#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ? | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

shdwtouch · 1 month

Note

While I absolutely agree with the sentiment and think oc positivity is sorely needed, comparing writing canon muses to fast fashion sounds a bit icky to me. I know you don't mean it in a bad way, but it does kinda sound like you're implying that people writing canon characters are putting less love, effort and creativity into their portrayals. Just because there are multiple people writing the same character doesn't cheapen their value, so I'd personally look for some other metaphor.

firstly, just want to say: I have so much anxiety about this message. like I know you're coming from a good place but its confrontation and alarm bells in my head so let me see if I can articulate. ; ; also, I'm posting this from mobile so I apologize for any weird formatting etc owo;

I'm going to stand by my statement (tho I deleted the tags [edit: I did take a screenshot for context sake]) honestly because I definitely was not implying that canon portrayals have less value, in fact I specifically stated that both canon and original characters have value, just like fast fashion and couture have their own values.

let me explain my thought process.

you walk into, say, Walmart and pick up a pair of Levi's. why ? because you've probably worn them before and like them, or heard of them from others and want to try them out. or because you're simply browsing and like the style and color and they're in the right size so why not ? canon muses have that ease of access, whether it be knowing the fandom or simply having a range of content and reviews to go off of as a "consumer".

original characters don't have that luxury; I don't know about other people, but for me sometimes engaging with original characters - and this is coming from someone who writes predominantly fandomless original characters and agonizes over how accessible their lore is - is, well, bottlenecked by my own energy and willingness to engage with the information and content the creator had provided. it's much easier for me, energy wise, to play a video game and then gravitate to muses from it because I'm already familiar with them, so I already have a foot in the door so to speak.

I fucking love reading original lore tho ! I also FUCKING LOVE canon divergence and headcanons ! but it isn't always easy to engage with or incorporate, and I think that's something that impacts a lot of people in how they view ocs compared to canons. original characters just often take more effort to engage with and understand, and that's not a bad thing ! but in a busy life it's understandable that folks want to go to what is comfortable and what they know, so they pick up a pair of Levi's instead of going to get a tailored pair of pants.

next, I should clarify that the characters are clothes, and we, as writers, are the ones who wear those clothes. which is to say, our own personal style and actions play into the overall appearance and feel of our portrayals. two people can take the same shirt and make completely different outfits with it ! maybe one of them decides to crop it, or bleach it, or cut it up and sew it into something new. and all of these things are valid ! and they all have value. you may be wearing the same shirt as someone else, but you still style it the way you want to. you still look different, still unique, still beautiful. there is nothing bad about liking fast fashion or canon characters. fast fashion is convenient, so are canon characters. some canon characters are poorly written and need to be dressed up or fixed to be worn, while others are quality and wonderfully made ! just like clothes ! and honestly, the same applies to original characters too !

the pants I'm wearing right now ? my favorite pair of pants. I've had them for like... four years. and they're still going strong. fast fashion isn't necessarily cheap, just like couture isn't necessarily haute. but again, it's about how you wear it. and everyone in the BG3 rpc wears their clothes, whether they be canon or original, in their own unique, beautiful way ! we all have our own style, and that style provides value to what we're trying to portray. neither canon nor original characters are better than the other, they BOTH have pros and cons. just like fast fashion and couture. they both have value, and their mode or means doesn't detract or add to the value of the final product.

I apologize if it seemed I was implying canon writers aren't as valuable as original writers, or somehow cheaper due to volume, in my tags. I definitely see where you are coming from and that's a valid perspective. However, that was not my intention and I hope I've managed to clarify my stance and explain myself a bit better. thank you for your message, I hope you're well ! sending lots of good vibes ♡

also, in case anyone was curious, my pants:

they are incredibly soft and flowy, very nice. I sleep in them and wear them out. I know they're winter themed but I think they're subtle enough to be worn outside the season, plus they have polar bears on them and I love polar bears !

also, if it's of any value, I have written my fair share of canon characters. I wrote extensively for assassins creed and marvel, in fact that's where I got my start in the rpc ! if I had to carry the metaphor, my "fast fashion" would be my (canon divergent) cli.nt bar.ton. I may have gotten him from marvel but I have since sliced him up and incorporated the pieces of my portrayal into my original projects ♡

