#Snake Surprise

[crustaceansingles]

sproing

[cr0g-0]

Smogs i beg make some g!tommy art

Your art anon

I took so long to answer these asks I am so sorrryyyyyy anyway I know many want snake surprise content and I was like-what if i did some in 40 minutes right?

so I did.

I have redesigned SnakeSurprise!Tommy cause he needed help

click for quality holy shit look what they did to my boys tumblr quality-

anyway hope you enjoy 40 minute art

[myfairkatiecat]

I feel like Lucy Gray’s fashion sense had an influence on the Capitol. It’s mentioned in the book that she’s wearing makeup, which is notable to Coriolanus and he wonders where she got it from since it was barely becoming accessible again in the Capitol. In the movie one of his classmates mocks what she is wearing, asking if she thinks she’s a clown. It isn’t common to dress like her, but she owns her own style and the Capitol LOVES her. Coriolanus, as he tries to get sponsors for her, makes the case that since she is Covey perhaps she isn’t really district at all, in fact she’s really more Capitol than anything… and perhaps it rubbed off. Perhaps her sense of extra-ness, her fun makeup even at the reaping, her colorful dress at a dark occasion….perhaps that’s one part of her legacy that never truly goes away, even when the name of Lucy Gray Baird is erased from the memories of the people of Panem.

[charlunday]

Coriolanus and his firstborn son, heir to the Snow fortune. 🌹

part 1 here

commissions open!

[smoosie]

The South Downs Cottage - part 2

[aghw18]

A compilation of kuro-related art requests while i was gone

[mr-nauseam]

I love how Coriolanus Snow has all the issues. He hates his father. He would probably fight him in the parking lot but at the same time he wants to be him and make him proud. He loves his mother. So much so that he falls in love with the first girl who reminds him of her while seeking approval from a sadistic older woman all the time. He is truly an icon of issues

[ebsmind]

17+ minors dni!

jealous!coriolanus who spots you across the ballroom with him. sejanus plinth made coriolanus' blood boil like no other and seeing his lover with his arch-nemesis was not what he wanted to see tonight. yet, here you are and you were on a mission. thankfully, it was going according to plan.

jealous!coriolanus tries to keep his composure down to a minimum, he bites the inside of his cheek to the point where he draws blood. he hates how you make it so hard for him. it’s like you know what you’re doing, and in this case you are. he knows that you know where sejanus and him stand so why would you do such an idiotic thing. coriolanus knew you did stupid things, but not this stupid.

jealous!coriolanus who prances his way towards you. he has to tell himself to not make a scene even though he so badly wants to wrap his hands around the young plinth's neck. he wanted to see the life drain from his eyes but that would be saved for another day. coriolanus barely acknowledges sejanus once he reaches you. it makes you smile. coriolanus places a hand on your lower back and whispers in your ear, "I think it's time we leave, don't you think?" before you can mutter an answer coriolanus leads you down an empty hallway.

jealous!coriolanus who pounces on you the minute he finds an empty closet. its far enough inside the manor to where no one will find you guys. he was smart with picking a place, no one to hear and no one to see. he has a hand gripping your hair while his tongue fights it’s way into your mouth. the other is hiking up your leg to his waist. you’re lost in the euphoric atmosphere to know what happens next but it just feels so good. he takes you in that small closet with no shame. your dress is hiked up at ur waist, hair in knots, and lipstick smeared all over your lips and all that coriolanus can make you say is his name.

[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

[fictionadventurer]

The way that Coryo makes my stomach heave so many times in the first chapter alone.

The way that his Reaping Day experience involves his cousin working herself to the bone for him while Katniss spent hers providing for her family and sacrificing for her sister.

The way he thinks of his ill grandmother mostly as an embarrassment and spends more time worrying about how she affects their image than about her well-being.

The way he's literally starving and still obsesses over image and prestige and social position so that living in a crumbling penthouse is seen as preferable to a (gasp) lower-class existence.

The way every single social interaction is transactional and is calculated to maintain or improve his status.

The way he hears that Sejanus has to mentor a former friend and his only response is to sneer that Sejanus still thinks of himself as District.

