 months
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I'LL FACE JUDGMENT BY THE HOUNDS.
“i’m your man,” mitski / the ballad of songbirds and snakes (2023) / suzanne collins
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winterfieldfrontiers · 5 months
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SNOW, YOU WILL GO TO HELL FOR THIS
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fkevin073 · 5 months
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TOM BLYTH & RACHEL ZEGLER as CORIOLANUS SNOW & LUCY GRAY BAIRD IN THE HUNGER GAMES: THE BALLAD OF SONGBIRDS AND SNAKES
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gxdsfavgal · 5 months
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saw this tweet… someone please write a oneshot about getting high with Corio or Tom!!!!!!! i need it now!!!!
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jasmineslonghair · 6 months
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Another rant.
In a sense I do believe that Snow did love Lucy Gray, but I saw this tiktok talk about how it isn't a love story, it's a tragedy. I have to agree, because Snow was given so many chances to choose the good path, he had people that genuinely believe in him. Tigris, Lucy Gray and Sejanus but Snow is so emotionally stunted and not willing to progress. (At least from my view that's what I concluded)
So many times throughout the book I caught myself smiling or laughing at something he said. And I literally would be like "wtf" but Suzanne Collins is such a genius writer like that, and like a broken clock I'll repeat, she wrote this book so well that, I was genuinely forgetting that this young man will become a man I will hate and wish death upon.
Reading the original trilogy as a pre-teen I never truly understood the gravity of Snow's evil and watching the movies again recently with context from the book, made so many little actions and lines hold more weight.
I hate over-analysing books because of English in school, but books like this remind me why I love to read and get lost in worlds that are are different but the same.
I'm rambling but this book and this whole franchise has been on my mind for a while and I need a creative outlet.
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poetic-gays · 5 months
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The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes (2023)
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tomblythismyhusband · 1 month
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CORYO SMUT REQUEST RAAHHH 🔥🔥🔥
okokokokOK i LITERALLY have coryo brainrot rn and i cant stop thinking about politician/president!coryo being too preoccupied with paperwork to take care of reader for like a week or so, so when she comes in asking to show him a new mini nightdress she bought (she’s clearly wearing nothing beneath it and only just goes past her ass) he KNOWS she’s trying to get his attention bc she’s neeeeedy and he tells her to get off on his leg while he finished up his work but she’s like “but i don’t want to ruin your nice pants” and he looks at her like 🤨🤨🤨🤨 BC HE COULDNT CARE LESS ABOUT HIS PANTS BC THE READERS NEEDS ARE MORE IMPORTANT 😭😭😭😭
i literally love your writing but if you don’t want to do this THATS OKAY
needy [politician!coryo x wife!reader]
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[summary]: politician!coryo x wife!reader | You had been feeling extra in need of your husband, Coriolanus’ affection. He’s been so busy with work yet he still finds a way of making you feel better
[warnings]: MDNI, 18+, thigh riding, language, kissing, praise!kink
[wc]: 1.9k
[note]: the way i JUMPED to write this request. TYSM i’ve been aching to write for coryo sm.
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As you walked down the halls of the Snow manor you couldn’t help but realize that you hadn’t seen your husband, Coriolanus in forever. With his rapid rise in status within the Capitol, you were able to see him less and less. Your husband was always buried in work. Whether it was meetings, late nights in the study, or business trips, he was eating sleeping work at this point.
As you passed his study, you frowned at the closed door. You thought about how you used to visit him all the time as he worked until he had labeled you a “distraction”. Now you would roam the halls or take shopping trips with your friends just to find contentment away from your husband. You couldn’t deny the fact that you yearned for his attention, but you also knew it wasn’t like Coriolanus to leave his work.
You made your way back to your bedroom- well, Coriolanus’ and yours. Not like he ever slept in it though, not when there was a perfectly good couch in his study. Even though you felt a little pained he spent so much time working, you knew it was because he was extremely determined to become President of Panem. And you supported him.