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° puffin.exe 》 im a puffin ! i dont do much #° mobile post !#and now ? now we hide. *scurries away* pls be gentle with me ; A ; i swear i have no bad intentions and never wanted to start discourse #ive just been watching crafting videos and the metaphor jumped out at me idk but yeah i love both oc and canons #i know how much love and effort goes into both writing canon and original characters ♡ they are both valuable #and if you ever feel devalued in the rpc because of what kind of character youre writing im sorry and you deserve better

11 notes · View notes

feiiizhu · 2 months

Text

⟡⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅|| FREE HUGS! Anonymous asked: ♡ - baatarjr *awkwardly patting her back* *** please do not reblog and/or turn into a thread without asking first! ***

ㅤㅤ❝𝓦ould it kill you to smile while you hugged your little sister?❞ Opal scolded her brother, of course she meaned it in a joking manner, her voice covered in sarcasm.

@baatarjr

#baatarjr #:x: we just got a letter... i wonder who its from? ( inbox )#// ft. outdated icon because i haven't re iconed that part yet

5 notes · View notes

hegrowth · 5 months

Note

🚩 🚩🚩TEA. SPILL. NOW.

send me a 🚩 and i'll share my unpopular rpc opinions and hot takes. || accepting

oof ya'll we are in for it now. it's time... for puffin's hot take on softblocking. because yes I am and always will be salty about this shit, come fucking fight me and my anxiety-ridden existence.

firstly. I softblock inactive and archived blogs. I think that's chill. but I also always say I'm doing that, so in the event I accidentally softblock someone I didn't mean to and they check my blog like ??? they'll see that post and be like ah okay, it was a mistake.

now. for the love of fuck, why do people say they softblock when unfollowing folks in their rules but also state they do not want to be contacted if they unfollow you ? this is why I have anxiety. like, if you're gonna get offended every time someone messages you to make sure it wasn't an accident or glitch just block people.

and yeah, that is probably where 90% of my anxiety comes from, and why I struggle to reach out to people. because me, popping into someones DMs to make sure it wasn't a mistake gave them the ick and they decide to vague about me or block me anyway. grow the fuck up. and stop assuming the worst about people !

because you know what ? your self-righteous "ew don't talk to me after cutting you off" like tumblr isn't a glitching hellsite / mobile tumblr isn't an accidental thumb-swish away from deleting your blog is not friendly to your neurodivergent followers who struggle to understand situations and approach people.

because being disgusted by someone's genuine concern is shitty. if I come to you like, hey... it's because I noticed, and it mattered to me, and I managed to overcome the anxiety telling me everyone secretly hates me. you being rude about it isn't sexy, and it isn't cool. like, good for you. you're no longer being haunted by my lame ass.

listen. I understand that anxiety exists, obviously. but if that whole situation up top gives you anxiety then you should just block people. and also, if you are softblocking folks but aren't comfortable with them contacting you about it ??? copypastas bitch. a simple "hey, thanks for reaching out ! I did mean to softblock you, nothing personal, just please don't contact me anymore or follow me." goes a long fucking way, because if they then choose to keep pushing it ? you've set your boundaries, they're the asshole now, not you.

because the sentiment I see a lot is "I don't owe you an explanation" and I agree with that 10,000% !! do not come to me asking about why I blocked you or your friend or whatever else, I will not tell you, I do not have to tell you. but re: the copypasta I provided above ? no reasons, just facts. the only explanation you do owe someone is a clarification of the situation, aka setting your boundaries. no one needs to know why those boundaries are being set, in fact I fucking applaud you for setting them, but you do need to communicate that those boundaries are there.