The way that the first chapter of The Hunger Games ends with the announcement of Prim's name and the first chapter here ends with, "The District 12 girl belongs to Coriolanus Snow."

[grelleswife]

Very normal about the fact that Jumbo’s love for good literature is the reason Snake’s snakes are all named after famous authors.

[cr0g-0]

>:) Here it is fellas

Takes place directly after Scaly Friend(?)

Snake surprise part 5! No art to go along with this one but well-you got snake surprise art a few days ago so its overall fine!

Warning! This fic technically contains Hard Vore! Hard Vore is defined as sorta like the tiny is hurt or is getting hurt by the giant doing the nomming! It’s very brief but is important for the story going forward. I wasn’t sure how to properly explain all this. No vore happens

Without anymore delay! The fifth part of Snake Surprise!

Tw-Dehumanization, Blood, Mentions of Vore

Wc-1908 words

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Foolish Fangs (Abandoned Families)

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Wilbur was comfortable. His sleep had been wonderful compared to the past few nights. He was honestly kinda surprised he felt so comfortable, what with being in a cold cave and an even colder ‘cage’(Even the word cage didn't fit for it. The cage was so poorly manufactured Wilbur thought he would laugh if he wasn't so terrified for his and Techno’s lives-)

He quietly yawned, stretching a little as he began to open up his eyes, readjusting to the light when he was met with two bright blue, threatening eyes that bore into his soul.

“Hi.”

Wilbur screamed.

The naga’s face faltered ever so slightly and he frowned, letting out a mix of a sigh and annoyed hiss.

“Oi what’s that screaming about huh? I was just saying hi to you. You’re even more rude than Techno…” Tommy huffed, a small, hidden amount of bitterness lingering in his voice but he could barely pick up on it.

Wilbur was still currently attempting to stop his pounding heart while he stared at Tommy’s face. Right-he was snuggled up with the naga after last night…

“Well I—”

“Well…?” The naga tightened his coils around the human who let out a small wince before quickly refocusing.

“Y-You surprised me a little that I'm all-waking up and see such a giant face is-is unnerving.” Wilbur admittedly awkwardly, really hoping they would accept the answer without much resistance though he was sure he would get a little.

The naga blinked a few times before making an oh face. Tommy’s face grew as red as his scales as the naga grew embarrassed, feeling a little bad. “Sorry-I was excited! Today is a big day after all!”

“A-A big…day? What’s that supposed to mean?”

Tommy chuckled, as if he thought the brunet should already know the answer. He shook his head, rolling his eyes. “I’ll tell you after I get Techno. It involves him as well-!”

Was it just Wilbur or was Tommy just a little too excited about doing whatever they were doing today…?

Suddenly a hand grabbed him, scooping him into a tight grip that he initially squirmed around in before quickly just going limp. There was no point in fighting if he ran the risk of getting hurt.

The blond began to slither back to the other side of the cave before pausing. The lack of movement was a dead give away something wasn’t right and he was fearful of the results. Primes what if Techno was dead-or hurt or just in a coma for some reason-

“Hey where did he go? Techno?!”

The teen called out and Wilbur felt a lingering dread as he looked at the cage and his eyes went wide. His heart fluttered before skipping a beat.

It looked like…like the cage was broken into…

Or out of.

The idea hit him full force. Nothing would have come in here with Tommy, even if the kid was sleeping but it was the fact that the stick bars looked to have been taken off when any large enough predator would have just grabbed him from the top.

Techno had planned to leave…

But had he planned on leaving without him…?

The thought could only be entertained for a moment as he was brought back to reality by a growl, Tommy’s grip tightening around him further.

He winced, his chest feeling an ache. Oh there would definitely be bruises much later.

“Prime I knew I should have-UGHH!! I should have just marked you and dad could have marked you later-I shouldn’t have waited so long! Something must have gotten to him….sorry Wilbur.”

All the words were confusing to Wilbur but the last sentence did make sense to his mind so he decided to put up an act that could guilt Tommy into maybe letting him go.

“A-Are you apologizing because you let my brother get eaten by some monster?!”

