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watchingwisteria · 5 months
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listen there really was just something about how in the book, snow’s 3-page descent from hesitant lover boy to deluded psychopath happens entirely in his mind. lucy gray gives him no indication whatsoever that she suspects him, that she’s going to leave or betray him. he’s just sitting quietly in the cabin waiting for her to return when that seed of calculated suspicion, which he has needed to survive the capitol, takes a hold of him and chokes the life out of any goodness left inside him. it really drives home your terror as a reader that “oh my god did he kill her? did she escape? what happened to her? why would he even think that?” in a way that when the movie had to adjust for visualization it lost some of that holy shit this guy has lost it emphasis.
#seeing some discourse and im not saying lucy grey didnt know#im saying she never dropped the kind of hints that she knew like she did in the movie#or if she did snow isnt worried about them until he very suddenly is consumed by them#snow is not concerned about whether or not she believed him. of course she did! hes snow!#but then shes gone…. for a while……#and its the sudden immediate drastic unravelling that comes across so clearly in the book#that i knew wouldn’t translate to screen yet still cant help but miss#the hunger games#coriolanus snow#tbosas#lucy gray baird#not a crime or anything just a note that i cannot stop thinking about#the ballad of songbirds and snakes#this is all from memory of reading it quite a while ago. so maybe 3 pages is an exaggeration#but i remember it happening VERY quickly and without much external cause#like we as the reader have no indication as to whether shes nearby or not.#snow has no idea either. he just SUSPECTS. and his suspicion breeds the hatred that has been bubbling inside him all this time#he hates how she undoes him. he hates that he WOULD run away with her if shed let him keep his secrets#and he HATES more than anything that she makes him WANT to tell his secrets#he wants to be vulnerable and reveal the ugly nasty parts about himself and still be loved#but he does not let himself and it is everyone’s downfall#he chooses cruelty bc it is easy and familiar and makes him feel more powerful than the vulnerable give and take that real love requires
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hauntedorpheum · 5 months
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Lucy Gray singing + Coriolanus's inner thoughts
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maysileeewrites · 5 months
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he’s sooo dark academia boyfriend!
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need him to play either Henry or Francis if they ever adapt The Secret History (which I actually hope they won’t)
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A\N: Im planning on writting for more fanbases but for now im aimed at tbosas. I accept any asks or requests if anyone is interested, or just interacting in general. Ill try to publish more stuff soon.
The Ballad of Sonngbirds and Snakes
Coriolanus Snow x reader
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prompts:
Coriolanus x district!reader (after he almost kills you in district 12, Dr gaul returns you "fixed" as a test)
modern!Coriolanus x reader (he has inherited the postion of a leader of a secret society and you are a journalist seeking a new title, poked your nose in the wrong business.)
shorts, stories, series:
Ballads never end happily and neither do we (series, based on this prompt: after he almost kills you in district 12, Dr gaul returns you "fixed" as a test)
Woven from the same thread (Coriolanus Snow hungers for control but finaly meets his match and is unable to come on top, becomes your lap dog.)
☆Backward reflection (Part 2 to Woven from the same thread, Coriolanus faces his issues and so do you, in the only ways you know. Despite everything you understand how much you need eachother,)
Sejanus Plinth x reader
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prompts:
still cooking
shorts, stories, series:
One of a kind (cute wholesome pining idiots in love, running in the rain.)
PS: this is still relatively new for me but imma try my best, hope you enjoy and dont be scread to ask or request, comment like, im happy to be your humble servant. Thank you!
dont be scared to get filthy norhing can scare me at this point
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blondephenobarbitol · 5 months
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my favourite thing in media lately is when a white boy raised by his grandma just goes fucking apeshit insane
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like I never expected meemaw to churn out psychopaths but I'll be damned if it isn't entertaining
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kukuruz · 4 months
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Here's all the fiction I read this year :)
I was super busy with work and life and had to read a lot of non-fiction for work and university, which is why I read significantly less than I usually do. But honestly, I don't really mind. This way everything I did read in my free time feels a lot more memorable.
Favourites include Under the Whispering Door, Payback's a Witch, Mexican Gothic and Dark Heir. I also re-read one of my all time favorites; The Secret History, and it held up amazingly.