SOFTBLOCKING ISNT ENFORCING A CLEAR BOUNDARY. softblocking is a petty ass way to rid yourself of someone. the metaphor I often see used is its the equivalent of scooping up a spider in your house on a piece of paper and putting it outside. I don't know about ya'll, but when I'm removing a critter from my home that I do not want in it I am actively talking to it and explaining the situation, even if it doesn't understand me, because I want it to know I mean it no harm and please don't come back. guys, no fucking joke, I wished a wasp a merry fucking christmas when I had to remove it from my house because I felt so bad my cat had been torturing it. wasps probably don't celebrate christmas !

point being, I communicate my boundaries to the spiders I'm taking out of my house like they're going to respect them. ya'll should do the fucking same. grow up. we all have anxiety. we all struggle to understand and accept certain social environments and interactions, especially online. we're all doing our best.

don't be a fucking asshole if you softblock someone and they want to make sure it was purposeful. in fact, don't be an asshole to anyone. there is no valid reason to be an asshole to anyone in the rpc, jfc.

also yes, if you softblock me I will block you, because I do not have the mental endurance to deal with the "they hate me" monologue spiraling through my silly little brain. because too many times I have experienced scorn and disgust and hate at being reached out to about softblocking and that has cemented in my brain, more than the anxiety it was a mistake. like just fucking block me, then.

so like. either don't softblock folks or grow up and communicate your boundaries, idk. and don't be an asshole, as previously stated.

this probably doesn't make any sense and has errors in logic / rationale but it's my anxious, frustrated ramblings so fuck it

final thoughts: please don't softblock me ! thanks

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° selkie.exe 》 oh im trash just not approved trash #magicveiled #long post //#long post cw #venting cw #venting //#° ask to tag !#rant cw #ranting //

9 notes · View notes

elekid · 1 year

Note

I’m really sorry ur experiencing serotonin syndrome rn it really is the worst :( I hope you can get your medication or whatever you need to stabilize ur chemicals soon <3

Thank u

Everything is like

Looks like this and is very wavy? Perhaps? It’s hard to describe but nonetheless thank you for your kind message =^) I’ll be ok in some hours when my Body clears it all out

#we just got a letter #i wonder who its from #ily anon #you make me happy when I’m getting nice inbox messages so I’m not as afraid to check my inbox lol

6 notes · View notes

hegrowings · 11 months

Text

what drew me to your oc HONESTLY! i think you followed me first but the second i saw he was native i just FOLLOWED. Always a way to get me insta following. but i've stayed since because i adore our talks and i can't wait until we start writing!

believe it or not I've been following you off and on for... at least a couple years ? and spoken occasionally. but my constant moving blogs and periods of inactivity have had me coming back to your blog(s) when it crosses my dash.

but for serious, I care you so fucking much as an indigenous mun; while I grew up believing we were Apache [maternal] and my mom tried really hard to embrace native culture and support the community, she eventually found out she was adopted. I've just always felt really weird on that fringe of, I grew up learning about and loving indigenous culture, thinking it was somehow a part of myself (atually the reason kaey is native), and now, knowing it isn't, it just feels like appropriation. that's probably way too much information, but I just need you to understand how much I respect you and appreciation the information you provide. and I hope that I can live up to your expectations for representing your culture and people.

more than that. I may have already told you this - memory is shit, apologies - but I've also been like hhhhh cuz I feel weird saying it... our talks are literally the best fucking thing. I know when we were talking about Connor from AC3 you kept apologizing because you were so passionate about it but I want you to know that a) I fucking love your passion and b) it helps me as a writer better understand kaey and how he connects to his culture. so yes, I fucking adore our talks too and it's always equal parts exciting and anxiety inducing because I don't want to say the wrong thing.

just know I respect you so much and I love our talks and I am so thankful you exist and provide information just through speaking up about your culture and perspective and being willing to do that at all. and I'm also excited to start writing asdcfvg hopefully I will get around to that soon <3

@aworldofyou || What drew you to my OC? [accepting] // ask from the old blog

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#aworldofyou #i am so sorry if this is awkward or tmi but im not good at communicating and just want to be honest lol

4 notes · View notes

hegrowth-arc · 1 year

Note

🍓( <3)

send me a 🍓 and I will compliment you ! || always accepting

haven't interacted yet, but I think we got some irons in the fire ? maybe ? idk my memory is shit. lets start with your pinned post: "mercenary witch oc". this is a fucking trip of a thing to read, and we fucking LOVE it. maybe I'm just a nerd (I probably am but whatever) but that is something that gets my attention in a good way.

and again, lemme just turn this blog into an original lore appreciation blog real quick, because THAT LORE THO. "Transformation into a black wolf-like creature via possession" is so fucking metal. I genuinely hope you will be down to interact with kaey in his fantasy universe (when I get the lore posted ofc) because I think we could have some real fun together !