“Well I…I didn’t think anyone would come in….it’s my fault.” The naga looked away and towards the cave floor guiltily and Wilbur smirked a little before hiding it as Tommy looked back at him.

“You should have tried harder to not let anything happen! My brother is dead because you are irresponsible!!”

Wilbur shot a venomous glare at Tommy and shockingly-the naga did look very guilty and quite upset with himself. Tommy released a sigh, seemingly extremely disheartened. Maybe the teenager would leave him alone long enough to make a break for it.

And then he felt himself being moved upward after a moment of waiting

….Wait a second why was he being raised up to the naga’s face? “Tommy?”

“Sorry I didn’t do this earlier but don’t worry Wilbur. It shouldn’t hurt a bit.”

Wilbur was getting more concerned and worried by the second as the blonds mouth remained slightly agape, the sharp fangs poking out sending shivers down his spine. He didn’t have time to focus on the fangs for very long as the mouth opened wider.

The hand he was being held in shifted its grip to be pinching Wilbur’s sides, arms uncomfortably stiff as he was held as straight as possible before Tommy, in an agonizingly slow fashion, brought him over to the bottom row of scarily sharp teeth.

His breath hitched and he began trying to squirm but Tommy only held him tighter.

“Relax….count down from 3, ok?

The voice would have been slightly comforting if it wasn’t so loud and his shoulder wasn’t resting on the sharp teeth.

“3…”

Why was Tommy even counting? Why had he asked him to relax?

“2…”

What the hell had he meant with that marking stuff earlier? Why had Tommy wanted to do it earlier? Was it supposed to protect him and Techno had his brother stayed?

“1…”

It only managed to hit him when Tommy reached one.

He had only barely formulated his thoughts when he heard a quiet ‘zero’ muttered and the sharp fang, which he had now realized was right above him, came crashing down all too fast on his shoulder and all he could do was scream at the searing hot pain that followed.

The fang was lifted and he felt tears begin to flow down his face as he gasped and tried to struggle out of the grip with one injured arm.

His heart skipped a beat as he moved over a little and he strained his neck to see the other sharp, unstained fang glistening above him and the brunet's blood ran cold. “To-Tommy s-top pl-ease don-don’t-“

Before he could even finish speaking the fang came crashing down, stabbing into his other shoulder and he felt another scream tear its way out of his throat.

Tears flowed down his face and he closed his eyes tight, trying to brace himself for more.

Then he was being lick and everything was just too much. He started to sob and flail despite the pain in his shoulders.

“Shhh Wilbur you did great your ok now! I’m proud of you, you didn’t react badly at all!” The naga’s praise would be nice.

It wasn’t though because Wilbur was still being treated like a possession not a person.

After a few more licks that felt agonizingly slow to Wilbur, he was lowered away from the mouth and set down in the broken cage.

He made sure he was on the opposite side before he shouted.

“What t-he hell Tommy?! The-What the FUCK was that!?”

Tommy just smiled. Smiled his toothy two fanged grin and Wilbur felt shivers go down his spine at the sight of the blood stained fangs.

He wanted to sleep and wake up in his own home because everything hurt. His everywhere was in pain and he wanted to feel safe.

“Hellooooo? Willlll are you listening to me I was answering your question.”

Wilbur snapped his focus to Tommy and slowly shook his head. “N-No can you just repeat it?”

The naga sighed like it was a huge effort. “Yessssss. I was saying that I was marking you! It makes sure nothing bigger tries to take you from me!…and if they try then they’ll-“ The loud laughter from Tommy made Wilbur’s blood run as cold as the nagas. “Well they won’t be around much longer!”

Wilbur hugged his chest tight. He had to go. It wasn't safe here at all….and was also probably bad for his mental health.

“Doesss that ansswer your quesssstion?” The blonde dragged out each ‘s’ and Wilbur tried to just stabilize his nerves.

“Ye-Yeah! Can you just uh-Can you get me something to act as bandages? I don’t want my…mark…to get infected.”

“Oh that won’t be necessary! Your mark may mean no one’ll try to mess with you but I want you close after Techno got taken!”

The naga scooped Wilbur up again much to his displeasure and he grabbed at the teenagers fingers to avoid stumbling.

