#Arachne Crane

[wh0reforcoriolanussnow]

It Couple || Young!Coriolanus Snow x Capitol!reader

GIF by @youremyvioleta and divider by @firefly-graphics

Summary: just you and Coryo being the it couple at the academy 🤭

Warnings: fem!reader, idk if there’s anything else

Wc: 691

A/n: pls send thru fic requests for Tom!!!!

In the bustling halls of the Academy, you, the epitome of popularity, gracefully navigate the sea of admiring glances. You weren't particularly sure what factor of you made you so popular, maybe it was your kindness, looks, money, name? Whatever the reason may be you liked to bask in it, not in the cocky manner.

Your perfectly coordinated and confident demeanor were enough to turn any mundane day into a spectacle worth watching. Coriolanus Snow, the charming heartthrob of the academy, with his disheveled yet effortlessly handsome appearance, awaited you by your locker.

As he caught sight of you, a charming smile graced his lips, and he fell into step beside you. "Good morning, my love," Coryo said, his voice a velvet murmur that sent shivers down your spine. "Good morning, Coryo," your replied with a playful smirk, your eyes meeting his as you exchange a knowing look.

The chemistry between you was undeniable, and it added an extra layer of glamour to the 'it couple' status you both held. The title for it really came from a joke by Clemmie at the cafeteria as fellow students from younger years would shamelessly stare at you and Coryo doing such simple things, which in that case, was simply walking to your table.

From that day forward, the title flourished and spread around the academy. Instead of referring to you and Coryo in the context of you being together, they referred the two of you as the 'it couple'. It was quite undisputed, turning heads and sparking envy among your peers.

As you and Coriolanus walk side by side through the halls of the academy, whispers of admiration trail in your wake. Your relationship with Snow was the talk of the academy, maybe even the Capitol due to your high statuses. The two of you becoming a symbol of perfection, setting the standard for others to emulate.

"Snow and Y/l/n, they're practically royalty around here,' a hushed voice echoed from a cluster of students, "I wish I could be in their group for projects, It's like a ticket to instant success,' another voice chimed in.

Meanwhile, Coriolanus slid his arm around you waist, pulling you in a little closer with a smirk on his lips. "Do you see the way everyone's looking at us," he remarked, his eyes glinting with a mixture of pride and mischief.

It was undeniable that Coryo loved the attention. Even before the two of you started dating he would get attention, but now, it was different. "You just love the attention, don't you?" You teased, leaning into his touch.

He chuckled, a low, melodic sound that resonated through the hallway. "Guilty as charged. But it's even better when I get to share it with you, dove." Coryo purrs, his grip on your waist tightening as you giggle.

~

The day unfolded with the usual whirlwind of the classes, but it was during the partnered projects that your unity truly shone. In the lab, you and Coriolanus blended intellect and charm seamlessly, leaving your classmates in awe.

"How do they nail it every time," Io Jasper sighs making those around her chuckle, as they agree after seeing the elaborate model you and Coriolanus crafted. Coriolanus, known for his silver-tongued wit, had a way of making even the most tedious assignments feel like a delightful escapade.

~

Most, if not, all of the Academy's social events became your stage without you giving it much thought, and you and Coriolanus were the headline act. A grand ball celebrating the academy's founding anniversary was the the definition of lavish.

Dressed in a gorgeous dress that rivaled the stars, you walk into Heavensbee hall, your arm linked with Coriolanus. People around the entrance elicit gasps as the spotlight found the two of you.

Arachne rolls her eyes, observing the two of you with a group of friends. "How do they manage to look flawless all the time?" she comments, shaking her head. "It's nauseating." She finishes, tilting her head back to savor a sip of posca. Clemensia chuckles softly, "Well, there's a reason they're known as the 'it couple,'" she says, shrugging casually.

[remusjohnslupin]

sejanus being iconic (as usual)

[weavingshop]

tbosas characters + memes

[capric0rnie]

another tbosas edition of thg tweets- enjoy!!!!