I also totally just vibe with people who write general fantasy ocs. it aint much, but it sure as hell is honest work. unsung heroes, all of you, idk how you manage to exist in an rpc that is mostly modern or fandom based, but you do. and Im glad you do. good job !

@manneatcr

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° selkie.exe 》 oh im trash just not approved trash

2 notes · View notes

omends · 1 year

Note

🍭🍬🍫

@felinesensed / @witchyheroines

we’ve just started following each other but I vibe ! lots of interesting ladies and lore to explore and get to know. I’ll probably add you on Discord, since I think I saw you do a drop... but like. anyone who writes female ocs automatically rocks in my book because the rpc is dumb as shit. I’m very intrigued by your witchy ocs - being something of one myself - and I can’t wait to dive into their lore ! overall it seems like you’ve put a lot of time and heart into your characters.

it can be really fucking disheartening being in the rpc. I’ve been there, and it seems like you have too. no one reblogs your promo, you never get asks, and it feels like you’re doing it for nothing. but you aren’t ! you are seen and valid, you are a worthy rp blog. it’s not always sunshine and roses and feeling wanted all the time but we have to remember that this is just a part of our life, and the lives of others, but the longer we hang in there and the more we try the better we begin to feel about it. I still get self-conscious, but every time one of the friends or partners I’ve gained in my time in the rpc reblogs my promo or likes my ooc post, it feels worthwhile.

so hang in there, enza. I can’t say it gets better, but it gets easier in a way. we keep doing what we do for the people who want us and that’s all we can do. just need to find people, and you will. and this feels more bitter than sweet, sorry. but genuinely, from the bottom of my heart, I know you love your characters and I appreciate you for that. from one creator to another, you’re doing great and I hope you begin to feel that too. but really, thank you for being what you are and bringing what you do to this hellsite, and know its something no one else can provide here or replace. you are 110% authentic and your struggle is 110% valid. hang in there.

send me 🍭🍬🍫 and I’ll give you something sweet ! || accepting

#《 ° ooc ; inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° ooc ; selkie.exe 》 oh im trash just not approved trash

3 notes · View notes

merveiilles · 2 months

Text

⋆˚ ⁭ ✧. ┊┊ SOME MEME? MAYBE UNPROMPTED? I DON'T REMEMBER. THANK YOU FOR SENDING THOUGH!;; olliesmultimuse asked: “Okay, now THAT’S cool.” from lilo for cobra? *** please do not reblog and/or turn into a thread without asking first! ***

ㅤㅤ❝𝓨es, I suppose it is.❞ Cobra agreed. He had shown Lilo some public knowledge of alien lifeforms. Of course, he didn't go into further detail that was classified. Despite her knowing a lot of the creatures, there were still things he knew that was locked behind government law. ❝I'm sure you'll be head of the United States Alien Alliance in no time.❞

|| @olliesmultimuse

#olliesmultimuse #:☆: we just got a letter! i wonder who it's from? ( inbox )#☆|| ch;; cobra bubbles #// I imagine Earth would have its own organization to form alliances with aliens post L&S??? Cobra is part of it obvs.

1 note · View note

shdwtouch · 3 days

Note

🌺 send this to ten muns you think are wonderful 🌺 i don't remember if i send this, so im doing it again for good measure ✨

if you sent it before I did not receive it, so thank you for sending it again !! ; w ; and thank you ♡

#《 ° puffin.exe 》 im a puffin ! i dont do much #《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#° mobile post !

2 notes · View notes

feiiizhu · 19 days

Text

⟡⋅˚₊‧ ୨୧ ‧₊˚ ⋅|| UNPROMPTED;; toranoya asked: (Hey Kip, did you happen to have a headcannon on Opal's age and year of birth? Because I was thinking of Wei and Wing and they don't seem to have a year of birth on the Avatar wiki either.)