“You’re gonna spend a loooooot of time in my storage from now on. No one’ll hurt you there!”

Tommy opened his mouth wide and began to bring his hands up to his mouth and Wilbur screamed. He just screamed and tried to get away from the ginormous mouth.

“T-Tommy! Tommy please please! Just-Just set me on a ledge please!!”

The naga paused, Wilbur only a few inches away from his tongue. With a huff that ruffled Wilbur’s hair, he closed his mouth.

“Wilbyyyyy I want to keep you close and safe! You might fall off a ledge…”

The human frantically shook his head and smiled nervously. “I-I promise it won’t happen! Just-please?”

Tommy hummed, as if he was thinking about it before he hummed. “Ok fine. Stay-“ he lifted his hands up to a high up ledge and set the human down. “Right here. I’ll get some leaves to work as a bandage.”

The teen began to slither to the entrance and Wilbur scrambled over to watch, his heart still pounding in his chest as the adrenaline high began to come down.

“See you soon Wilby! Don’t miss me too much~!” With a flick of his tail he was gone and Wilbur just sat and stared.

He scooted away from the ledge and clutched his legs close to his chest.

The cold and smooth surface of the rock radiated all around him but it was oddly soothing when he realized it made his dull and aching body feel a pot less achy and sore.

Maybe he should rest. Rest just a little. When he woke up he would find Techno still beside him and not a scale in sight. They’d be at home with Phil.

He closed his eyes and tried to picture it and a weak smile spread across his face.

Yeah. Yeah he was just having a bad nightmare and when he woke up? He’d be with his happy family again, in the safety of the village with his brother and father.

No trace of nagas or bite marks in his shoulders. Just the sounds and legends of these things existing but not being true in the slightest.

Yeah. Tommy was nothing but a myth. A figment of Wilbur’s imagination that formed when Phil told Techno and him about the giant nagas who lived in the woods.

Who ate up and stole away children who wandered into their woods and were never seen again aside maybe a bone or two.

He drifted away with the thoughts of Phil and the stories of woods.

[colinfirth]

So it's hard, isn't it? Being a person. SOMETIMES I THINK ABOUT DYING 2023 — dir. Rachel Lambert

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

Our new Dunk and Egg!

Dexter Sol Ansell, playing Egg (the future King Aegon V Targaryen), is best known for playing the (very) young Coriolanus Snow in the opening scene for The Hunger Games: The Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes.

I think Dexter is a perfect choice for Egg! He looks very HBO-Targaryen, and IMO has a strong resemblance to Leo Ashton (young Aemond in HOTD S1), as well as Emma D'Arcy (Rhaenyra). Of course he'll be shaving his head (poor kid), and with those light eyebrows, I'm sure he will be very very egg, lol.

Our new Dunk, Peter Claffey, from Portumma, Ireland, used to be a rugby player (he's 1.96m, 6'5"), but left the sport in 2018 and got into acting. Here's a clip from his agent's site, and for more videos see here.

I personally think this clip is highly convincing of Peter's potential in this role. "We could use a man-mountain like you", indeed.

[omg-snakes]

[maythedreadwolftakeyou]

ok for real though i go so insane for the fact that Lucanis owns a pet snake. i'm a real life snake owner and soooo few characters in media have snakes... like i went through some Elaborate headcanons to justify giving Dorian a pet snake in DAI... and veilguard then just dumped a man who canonically has one straight into my lap!!!!! i was doomed from the start

kicking my feet twirling my hair imagining what types of snakes the various crows all own... it really is the standard assassin pet apparently. Viago obviously has venomous snakes that he keeps for their venom (for poisons, making antivenin, and to build his own tolerance). i don't think he'd consider them Precious Pets but i think he would enjoy that this is an animal where interactions are very clearly transactional and build to trust. like a snake will never Love you the way a pet mammal will (their brains simply do not produce/uptake oxytocin) but you can still form bonds with them and i think he would appreciate that this process happens in a very logical way you can predict. And he keeps them in absolutely PRISTINE care (his quote in Eight Little Talons about the one he picks up there is "He deserves my respect. And a good home—with all the mice he can eat”).