[hrrystylesbookclub]

rereading tbosas and i KNOW that the capitol are demonic people who see the district citizens as less than human, but it’s SO clear with the reaction they have to arachne’s death (a capitol child killed by a girl brought to the capitol for the sole purpose to kill and be killed) vs orchestrating the slaughter of hundreds of innocent children. this privileged girl who died making a cruel joke was a hero, but the 230 children who have died, and the countless more who will die in the upcoming 64 years are necessary causalities for a war they didn’t fight, and on top of everything a pleasure to witness suffer.

and somehow of everybody it’s snow who sees the hypocrisy and how arachne’s death was her own fault for taunting a girl with nothing to lose for a cheap laugh, and yet her cruelty ends up being spun into heroism.

which arguable makes snow so much more demonic than the average capitol citizen- maybe even more evil than dr gaul, he sees the humanity of the district children and acknowledges that the capitol can be wrong, and yet he pushes forward anyways and continues to boost the credibility of the games for his own personal gain.

while dr gaul is cruel and probably clinically a psychopath the way she takes such pleasure in torturing animals and humans alike, snow doesn’t take the same kind of pleasure yet still consciously makes descion that will lead to more torment and spectacle of district suffering as long as it means he gets an ounce of respect from other capitol citizens

[zippiedippievippie]

“These were the very people he’d played with during childhood.”

“Oh, to be seven again, in a happy pile with his friends.”

“They’d played as babies, been at birthday parties, stood on ration lines, attended classes together.”

“The day had cemented the mentor bond in a brand-new way. They were members of a special club that would dwindle down to one but always define them all.”

- The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes

[captainremmington-13]

A Lady Made of Snow Masterlist

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐑𝐢𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐬

Prologue

Cold (one-shot)

All The Rumors are True (or are they?) (one-shot)

A Night on the Town (one-shot)

New Year, Same Problems (one-shot)

Chapter 1: The Reaping

Chapter 2: First Blood

Chapter 3: Dropping Like Flies

Chapter 4: Death and Destruction

Chapter 5: Let the Games Begin

Chapter 6: The Victor’s Defeat

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐄𝐧𝐝

Chapter 7: Reincarnation

Chapter 8: Chills

Chapter 9: The Calm Before the Snowstorm

Chapter 10: The Rise of a King

Chapter 11: The Fall of a Queen

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐈𝐈 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐞𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠

Chapter 12: Out With the Old

Chapter 13: In With The New

Chapter 14: Erasure

Chapter 15: Blossoming “Love”

Chapter 16: Unraveling

Chapter 17: Power Struggle

Chapter 18: The Chase

Chapter 19: Fixed

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐈𝐕 - 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐛

Chapter 20: Bound

Chapter 21: Rising

[ladyantiheroine]

*watching Lucy Gray during the Reaping* Arachne: “Ugh, she’s mentally ill.”

Coriolanus: top me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me top me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me me top me top me top me top me top me—

[felixravinstills]

i think the tragedy of coriolanus snow is he figures out that the capitol doesn't care about him and could discard him at any moment, and instead of deciding that he needs to destroy that system, he decides that he needs to control it. he needs to work within it and have it do his bidding while he's at the top.

this thought brought to you by how i often think about arachne's family being uncomfortable at her funeral (i've already talked about this, but i'm doing it again). they're making her procession out to be an honor, but to the capitol, her death is as much a spectacle as brandy's corpse. it's being used to sell a point. like obviously, arachne lives a much more privileged life than brandy and all of the other tributes, but the capitol is taking this moment to dehumanize her too: dehumanization through glorification juxtaposed with dehumanization through degradation. (i also think about the ring's funeral but the reader spends more time at arachne's)

anyway, i have been watching a show... can you guess which one?

[mockingjaysnakes]

ETYMOLOGY | The mentors, part 1.

[bookofbonbon]

I really love you keep him there/christmas kiss! you mention that it’s common theme amongst polite capitol society children to have known each other their entire lives, did this also include sejanus when he arrived in the capitol? and was she friends with him? 🥺

you'll never belong - coriolanus snow.

Pairings/Characters: Coriolanus Snow x Reader. Sejanus Plinth. Arachne Crane.

Word Count: 1.1k+.

Apart of: You Keep Him There. Christmas Kiss - however, these can absolutely all be read as stand alones.

A/N: I know this wasn't a request but, it does answer your question and it's an opportunity to introduce one of the reasons why she doesn't 'like' Coriolanus. Also, military family = her mother's side; blizzards = father's side (murdoch is paternal grandfather).