// Hi hi fam! Yes I do! I headcanon her to be a year or two younger than Bolin. I think most of the time maybe a year. So, maybe Wei and Wing are like....2 years or one year younger than Opal?

|| @toranoya

#:x: random babbling ( ooc )#:x: we just got a letter... i wonder who its from? ( inbox )

2 notes · View notes

hegrowth · 7 months

Note

firstly, hi ! :D I don't think we've talked before, but that's okay ! glad to have ya; no time like now to get the ball rolling, right ? secondly...

are you kaey's type ? bingo sheet || accepting @thcmcnstcr

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#thcmcnstcr

2 notes · View notes

hegrowings · 10 months

Note

☆ Put this star into the inbox of your favorite blogs. It's time to spread positivity

no u ; w ;

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° sealke.exe 》 oh im trash just not approved trash #i saw this the other day and i was like f u c k i cant cry about this rn im sick and then i cried anyway lmao

0 notes

hegrowth-arc · 1 year

Note

🍓 !

send me a 🍓 and I will compliment you ! || always accepting

man, okay. I am pretty sure we have never actually interacted together. talked, maybe, but never interacted. and yet, we've been mutuals for like... a longass time ? so thank you first and foremost for sticking with my nerdass this long, I appreciate it. ; w ;

other than that ? have you SEEN your muses ? like... do you know how much I RESPECT the fact you have been writing all your kiddos this whole damn time, with love and passion and development ? I can barely keep a blog together for a few months much less pull that off, damn. idk how you do it but, mad respect right here.

also, of course, I am always gay for folks with their own lore. I love reading your lore and meta. I don't always retain the knowledge but I vibe with it so fucking much. whenever I see someone post meta for their ocs on the dash I am just immediately vibrating at the speed of light, we love to see it. we love to fucking see it.

@drkroots

#《 ° inbox 》 we just got a letter ! i wonder who its from ?#《 ° selkie.exe 》 oh im trash just not approved trash

0 notes

runningfrom2am · 5 months

Text

leveling the playing field IX

summary: with nowhere else to go after getting caught cheating to help lucy gray, you both make some desperately stupid decisions.

pairing: coriolanus snow x fem!reader

wc: 2.6k

tags/warnings: capitol brat!reader, maybe slightly ooc coryo, idk i tried my best. do they love each other or hate each other? who knows (we do, kind of). implications and mentions of abuse, so read with caution!! also a little bit of swearing but that's neither here nor there

masterlists // nav // requests

join my taglist here

a/n: here we are!! 'season' two!! thanks so much for reading it and I'm SO so glad lots of people seem to love it :) if you do, please reblog it or leave your thoughts in the replies or in my inbox! i love hearing from you and talking about it so don't be a stranger !

without further adieu,, enter buzzcut coryo <3

next part

Coriolanus's stomach twisted as he could hear your screams from the hall, even though by then he was all the way on the other side of the school. He thought that was unsettling, only for them to abruptly stop just before he left. The silence that followed was so much worse. He didn't get any sleep, sitting on the roof in Grandma'ams rose garden with Tigris all night, wondering if you were dead.

He was just sick about it, even as he left the following morning, so early that the sun was yet to rise. It was a long, painful ride, and he spent the entire thing certain that you were dead. It was his fault, he had only wanted you to come with him, so he wouldn't be alone, but now he truly is alone and he won't even have you to write to back home. Regardless, he would try.

Rather than sit with the idea that it might even be pointless for him to live another day, especially with this unflattering haircut and a uniform that challenged the discomfort of the academy one, he decided to write to you on a paper he had found bunched between the train seats to ease his mind.

Y/N/N,

I hope you're reading this. I hope this gets back to you at home and finds you safe and sound, and you're sitting over your desk with a textbook open getting ready for university in the fall. That's not what's happening though, is it? You're probably dead. I probably killed you. If you are reading this in your room, or your library, or over my shoulder as I write this because you are only alive in what's left of your spirit, I hope you know that I am sorry. I did it because I wanted you with me, because in the moment I was so sure you'd be better off with me in the districts than you would be at home with your father. I think I was wrong. But I still miss you. You meant more to me than I ever told you. I guess, more than I ever told myself either until these last few weeks.