When you entered the room you were removed from your thoughts at the sight of your maid Anita putting away the clothes that you had bought that morning on a little retail therapy trip.
“Oh- Please Anita, I can do it.” You said cheerfully to the woman as she took clothes out of bags and folded them.
Anita glanced up at you with surprise. “Are you sure Miss Snow?”
You nodded, taking a stack of folded dresses from her hands gently. “I would be happy to do it. You work too hard around here.”
The woman smiled at your words and gave you a slight bow. “Thank you.” She started to leave the room when you called out her name one last time.
“Oh! And Anita?”
Anita turned her head with interest.
“Take the day off.” You said winking at her, giving her a smile. A grin spread on the woman’s face as she whispered a “thank you” and left.
With the maid now gone you flopped down onto the bed, setting the folded stack of clothes beside you. If only it was that easy to have Coriolanus take the day off. He was the type of man who needed valid reasons and an overwhelming amount of convincing.
You sat up again, starting to sort through the contents of your shopping bags. Your eyes landed on the bag from a designer lingerie store you had visited that morning. You bit your lip as you pulled out a simple nightdress from the bag.
It was a tiny thing, short. It was soft as well, perfect for lounging around the house. You stood up, holding up the dress. Maybe this was the leverage you needed for Coriolanus to pay attention to you. Yes. This was it.
You set it back down neatly and started to strip, removing every garment of clothing before slipping the thin silk night dress over your body.
Walking over to the mirror you couldn’t help but smile to yourself at the sight. The way the dress hugged your curves was perfect. It was black, with delicate lace trim around the edges of the low cut neckline and bottom. You turned to the side, to see how the dress fell just below your ass. Without any underwear on, the dress definitely exposed a lot more than you were used to.
“Perfect.” You murmured, gazing at yourself some more. Coriolanus wouldn’t be able to resist you. Well- that was your hope at least.
Tonight. Tonight you would enter his office, where you knew he would definitely be. You squeezed your thighs together at the thought, definitely feeling all hot and bothered. You’d get him to finally pay attention to you, whether he liked it or not.
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The clock had finally struck 11 at night. Coriolanus sat at his desk filling out paperwork for his upcoming campaign. His eyebrows furrowed as he worked, adding a soreness that he ignored. Time seemed to pass by quickly as he worked. He hadn’t realized how late it was until he heard the clock.
Coriolanus massaged his temple slowly. Guess he would just sleep in the study again. He had too much to do to go to his own bed tonight. This study had become his home, his safe place. He was in his own world when he worked.
Coriolanus’ thoughts were soon interrupted when he heard the door creak open. He didn’t look up, assuming it was the butler bringing him his nightly tea. He then heard the door’s lock click.
This caught his attention. His eyes flicked up and immediately widened at the sight of you, his wife, clad in a black nightdress. His gaze skimmed over the delicate details of the garment as well as how your body looked in it. He couldn’t ignore the points of your breasts, the slope of your waist or the display of your legs. His cock twitched in his pants as he looked at you silently.
“Hey.” You said softly, a coy smile pulling at your lips as you walked over to his desk.
Coriolanus leaned back in his chair, head tilted at the sight. “What’s this?”
His voice was strained, he was obviously affected by the way you presented yourself to him.
You looked down at your dress. “I went shopping today, do you like it?” You looked back up at him, anxiously awaiting a response.
Coriolanus gulped. You were tempting, so unbearably tempting. He felt even more conflicted as you did a little spin, flashing the bottom of your ass to him.
He ran a hand through his blonde curls, letting out a breath. “Darling you look- you look..” He couldn’t find the words. He’d never had his breath swept away from him like this before.
He then snapped out of his trance. He was too busy for this. He could obviously see how needy you were at the moment too.
“Darling, you look great. But I need to get back to work.” Coriolanus said quickly, turning back to his stacks of papers before him.
You frowned. You swore you could see the lust in his eyes.