Heavensbee Hall buzzes with excitement, every available standing and sitting space filled with Academy faculty, graduates and their parents, bar yours - not that it mattered to you. For the last ten years, July 4th has been a high priority and exceptionally busy day for your family with your parents always personally overseeing the network’s airing of the Reaping for each District - not even your graduation could take priority over that. Not that you’d expect it to either, you had barely scraped a pass; it was with the help of one person that you were graduating at all, one person you were currently looking for and had finally spotted in the corner with his parents. 

You quickly tell your grandparents, “I’ll be back.” 

But before you can step away from them, you’re immediately stopped by them - the pair acting as eyes and ears for your parents. You didn’t blame your parents for the precaution and if it had been up to you, you wouldn’t have been here at all but, instead with them. Unfortunately for you however, they had asserted that you were to attend your graduation and remain present for the entire ceremony - no exceptions. They’d even gone so far as to inform your Aunt to keep an eye out for you since she’d be present as a guest of honour. 

“Where are you going?” your grandfather asks gruffly. 

You nod towards Sejanus Plinth and show him the medium-sized gift box in your hand.

“I need to give this to him.”

There’s a look of disdain mixed with suspicion in his eyes as he looks to where you nod, at the Plinth’s, then back at you until finally he relents but, not without a warning to remain in his sight. 

You want to roll your eyes, your mother knew what she was doing when she sicked her military parents on you. 

Weaving through several bodies to get to him, you catch bits and pieces of conversations here and there. Only one catches your attention however, involving your three elite cohort - the topic bringing you to a halt. 

“... I don’t like him, Arachne. I tolerate him. He’s district.”

“No need to guess who the three of you are talking about,” you interrupt Coriolanus, Arachne and Festus. 

“Well, well, well,” Arachne drawls with her nasally voice. “So nice of you to actually show but, shouldn’t you be in the Academy Rouge? You certainly didn’t place in the top 24.”

“You know it’s funny you mention that, Arachne, because Murdoch actually offered to buy me your place in the top 24 but, out of the kindness of my heart, I told my grandfather, no.”

Thick tension fills the air, Arachne’s red painted lips dropping into a scowl, furthermore when you lean in close and remind her of her place. 

“Never forget, Arachne - truth doesn’t matter, only perception and I control the narrative, always,” you smile, saccharine. “Not you.” 

You want to roll your eyes at the stubborn look of hidden terror on her face. As if you’d actually do anything to the detriment of any of them - Murdoch had successfully hammered unwavering allegiance to this little group here - The Old Guard of the Elite - into you but, still... they could use a little reminding every now and then of their place. 

Stifled laughter from both boys breaks the tension and you divert your attention to them, specifically Coriolanus; your eyes immediately finding the red rose pinned to his waistcoat, the smallest of thorns still present on its stalk.

“A rose,” you touch the stalk gently. “So, very fitting of you. Beautiful to look at but harmful if you touch.”

You allow the thorn to prick your finger, a little bulb of blood blossoming on the tip. You hold your finger up to show him.

“A shame that not everyone knows this,” you tell him disdainfully.

Recognition flashes in his eye, you’re talking about Sejanus - you excuse yourself from the group, carrying onto your final destination who was already headed your way but not to you.

“Hey,” Sejanus greets you with a small smile when you plant yourself in his path. 

You bypass the greetings, “where are you going?”

You already know where he’s going and you’re not surprised when he tells you - to Coriolanus - but, you asked as a courtesy.

“Why?”

“There’s something I need to tell him before the ceremony starts.” 

“There’s no need to talk in code, I already know about the Plinth Prize or should I say lack thereof.”

Sejanus looks at you puzzled but, before he can ask how you know, you provide him with the answer. 

“You all seem to forget who my Aunt is, she’s the one who told me.” 

Recognition becomes Sejanus and he nods in understanding. 

“Hey, listen.” You step closer to him. “You should really stop hanging out with Coriolanus.”

“And why is that?”

“He’s not your friend.”

This makes him laugh, “oh and you are?”

“Compared to him? Absolutely I am. Sejanus, you could have all the money in the world and it will never make them- him like you.”

Sejanus bristles at your words, becoming defensive - you don’t mean to hurt him but, you do. 

