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imthepunchlord · 2 months ago

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So with my thought on different yin-yang pairs that would cycle between 6/7 Miraculous, I also wanted to cover the different pairs for Felix and Marinette as I do think they are a pair that can easily use both Ladybug and Cat.

So I wanted to see if that could extend to my idea on other pairs, particularly Fox/Peafowl and Bee/Butterfly.

Which, for this, there are tweaked themes for these pairs.

Fox and Peafowl echo themes of Deception and Truth/Vision.

Bee and Butterfly echo themes of Order/Notion and Chaos/Emotion.

And a bonus, Turtle and Serpent, the neutral pair that undo wishes, and loosely echo space and time.

Initially, I'd say immediate stand out picks are Serpent!Marinette and Turtle!Felix.

As Wayzz and Koyll lightly echo space and time, you can see a bit of those themes echoed in Felix and Marinette.

Felix is a character who literally likes to have his space. He'd rather be withdrawn, in his own bubble, then have it be filled with others. He's a character that would rather open up his space on his terms, and let others in on his terms.

It's one of the big reasons Turtle is a natural, easy click, one of the archetypes I associate with turtles is being a loner, to be self-reliant, not make it through life on fellowship and trust. Felix, from what I've seen concept wise, is a loner.

Another factor is the probability is that Felix isn't a character that lives life in a rush. That he moves at his own pace and leisure. It could be a stretch and may be just my own interpretation, but it works off the fact that for the PV, one of the few things they show off about Felix is him spending time in a library, implying he likes to read and/or is quite studious. Typically those that spend their free time reading not only show off their dedication, but that they take time to enjoy/learn, and are fine chilling as they do so.

Him being a reader/scholar can also work off the themes of turtles being knowledgeable/wise, and books in media are heavily tied with intelligence.

Last detail I'll point out that matches Felix with Turtle is his defensiveness. At least PV wise, Felix who can be a mean/antagonistic character, isn't someone who goes out of their way to bully others. You have to come into his space and provoke him for him to snap back (like ignoring his clear no to romantic confessions).

Turtles are animals that can snap back and have a very nasty snap.

The thing is though, these animals aren't going to go out of their way to pick fights. They bite back when provoked, when space is invaded; otherwise, they'll leave or simply want to chill and be unnoticed and unbothered.

Of what I speculated from Felix, that's a pretty similar behavior.

And of course, I've mentioned it before, but I do think there's merit in a monochrome character getting something colorful to reflect a beneficial change in life, to gain color in life, something more lively. Turtle as a colorful Miraculous meets this quota, though I will be going over a few colors and what they can bring to Felix, as unfortunately for me, they had the black kwami have green eyes, suggesting green could be a color he could be associated with, but they also decided to do a green turtle. So I could have Cat more tied to chartreuse (to work off yellow popping up in Cat heroes) and Turtle is green, or have Cat be green and Turtle is more cyan/turquoise.

Green is a color tied to harmony, security, growth, and healing. It can have additional perks of generosity, hope, and prosperity, and negative themes of being envious, greedy, inexperienced, stagnant, and judgemental.

By the entirety of Felix, from PV to canon to fanon, there are aspects of the negative associations of green to be seen with his character, fans did have the idea of him being jealous of Adrien and canon backed it (in response to seeing Adrien having a lot of friends), PV wise he is a stagnant character that doesn't want to change, and being judgemental is a trait that just clicks with him. Green though can easily cover what he needs growth wise, to literally grow, have a sense of security which can be nice for a reluctant hero, and to learn to be generous and harmonious as a trade off to someone solitary and chaotically spiteful.

Now going off Turtle possibly being more cyan/turquoise, those colors come with calmness, clarity, communication, compassion, individuality, renewal, practicality, support, healing, enlightenment, peace, empathy, and stability. Negatively, they come with secrecy, narcissism, stress, and anxiety.

This is one of those where a lot clicks, but offers a lot growth wise, especially empathy and compassion. And can doubly work off what Turtle should factor in for users, not just providing self defending, but extending protection to others.

Now on the topic of kwami, I do see Felix and Wayzz getting along well. One of the things that stands out to me about Wayzz is him being adaptable. He's able to pick up on his human's personality and quirks, and he's able to adjust and take in what they're interested in, what they like, and how to work off of them. Which how, despite being with Nino for a very limited time, he's able to integrate himself into Nino's interests, greeting him as Nino likes.

As Felix (PV) is a character that was very reluctant to be a hero and have heroic responsibilities placed upon him, Wayzz would make that much easier, getting a quick idea on how to work off Felix and reason with him. Wayzz would validate Felix needing to self protect, to prioritize himself, but also ease things out to others. Secure stability to others, that they have rights to a safe space as well.

Now for Marinette and Serpent, this wound up to be another nice color coded pair with extra little themes to work off.