“You're always working.” You sighed. “I never see you anymore.” You placed your hands on the edge of his desk, bending slightly. “Is it so bad that I want to spend time with you?”
Coriolanus looked up at you. He could hear the intense amount of desire in your voice. It seemed that this was your last resort to get him out of his work. Coriolanus thought for a moment.
“Come sit on my leg.” He said finally.
Your eyes widened with surprise. “What?”
He leaned back in his chair again, placing his hands on his thighs. “You're obviously in need. So get off on my leg while I finish up work.”
The way Coriolanus said this was casual, almost like he was sharing the information as if it was the only logical answer.
You furrowed your brows and frowned. “But your pants- I don’t want to ruin them…”
Coriolanus let out a low chuckle and looked at you as if you had something foolish. “You act like I care about that. I think your state is more important than the state of my pants...”
Your stomach fluttered at the words.
“Come here.” Coriolanus motioned, patting his leg.
Slowly you walked around the desk to him. Coriolanus watched how your hips swayed as you moved closer to him.
He held his breath, eyes roaming your body again as you lowered yourself onto his leg. You placed your hands on Coriolanus’ shoulders to stabilize yourself. Coriolanus dipped his head towards your ear and dropped his voice to a whisper.
“Good girl..”
The warmth of his breath mixed with the heat gathering in your core made you shutter at the words. You were dying for friction, for anything. One of Coriolanus’ hands gripped your waist as the other still held a pen as it rested on the desk.
You then started to move, bucking your hips slowly as a start. You were already soaked, your arousal definitely going to leave a spot on his pants. You lowered your head onto Coriolanus’ shoulder, keeping your moans quiet as you moved.
“Mph..” Your muffled sounds grew louder as you grinded against him. Coriolanus’ hand squeezed your waist. “Just like that..” He whispered.
His voice was music to your ears. You didn’t care anymore that he was working while you got off, at least he was still speaking to you, helping you get there.
You rolled your hips, adding movement to the bundle of nerves that was practically begging to be touched at this point. Coriolanus’ hand that was placed on your hip slid up to dig itself into your hair. The feeling of his hand in your hair added to the desire you felt.
Coriolanus was having a hard time working as you moved against him. His cock felt painfully hard in his pants as he tried to concentrate on the work in front of him. This was for you. He was making you feel better.
Coriolanus lightly bounced his leg as you rode him, breathy moans escaping your lips as you went.
“C-Corio..” You moaned softly. Your arms were thrown around his neck. Coriolanus’ hand removed itself from your hair and slid down to rub against the curve of your lower back.
“You're doing great. Keep going darling…” He murmured against your ear. You kept moving, picking up the pace. You felt the knot in your gut tighten and tighten signaling that your limit was near. Your eyes fluttered shut, arching your back.
“Fuck..” You whispered to yourself. The heat was intense now as you rode his thigh.
Finally the knot in your stomach broke as waves of pleasure coursed through your body. Your legs were trembling now, squeezing either side of Coriolanus’ thigh as you came.
You slumped against him, panting rapidly. Coriolanus enjoyed the feeling of you heavy on him with exhaustion.
“Good..” He said in a low voice as his hand rubbed your body, soothing your trembling. Coriolanus still bounced his leg lightly, letting you feel a little bit more.
You leaned back and took your hand, tilting Coriolanus’ head from looking down at his papers to you. He looked up at you and gave you a smirk.
“Feel better darling?” He drawled, eyes darting all over your face.
You nodded and leaned in to kiss him. He met your lips in a passionate kiss, though he was holding himself back a bit you still wanted to taste him. You then pulled away when Coriolanus let out a pained groan.
“Hm?” You hummed as Coriolanus looked away from you.
“Fuck darling.. you make me want to just rip that dress right off.”
You chuckled and ran a hand through his blonde curls. “You can you know…” You teased.
Coriolanus turned his head back to face you and gave you a playfully stern look. “I swear, you're going to be the death of me.”