Hope everyone got to enjoy some good books this year 💜💜💜
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passed-out-real · 1 year
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Alexandra Daddario Filmography Part 3
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We Have Always Lived in the Castle (2018)
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Night Hunter (2018)
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We Summon the Darkness (2019)
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Lost Transmissions (2019)
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Can You Keep a Secret? (2019)
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Why Women Kill (2019)
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Superman: Man of Tomorrow (2020)
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Lost Girls and Love Hotels (2020)
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Songbird (2020)
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The Girlfriend Experience (2021)
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purplequeen55 · 4 months
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If I had a nickle for every time I fell in love with a young fictional book guy, around the age of late teens, early twenties, who is most definitely a sociopath, with questionable morals (or no morals at all), can't feel strong emotions for people except probably that one girl he fell in love with but not exactly, his only way of dealing with problems is murder, at one point poison as well, has killed three people one of which is himself (or refered to as his old self even tho it isn't), murdered his so called "best friend" who he hates and likes at the same time, has a last name related to the cold season and snow, and dies in the end because of his own mistakes and bad decisions, I'd have two nickles, which isn't a lot but it's weird it has happened twice.
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i-only-know-fandoms · 8 months
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Since we're all talking about Suzanne Collins again now that the BoSaS movie is coming out soon, can we talk about her first book series, The Underland Chronicles? I know we all know she doesn't hold punches in THG, but holy shit, she does not hold punches! Those books literally changed me
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leer-reading-lire · 3 months
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JOMP Book Photo Challenge || January || 14 || So Many Books
The books currently on my nightstand.
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rogue-indshadows · 11 days
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Okay is it Romeo and Juliet?? Enough with the secrets guys 🤭😅. What is it tell us soon
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I really find it odd and funny that the only other people that was invited by Coryo was Lystrata(make sense) and... Festus. Did he secretly liked him and only told Coryo about it??
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Thunderbolts #122
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Been thinking about modern!Coriolanus Snow (again)
How he probably goes to some old fancy university, which his whole bloodline went to. All of the other posh children he grew up with end up there too, some exceptions (fuckups) didn't manage to do it, but that is less snobby people to have to deal with in Coriolanuses mind.
Coriolanuses great great grandfather started a sort of secret society (cult) in his youth and ever since it has been thriving in secret.
With time it's ways have grown a lot more ...socially acceptable. They do weird cultists shit like 20% of the time and the other is spent getting drunk in private gatherings and parties or blowing mommy and daddies credit cards.
Coriolanus was at the core of the secret societies this century, house of the roses, there is no official name but this one gets thrown around enough that it stuck eventually. Corio enjoyed having the control over the gatherings and all the planning, God knows he was the most capable one there except for Clementia, maybe.
He was also the best actor, best student, in the University. He walked a fine line between sucking up to lectors and any sort of authority figures without loosing his own authority and self-respect.
There was a new money kid, Sejanus Plinth, who his father had pushed into joining the secret society in order to fit in with the fellow rich kids. He wasn't exactly welcomed but his fathers findings of the gatherings sure sweetened the deal.
To Sejanuses horor he had to give a blood oath in a secret passage in the school, a place secretly built in a wall just for this.
What was the blood used for?
Well he had to drink it. Not just his own, though. Part of the acceptance ritual is that everyone gives a drop of blood into a ceremonial bowl, engraved with roses and thorns. The blood would get mixed in with warmed wine and spices and each member will get a sip, starting with the new commer. Most of the people here didn't have to go on the trial because they were accepted simply for their status, only people who had something to prove had gone through with it.
They had wanted to pull Sejanuses leg a bit too, and judging by his paling face and unmoving gaze from the red liquids, they had succeeded.
What they hadn't anticipated, however, is Sejanus running out of the room screaming that they were all animals as he stomped away. Good thing that there was no one in the University right now, right?
Wrong.
Right as Sejauns was turning a corner he almost stomped on you, a journalist major in search of a new headline for the Universities newspaper. And his wide eyes, read stained lips and the blood dripping from one of his hands from a weirdly shaped scar, was defiantly a step in the right direction.
You don't get time to ask him anything as he walks off faster than you can turn around, but the commotion from down the hall catches your attention and you hurry off.