When I was doing Koyll's design, pink was one of the colors that stood out to me, and being made a counter to Wayzz and a sister of Sass, yeah it was an easy pick to contrast both of them. And her being a pink kwami with black details and blue eyes, it's very easy to work off Marinette's primary colors (only thing missing is white). What's the extra icing on this cake is the factor that Marinette is associated with plants, not just from the iconic blossom design she does, but also from her balcony garden, and in a few different mythology, there are serpents and dragons wrapped around the base of trees or associated with trees (Laden, Nidhogg, and Mucalinda). And Marinette's signature flower is a Chinese plum blossom, which comes from a tree.

With Koyll working off Ouroboros and time, Marinette can work off the concept of time very well.

Time is always in motion and never stops. Marinette is a character I perceive to be incredibly productive, a true busy body, always likes to be doing something, always compelled to meddle, just always be doing something. I really don't know if she truly knows how to stop and relax. Time is also something that extends and effects everyone, and that can work off Marinette being very sociable, and involving herself with everyone.

As for Marinette's potential ties to serpents and snakes, the biggest one to stand out is duality and healing.

Snakes/serpents have long been a dual symbol, a fine balance of themes, from life and death, creation and destruction, benevolence and malevolence.

Ouroboros even echoes yin-yang as it cycles between creation and destruction, life and death, endless renewal. And to add to it, alchemy itself has two dragons/serpents that circle each other, who are stated to be black and white.

With these themes of duality, that naturally works off Marinette and how she is. Between the two official leads, Marinette is the one that better reflects yin-yang and the concept of duality. Marinette works off her head and her heart. She can be the leader and the follower. She can take action but will also be the nurturer. She can be clear and open but also secretive and elusive. She can be chaotic and all the place, but also work off structure and have her own order to work off of.

And, ultimately, the biggest show of this is her being able to use both Ladybug and Cat with no issues with either.

And for healing, Marinette naturally is a provider, always stepping up to assist. And plays the vital role of healer in the field.

As for Marinette getting a pink kwami, what can be gained is her learning calm and tranquility.

And working off Koyll, I don't have her all down yet as a character, though she's more coy and fast acting to contrast cautious Wayzz (and the go with the flow Sass), so she'd click with Marinette being quick to respond, but push to be more open on possibilities, not everything has to go as Marinette wants them to, and she can't be as controlling as she would like. Also probably challenge Marinette being more tolerable, as to counter Sass more, Koyll is more willing to "bite" back if something rubs her wrong.

Now, on the reverse, I can think of some merits to work off of.

Turtle can naturally work off Marinette's nature to provide and assist, secure safety and stability. Marinette herself can also be a risky taker. Usually it's calculated risk where she likes her chances of coming out.

But not always.

Canon's initial test was the riskiest test we've seen, and despite the lethal risk, she ran out to help Fu. And for this small moment, it's says a lot about her character. For at canon, she's at her lowest point, low self esteem, no confidence, and no hope for a good year. And despite that, she saw someone in trouble and rushed out to help them.

It was such an iconic moment that even the movie kept it in and expands upon it.

You even see a moment of her putting herself between him and the car, ready to take the hit before he does. This not only proves her as a hero, but confirms her as a protector. And you know, side note, I do prefer movie's take on this over the show, not just expanded detail, but the factor that movie wise, this incident is an accident vs show's Fu intentionally putting her in danger of getting hit by a car.

So, not only does Turtle work off her nature, but it also works off providing self-defense, to prioritize herself when she doesn't.

Wayzz would also be a good kwami to work off of her, having the appeal of being calm and reasonable, so when she starts to spiral and could get emotional/reckless, he can ground her.

Lastly, she does need to learn to withdraw more. She has a tendency to over involve herself, solve problems that aren't her own and shoulder too much (which can work off the World Turtle).

She does need to learn to ease back, that she's stretching herself out too much. And this being an animal known to withdraw into itself, could be helpful.

Now Felix with Serpent I can also see merits to.

Right off the bat, he does click with the more negative associations to serpents/snakes, being distant and aloof, vindictive, deceptive, and being a risk that will strike out.

But this can set up Felix growing to work off the more positives of serpents, from the creativity, to the guardianship, to the healing. Felix for sure is set up to learn to be a guardian, a hero who protects others, and to learn to be a healer and provider.

Felix getting a pink kwami can work off him needing to learn to be a more loving person.

And Felix with Koyll, I can't fully say yet, but she can definitely push for him to act instead of staying out of trouble, and to be open to possibilities and to roll with the chaos. Don't close himself to the world. Could even play into the theme of Ouroboros, needing to self-destroy to begin anew, especially as he starts antagonistic, and is set up to grow and redeem himself, and Ouroboros is a good theme for a redemption. It makes Serpent a pretty iconic animal for Felix to have on his path to improvement, how his nature and who he is will be challenged as he walks forward, and how he will change.

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slaymitchabernathy · 7 months ago

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Mr. Peacekeeper

“President Coriolanus Snow, I salute you,” he whispers to himself while looking in the mirror.