“Thank you for pointing out the obvious,” he tells you bitterly. “As if I needed another reminder that I’ll never belong here.” 

You roll your eyes, “I’m not trying to remind you that you don’t belong here, I’m trying to tell you that they don’t care about you. Coriolanus Snow does not care about you.” 

“And how exactly would you know that when you only care about yourself?” he snaps at you. "He has been the only person who has ever been my fri-"

“Well then you are as stupid as you are willful, Sejanus Plinth because Coriolanus Snow only cares about Coriolanus Snow,” you cut him off.

Irritation seeps into your voice because what he said wasn’t true about Coriolanus or about you.

You were fiercely protective of those you care for and love - your military grandfather said it would be your downfall - and right now, despite your unwavering allegiance to the Old Guard, you were stupidly trying to protect him. 

“He’s going to get you into trouble or worse- but you know what? What do I care, right? So, whatever- here.” you shove the box into his hand. “My thanks for your help.” 

You don’t give him time to process, swiftly turning and walking away once you feel his hands take hold of the medium-sized gift box - baked goods from District 2. 

That would be the last conversation you’d had with Sejanus Plinth before he was hanged for treason in District 12 only two months later. 

You’d hardly known him and yet you cared for him; his death still hurt.

The truth of Sejanus's death would find you eventually, haunting your relationship with Coriolanus; unable to completely trust him.

-

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[malice-kingdom]

Sejanus angst ✨

———

This was a request by @sejanusxfan

I apologize that I took liberties with the prompt. Hope you like it anyway :)

[things-stronger-than-fear]

tbosas is like, the hunger games show humanity undressed.

and this is humanity undressed: tragic and messy and cruel. it is gaul's sadism and arachne's taunting and highbottom's insistence on blaming a child for his father's sins. it is coral's ruthlessness and lucy gray's cheating and coriolanus' rage-fueled murder of bobbin.

but this, too, is humanity undressed: relentlessly compassionate even in the face of personal risk. it is jessup protecting lucy gray from the bats. lucy gray sharing food with jessup and even coryo. coryo covering arachne's body with his own. lucy gray searching out jessup and dragging him to safety instead of running away. lamina mercy-killing marcus. sejanus sneaking into the arena to do rites for marcus. lyssie sending in the water to save lucy gray and mercy-kill her own tribute. lucy gray sitting out in the open with jessup, even after he tried to kill her, comforting him and closing his eyes. reaper going out in the open to collect the tributes' bodies and tearing down the flag to cover them. coryo ripping his stitches to cheat for (save) lucy gray, even after highbottom's told him he'll never get the prize, even though the snakes were meant to leave no survivors and no victor (and lucy gray'd already won the popularity contest). the audience defying the capitol and gaul, chanting "get her out".

so, tbosas says --

this is humanity undressed: people can be good. even faced with the terror of becoming prey, people can be good. there's a natural goodness born into all of us, and we can all fight to keep it, even faced with The Horrors.

[katnissandpeetamellark]

Ya know I just headcanon the people of the Capitol to be on the shorter side

I’m from an area where everyone’s just tall (women are like 5’8-5’11 generally, men like 5’11-6’8 or taller— not everyone is 6’8 btw just enough where it’s like ???)

So it would be even funnier to me if Coriolanus was just short and Sejanus being just tall pissed him off even if no else is remotely as tall as Sejanus. He’s over here like “I should be that tall” but it’s just not the truth 😭

[darlingsnow0]

nobody can escape the bows

[londonsvenus]

Something about Arachne Crane’s funeral and the treatment of her body vs the tributes and the Capitol deciding who gets their humanity recognised by having a dignified burial.

Something about Sejanus Plinth rebelling by breaking into the arena to honour Marcus in death because he recognises his humanity and the importance of giving him proper burial rights because if he can’t save him at least he can do this.

Something about Reaper Ash treating the bodies of the fallen tributes, his supposed enemies, with such care and hiding them from the view of the Capitol and doing so on TV, publicly declaring that the tributes were people who deserve human dignity.

Something about Katniss and Rue all those years later.

Something about how the treatment of the dead is a way of confirming who’s lives matter, and how care for the dead becomes an act of rebellion because it is a way of recognising the tribute’s humanity.