I think I heard them kill you after I left you with the Dean. If they did, boy, did you go out fighting. I always knew you would. I can't stop writing in case I never get to speak to you again. But again, maybe you're not dead, right?

Please tell me you're not dead.

Yours,

Always yours, your Coryo

He smoothes out the wrinkled sheet as he writes, hand shaking through most of it. He doesn't know if he should even bother sending it, or if he should just fold it up and throw it out the window in hopes that the message will find its way to your ghost. No, he has to send it. Otherwise he'll definitely never know, at least not for twenty years, and he couldn't bear that.

The wind hits the trees into the windows of the train as it rolls along the tracks, demanding that the branches be heard against the glass. It reminds him of you. Then again, what doesn't these days? Maybe it was just you letting him know you had read his letter, and that you forgive him. That would give him a semblance of peace for the rest of the ride.

When you woke up, it was impossible to tell what time it was. You only knew that it was dark, and your bedroom door was locked from the outside when you got up and carefully tried to open it only to be blocked by the mechanism.

"I have half the mind to agree with you on the Avox thing." You hear your dad sigh, his voice echoing from his study just down the hall. Your eyes widen and you try the knob again. Yep, still locked. "But we could always send her to Nine or Ten as a nurse. She's not staying here, that's certain."

"I don't want to push your decision, here, but she was saying she would tell everyone. She knows more than we thought, more details." Highbottom was here too, great.

"No, that's impossible. What did she say?"

"She knows we're selling, likely that you're storing it all here somewhere, and she knows it's enough to be treason. I don't know what else she knows, but it's risky business ever letting her out of that room again. The procedure might be our best option, here." You've heard enough, quickly making for your window instead. It's locked as well, but draping your old uniform over the lever gives you enough freedom to crush it with a particularly heavy, hardcover textbook without making much noise.

You change quickly, grabbing a few essentials that you could fit into your book bag, then climb out the window and slide down the back porch column before making as quiet of an escape as possible. Adrenaline carried you a few blocks away, but now, you were unsure what to do. You couldn't return, and you couldn't be seen, and you had a tragic shortage of friends at the moment. You find your feet carrying you toward the building you know Coriolanus lives in.

You're not particularly excited to see him, but with no other options, you're sure you can find it in yourself to be forgiving just this once. You could go to Sejanus's family home, but it's not far enough away, and you're not sure what his father would say. He'd probably call your dad in a second and it would all be for naught- you couldn't risk it. So, Coryo's it was.

You enter the building, walking straight for the elevator. He was in the penthouse, so you just have to hit the very top button and figure it out from there. You've never been to his home before, but he's talked about it plenty. Enough that you could find your way there, at least.

You groan when you quickly realize the elevator doesn't work, looking over at the stairs. It's a tall building, so you've got a long way to go. You wonder how he does this every day as you climb up set after set of stairs, taking note of how the walls are basically crumbling around you.

You knew he didn't have money, that he couldn't eat, but you didn't think he lived like this. No wonder he was so thin, and no wonder he still had any muscle left on his body. It was these damn stairs. That couldn't be it though, that wouldn't explain how his shoulders just seemed to go on for miles- maybe he had some kind of workout routine you never knew about.

You're drawn from your thoughts when you reach the top of the last staircase, hesitating to open the industrial looking door in front of you. Just beyond that was the front door to the Snow penthouse, and now that you're here, you're not sure what to do. Do you knock? You don't even know what time it is.

You sit by the door, deciding to think it over for a bit. It doesn't take you long to fall asleep leaning up against the wall where it meets the dusty floor.

Waking up, you're met with a gasp. "Y/N?" You blink open your eyes, seeing Tigris crouched in front of you, forehead creased with worry. "Are you okay? What are you doing here?"

"Tigris, hello." You mumble, gathering yourself to stand up as she helps you. "I, uh, I didn't know where to go, so..."

"Okay, okay. Come in for a second." She nods, holding your shoulder as she guides you back into the apartment. You squint at the sunrise through the large bay windows, she must have been on her way to work. "Can I get you anything? Some tea? You must be freezing..." She says, immediately shuffling into the kitchen.

"No, no. It's fine. Thank you, though." You insist, trying not to stare at the state the apartment has fallen into.