Your footsteps echo off of the marble floor and as you actually get there all you see is a blurr of red robes and golden silverware. The only thing that sticks out before the door???wall shuts closed is a person with a white suit and blond hair.
You start to dig deeper and deeper about this secret society, asking around and looking through all the history of the school. A cultists secret society that was responsible for the murder of three from almost 60 years back catches your attention. You are dealing with something bigger than you thought.
Coriolanus is livid, he hadn't put on his robes for that evening, coming to the meeting fresh off of one of his late lectures. He didn't get to see whi was the mysterious onlooker but he was going to find out and keep their mouth shut.
Your questions about a secret society and search for knowledge are not hidden and eventually reach Coriolanus, who approaches you during one of your late night searches through the University's library.
He startles you as he looked down at where you are hunched iver a very old set of newspapers. His gaze is piercing and calm, his posture doesn't give anything. His bright red burgundy suit and pants seem to contrast nicely woth his pale skin and blond hair. Blond hair!
He smells like roses and so did the place of the meeting, even after it's closing it had left a strong fragrance of white roses and vanilla.
The recognition must be evident in your face as your facial muscles move from confuses to "hallelujah". All the warning you get is a slight crease in his brow as he presses a strongly smelling handkerchief to your nose and mouth and presses it tightly.
"Such a smart girl. Should have known not to poke your nose in places it doesnt belong."
And with that it all fades to black, his piercing blue eyes are the last thing you see.
You wake up in a room, red silk cloth binds you to a chair and you seem to be alone. You try to shake off the drowsiness but your muscles feels like lead and your mind is slow, movements sluggish. This could be the same room, but it could be somewhere else entirely, you have no clue. It's all so lavish and luxurious, in its deep reds complimented by golden chandeliers and golden engravings, there were some old paintings as well, none that you recognize.
The click-clacking of heels on the wooden floor shifts your attention back to the familiar blond figure, creeping towards you like a predator. He is in the same clothes as before, which hopefully meant that you hadn't been in this drugged out state for too long.
He looked as pristine and proper as he always did, but his gaze was unnerving intense, it made your mouth dry with nerves.
"It feels like a real waste to get rid of such a smart girl, a real loss for the academy."
He says calmly as he takes a center place infront of you, looking down at your tied form. The image pleases him.
"You will either keep your mouth shut about this or i will tell all your dirt to whatever authority figure i need to, to make sure you never manage to get into any other learning establishment."
"I dont have any dirt on me."
"Doesnt really matter what you have, it matters what i present you have. So be wise about this, little mouse. Wouldnt want to get caught in a trap by your own doing."
Fuck
He says it so clamly but he can't manage to hide the rising corners of his mouth. He was enjoying this, he liked playing with you and your life. Your whole world depended on his choices, you had no way to stop him or fight him off. Interesting.
You don't much of a choice but to agree, a bit sullen that all your research had gone to hell and that a murderous cult was going around unpunished, but you couldn't risk your education, nit right now at least.
Coriolanus looks like the cat who got the cream, smiling deviously at you. Something in the way he looked at you made alarms go off in your ears. The deranged glint in your eyes meant nothing good. For you, at least.
"I cant let the other members know that an outsider found out about us like this, it would look very bad for my image, as you understand. From now on you have been my girl for a while, but our relationship has been hidden. You will act like you are mine."
He stated simply like demanding a performance like this was simply his birth right. You look at him stunned and not even sure what to say to that. You aren't exactly in a position to argue, even if your tongue is itching to give him a piece of your mind. So you agree.
You will be this cult leaders play-pletend girlfriend so you will keep your education. On paper.
Well you found the drama you were looking for. Now all you had to do was survive.
(Wrote this at 1 am yall, the brainrot was rotting away. Hope ye like it, cuz its not proof read. Sending love and good vibes. Peace.)
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quaddmgd · 11 months
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It's an honor, Ms. President.
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isbahstudio · 3 months
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Recent Reads:
🟣 The Atlas Six
🟣 The Atlas Paradox
🟣 The Silent Patient
🟣 A Thousand Splendid Suns
🟣 If We Were Villians
🟣 The Hunger Games Trilogy
🟣 Babel
🟣 Vicious
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