You laughed again, nestling closer against him, nodding off to sleep as Coriolanus continued to work. You stayed like that, close to him for the rest of the night. Even when Coriolanus realized he should go to sleep he stayed there, in his chair, falling asleep with you still in his arms. He liked you like this. You felt like his. He would definitely be continuing what you started that night in the morning.
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musenilla · 5 months
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Went in to watch tbosas all excited, came out obsessed and depressed-
I havent read the books (yet) so I had zero clue on what was coming and my god,, I was on the flooorrr everyone delivered their roles so so good. Some fun fan art of them because their story was just all out tragic (dont get me started on Sejanus-)), anywayss live laugh love hunger games i missed it sm 🫶
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0sincerelyella · 5 months
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TBOSBAS SPOILERS AGAIN: CORYO AND CORIOLANUS ARE TWO DIFFERENT PEOPLE
Coryo is the person he was before the death of sejanus and the trickery of lucy gray, coryo is who lucy fell in love with, coryo is sejanus’ brother, coryo is who snow was deep deep down even through his inner monologue. coryo was his child self, the self that survived the war, the self that tigris grew up with and loved so closely and so dearly. coryo is the boy who cried after sejanus died and the boy who begged the game maker to take lucy out of the arena. coryo is the boy who payed his way into district 12 just to see lucy gray again.
coriolanus is his father. coriolanus is the inner monologue, coriolanus is the boy who turned in sejanus’ speach to the game maker. coriolanus is the boy who didn’t trust lucy gray. coriolanus is the boy who decided to go to district 2. coriolanus is the boy who betrayed tigris, killed finnick, and thousands of other people out of the wrath he had for lucy gray.
i believe if CORYO would’ve waited and trusted lucy, she would’ve returned. it was a trick, it was a ruse to see if he trusted her, if he would’ve waited, and not have gone after her, she would’ve come back, they would’ve run away, and the hunger games wouldn’t have existed. because the only reason people kept watching is because coriolanus made them “better” for the people, started selling the people.
ANOTHER THEORY
bare with me on this one.
one of the first things lucy gray said with snow around was that her family was all for color “especially me”
before, the capital was FULL of what snow where’s now. suits, uniforms, very straight forward sophisticated people. but, TIGRIS with her new found hatred for snow, made the entirety of “trending” fashion full of color, full of extraordinary , beautiful color. when tigris says “until snow thought i wasn’t beautiful anymore” she was talking about him forcing her to change all of her looks, plastic surgery, outfits. because he knew she did it out of spite. she did it to remind him everyday of the impact lucy gray had on EVERYONE despite his attempt to make them immediately forget her. forget her songs, forget her face, her color, her everything so that she would never get justice. but tigris gave her justice, tigris made sure she lived on through the fashion and the color.
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ladysansalannister · 5 months
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I didn’t want to have to haunt you, but what a ghostly scene.
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sally-xxx · 5 months
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She survived him.
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doylldonmagar · 1 year
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Just finished The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes. What blows me away is how Coryo has all the influences for him to become worse and to become better.
Here's what I mean, he's a mentor, so he has a close view of the games, which could make him more sympathetic with the districts or more cruel to them.
He writes the papers for Dr Gaul and talks with her a lot, their interactions could have made him more pro or more anti Capitol.
Dean Highbottom resents the Snows, which makes coryo anti-whatever-highbottom-believes, but hearing about the origin of the games could have changed his mind.
Sejanus, Tigris, and Lucy are all anti-capitol and they are the greatest influences in his personal life.
Spending time in D12 could have made him sympathize with the people that are the same as Capitol people, but instead he becomes more pro-capitol.
But as the first chapter makes very clear, he's out for personal success. It foreshadows everything. At the beginning he has some sympathy for the tributes but sees them as pawns for his own success. At any point, he had the catalysts in place for him to become anti-capitol. The conversations and family and friends. He could have been.
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