"Okay, well, please, take a seat. Tell me what's going on."

You nod slightly and move to sit down at their dining table where she joins you, reaching out for your hand which you gratefully take. "Did Coriolanus leave already?" You ask and she nods, giving you a sad smile.

"I must admit, I'm relieved to see you." She says, taking you by surprise. "Coryo thought you were dead. He was just so torn up about it, he said it was his fault but he wouldn't tell me why. I was expecting to see your passing in the papers this morning."

"Well, my days are numbered." You sigh, looking out the window again. The view was stunning. Maybe you would prefer a penthouse to your own large, empty feeling home. "My father and Dean Highbottom were discussing turning me into an Avox as a pity punishment, and I don't doubt that my father would rather bury me than have that on his name. I didn't stick around to hear their decision."

Tigris listens intently, squeezing your cold hands between her own. "And now, I don't know what to do. I had nowhere to go, I'm so sorry to intrude-"

"No, my goodness, please. You are always welcome here." She assured you. "But... what will you do?"

"I have to leave." You nod to yourself. "I have to leave and I can't come back, can I?"

"One day I'm sure it will be safe for you to return." She says, notably trying to put a positive spin on it. "I'll tell you what-" She stands quickly, going over to a hall closet and pulling out a large fur coat. "Take this, it can hide you and keep you warm. Take the next train to Twelve, that's where Coryo went." She places the coat in your lap. "He'll be ecstatic to have you and see that you're well."

You nod, standing up and pulling it on in a hurry. It was a beautiful coat, you could tell it was real fur. This must have belonged to one of their mothers. "Thank you, Tigris."

"There's another train headed there in about twenty minutes, if you rush you can make it. I had to check the schedule last night for him. Don't buy a ticket, just climb in a transport car from the opposite side, not the platform." She instructs you hurriedly,

You dig in your bag as you both head for the door, pulling out a handful of money and rifling through it to give some to her. You'll need some, but she will too.

"Here, Tigris. Take this." You say as she holds the door for you, and she instantly is shaking her head.

"No, no. I couldn't." She smiles awkwardly, waving a hand at you. "You'll need it more than I do, Coryo will be sending us cheques."

You smile at her understandingly, holding it out to her again. "If not for your help, then for this lovely jacket. Please take it. I insist."

Tigris sighs, taking it from your hand before pulling you into a hug which you gladly return. "Tell him we love him, okay?"

"He knows," You say, chin resting on her shoulder. "But I will."

It was dark again when your train reached its final stop, and you were curled up under the coat trying to sleep. You scramble to get up, having to bolt from the train before anyone came to unload the car.

Unfortunately, you didn't get the privilege of having a place to stay when you arrived, so once you're out of sight of the train, the best you can do is wander.

You don't have to wander long before you hear music. You didn't realize people were happy here, so the sounds of laughter and shouting and dancing coming from inside what looked to be an abandoned building made you tilt your head at the idea. Maybe you would just sit outside, around the side of the building where you won't be seen and you can listen.

You don't even get the chance to sit before you hear the singing start. It's Lucy Gray. You mentally scold yourself for not thinking of her sooner as you stand again quickly, finding yourself quite lightheaded. You must be hungry. Maybe there will be some food inside, or maybe you can find talk to Lucy Gray and maybe she'll let you stay with her. Just until you get yourself situated here.

Clutching your new coat tightly around yourself you walk in after attempting to dust off and salvage your clothes. Your favourite skirt and shoes took quite a beating throughout the day, and you're disappointed, to say the least. Hopefully Lucy Gray has a washing machine, but you doubt it. Did these people even know what a washing machine is? By the look of everyone in the room, the answer was a definite no.

Sure enough, Lucy Gray was on stage, singing her heart out. You had never seen her smile so wide, of course, and the kids surrounding her onstage were just as talented as she was at all their instruments. You've never seen live music like this before, only classical or opera where everyone sat quietly and listened until the end. This environment was entirely new to you.

Not wanting to interrupt, you wait until Lucy Gray steps offstage and her spot is replaced with a little blonde girl who couldn't have been older than ten.