Lucanis on the other hand, I think would understand the snake does not love him but still be more attached to his emotionally anyway. maybe because he's used to loving people who don't actually care about his well-being 😭 But I think he'd appreciate a pet he can actually freehandle more. House Dellamorte is not known for poisons the way the de Rivas are, and they might still have an adder on hand for venom reasons but it's more likely they just borrow some of Viago's if needed... poison's just not their niche. If Lucanis was the one picking out a pet I think he would go for a non venomous or rear-fanged variety (aka, some venom but unlikely to bite a human) so he can actually hold it without being on high alert (i mean, in our world, you should never freehandle hots, but people do anyway & would in fiction too. but its a very fuck around/find out scenario). I feel like he and Illario would probably have the same type of snake since they grew up as brothers--Illario also clearly had an emotional attachment to his own pet snake since he got mad at Lucanis irl for a dream he had where Lucanis threw the snake out the window [EDIT: I misremembered this part, it was Viago's dream. Though I think I do remember an in-game reference to Illario also having a snake..?]. So i think both of them having a pet they play with/dote on a little more than is actually needed for a reptile fits really well here.

now as for specific pet snake species headcanons. We have VERY little detail in the snake lore in Dragon Age, despite Tevinter using it as a symbol of the country alongside dragons. i PRESUME there's many kinds of species around but who knows what... the only one we ever get mentioned by name* is in Eight Little Talons, where the writer refers to the snake Viago picks up there as an "adder" or a "death adder" but never anything more specific. Unclear if this is just writers thinking an adder is a specific species and not a class of snake or if there's only one type of adder in Antiva. I mean there's like 200 species of snake in North America and 100 or so in Europe and SOOOO MANY MORE in the tropics/asia (to be fair, there's only like 3 species in England and none in Ireland, but that's sad and those countries are tiny islands and exterminated wildlife/wildlands on purpose so we're not applying that to Thedas). Antiva has coastline and is warmer and I'd roughly classify it as similar to the Mediterranean in terms of climate, with colder winters farther inland and more humidity/closer to subtropical up north. Without the benefits of modern electricity they'd probably be keeping animals that can do well at ambient temperatures for the region. Treviso is on the coast of a bay (not full oceanic) and not too far south of Rivain, so I think we can guess at fairly mild winters & hot summers, probably tending towards drier but with monsoon-influenced humidity.

(*technically an earlier character in Tevinter Nights refers to a "venomous drake-adder" but he was lying about it being there, and we have no way to tell if he picked a real snake to pretend was around OR just made up a scary sounding snake name. alas.)

Now... given the Crow's general penchant for aesthetics I think both Dellamorte boys would be drawn to a dramatic looking variety, like a mexican black kingsnake or white-lipped python. sadly both of these absolutely stunning species are both a bit outside the climate preferences I specified (mbk live closer to true desert, wlp true tropical). I also am charmed by the idea that they caught the snakes themselves in the wild vs purchasing them, becuase that's such a childhood animal-lover thing to do (my grandma used to tell horrified stories of my dad/uncles bringing home "wagons full of snakes" they found playing outside). SO i think my top choices are either the European Thedosian cat snake (Telescopus fallax), which is a rear-fanged beauty with a grey and white checkerboard pattern. OR a Mediterranean Antivan Grass Snake (Natrix natrix, astreptophora, or helvetica), which has the added bonus of badass keeled scales . While the grass snakes come in many beautiful color morphs due to the aforementioned crow drama I am inclined to give them the melanistic color variant, for the beautiful dark black appearance. Although I am also happy with the greener varieties :) All of the above average a little over 3ft in length as adults, so reasonable pet sized. Some of the Natrix genus are more aquatic than others so would be fed on frogs rather than (or in addition to) mice, and I do enjoy the mental image of Lucanis & Illario going out once a week to hunt for dinner for their pampered pets, falling into ponds on whatever estates they're currently being trained at :) as a lighthearted contrast to, you know. every other aspect of being raised as a Crow.

Left to right: Telescopus fallax, melanistic Natrix natrix, and Natrix astreptophora)