"Give it up for the amazing Lucy Gray Baird!" The girl shouts into the mic, gesturing to your friend before more music started to play. "She'll be back, she's just taking a little break, but until then, you lot are stuck listenin' to me."

This is your chance. You push through the crowd and step into the hall you saw Lucy Gray go down. "Lucy Gray?" You call out hopefully, watching your step as to not roll a heel. In hindsight, these shoes were not ideal for the journey you took, but your options were limited by a time crunch.

"Lucy Gray?" You ask again, turning a corner and peeling into a large open room. It's a few moments before your eyes land on her, and she turns to face you having heard you walk in.

"Oh my days, I thought I recognized that voice!" She smiles, opening her arms and running up to you. "Y/N, my word, what are you doin' here?" Her excitement fades quickly into concern as she drops her arms from around you.

"Long story..." You chuckle nervously, pulling at your coat again as she nods for you to continue. "We got caught, for the compact. And the snakes, somehow. Coriolanus put our handkerchiefs that you used in the tank so they wouldn't attack you, I guess. I didn't know. Then they pulled us out of class the next day, he told them it was me, so then I put up a fight and they sedated me. When I woke up I was at home and they were talking about having my tongue cut out and turning me into one of those servants but I'm sure my dad would rather have me dead. So," You sigh, trying to summarize it as quickly as possible. "I ran."

Lucy Gray shook her head, mouth agape in shock at all the information she just took in. "Okay, wait... So they were going to kill you?"

You nod.

"But that teacher of yours seemed so nice."

"Sorry?"

"Yeah, he gave me some money and escorted me into the train himself."

You scoff, shaking your head. "He's never liked either of us, but that's only because I have dirt on him. I don't know what Coryo did."

"Well," Lucy Gray sighs, rubbing your shoulders gently. "I'm glad you're here. That you're safe."

"You too." You smile. "Can I just say, too, we were so proud of you. We were so lucky to be your mentors."

"I count myself the lucky one." She grins. "Let's move on, shall we? On the up and up."

"Yes, sounds lovely." You grin at her.

"Can I get you some water? Liquor? What do you need?" She asks, turning at that and going over to a bench in the middle that had a few water bottles.

"I would love some water." You breathe out, joining her and sitting down as she hands one to you.

"Lucy Gray, could I ask you for a really big favour?" You say after taking your first sip.

"Please." She nods.

"Can I stay with you?"

taglist: @kitscutie, @annaelise, @serrendiipty, @fratboyharrysgf0201, @totallynotkaibiased, @stelleduarte, @klplynn, @secretsicanthideanymore, @bejeweledreverie, @gloryekaterina, @andrewgarfieldsbitch, @queenofspades6, @pixiepopz, @pepperonipastas, @ladybug0095, @lunamothwrites, @nhlfs, @sbrewer21, @mus-tbe-a-weasley, @splxtscreen, @unclecrunkle, @karmaswitch, @sunghoonsbakery, @coconut-dreamz, @nekee-lilac02, @ooooglymoooogly, @riddlerloveb0t, @lovedbalances, @notyourwildestdream, @snowlandson-top, @too-lit-for-fanfic, @utopiakys, @deafeningballoonnacho, @roosterschanelslut, @impeterporker, @chmpgneprblem, @cosmoetik, @http-ilysm, @lauravanderbooben20, @dry0campa, @luclue, @lokidala, @urvampgfsworld, @carolanns-world, @nan-nie, @shakespearseclipse, @iovemoonyy, @notyoursweetheart-honey, @girlalwaysathome, @gingerpixiecosplay, @xyzstar, @eatpizzasass, @slytherinholland, @chess1ca, @queenofshinigamis, @elodiebeau, @soulessjourney,

if your user has a strikethrough that means i was unable to tag you! double-check that your user is correct! I also did some googling and it says it's possible you aren't being tagged because you could be a new blog or they've flagged you as a possible bot, so try reblogging something or leaving some comments. you can do that here if you'd like ;)

fill out my form linked here to join my taglist!

#tbosas #tbosas fic #thg series #tbosas x reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #the hunger games #coriolanus x you #coriolanus snow #coriolanus x reader #coriolanus snow x reader #coryo snow #thg fanfic #thg fanfiction #thg

508 notes · View notes