Coriolanus looks extremely sharp and put together in his opinion. With his perfectly tailored suit, his golden curls slicked back, but not too slicked back, and his shiny black leather shoes.

He remembers a time when he’d sit on the edge of his tiny bunk bed, shining his black Peacekeeper boots. It’s all in the past now. All of it.

“Coriolanus?”

Well, not all of it.

He turns and finds Soarynn standing in the doorway of the bedroom, holding her dress up to her chest as if it might fall at any moment. “Yes?” She takes a cautious step into the room before turning around, exposing her bare back along with the dress that hasn’t been laced up yet. That explains why she’s holding onto it for dear life.

He can’t stop the grin from forming on his lips, “Could you string me up?” She asks, casting him a glance from over her shoulder. He nods and walks over to her, his fingers grabbing the strings that will give Soarynn the perfect figure as the dress clings to her shape. He can’t help but stare at the plethora of scars on her back. Some are from cigarettes, from men who liked to put them out on her bare skin. Others are from long nails that hadn’t been cut in a long time.

He tries to forget that time in her life, when she slept with lowlife men for a few sad coins.

He tries to remind himself that she was trying to survive, to provide for her family and make a living but heaven knows it can be hard for him.

It’s been hard for her too. Learning a new way of life here in the Capitol has been…an adjustment for Soarynn so to speak. At first, she’d been in awe of the city and its wonders. The food, the fashion, and of course, the culture. It was all so different from the Districts.

That’s why Coriolanus loved it so much.

Once they arrived at the train station they were greeted by Dr. Gaul of all people. The mad scientist was a rather odd woman but she was beaming when he stepped off the train and praised him for giving her such a “wonderful performance.” Her eyes had then landed on Soarynn who was pressed to his side, wide-eyed as she looked around at all the people.

“I see you’ve brought a souvenir, Mr. Snow,” she’d said, chuckling to herself when Soarynn gave her a rather disturbed look.

Coriolanus had made a mental note to keep Soarynn far away from the clutches of Dr. Gaul, a woman who had no reservations about testing her new ideas on human beings.

For the most part, he did keep Soarynn hidden away. He didn't need everyone to know about her. Only the people who mattered knew of Soarynn's existence. They were going to see many of those people tonight at the charity auction that President Ravenstill was hosting at the President's Mansion.

"I don't remember buying you this dress," he says, pulling on the strings. She sucks in her breath as he tightens up the dress and lets out a small groan, "Well you bought me about a million dresses when we got here." She's not wrong. Once Coriolanus got back to the Capitol he gave him and Soarynn proper facelifts. He grew out his curls and got her hair cut, it had been so tangled and dirty. Now it fell around her breasts and had a more flattering cut.

He got Soarynn facials, massages, and all the creams and makeup she could ever want. If she was going to be his girl, she had to look the part. He taught her how to walk in heels, how to always be on her best behavior, to look people in the eye, to have manners.

She had to be perfect.

"Nothing wrong with keeping you properly clothed," he tells her before tying the strings off with a bow. "Now, for tonight I want you to be on your best behavior, and don't stray from my si-"

"From your side, I know," Soarynn huffs, walking back out into the hallway. Coriolanus is hot on her heels, she's not about to get an attitude with him. "I don't have time for any outbursts Soarynn," he reminds her, "people in the Capitol won't understand if you start behaving oddly." Soarynn makes it all the way to the living room before he latches onto her wrist and pulls her into him, she struggles but Coriolanus has always been much stronger than her, even if she has filled out a little more with her new Capitol diet.

"I don't wanna go Coriolanus," she whispers, trying to pry his arm off of her, "all those men do is look at me and act like I'm some shiny trophy." She is a trophy but she doesn't need to know that.

Coriolanus sighs, "Soarynn, I'm not asking you to come with me, I'm telling you that you're coming with me tonight, like it or not. Besides, lots of their wives will be there. You like them don't you?"

Since getting back to the Capitol, Coriolanus had been working extremely hard to reconnect with the higher elite. He was going to run for President in the next election and to do that and win, he needed connections. He befriended all sorts of wealthy men and politicians, knowing that it could only help his campaign.

Soarynn didn't really understand any of it, why he'd want to run for President. "You already have a nice fancy house," she'd said one night, the two of them sitting in their after-sex bliss. He had given her a squeeze and pressed a kiss to her bare shoulder, "Yes, but it's different. You'll see."

Soarynn looks down at the ground, her entire body somewhat deflates, "I don't like talkin' to them. They're so old and boring." Coriolanus has to withhold himself from wrapping a hand around her pretty little neck because the last thing he needs is for her to say something like that in front of the wrong person. "They're married to the most influential men in Panem," he reminds her, "and what did I say about properly enunciating your words?"

Getting that southern twang out of Soarynn's voice had been more than difficult. It wasn't even the accent that bothered him, but the vocabulary, the shortened words, the strange sayings. It all had to go and he'd been working hard with her to get it out of her system.

He didn't mind it as much when they were alone but in public was a different story. He had introduced her to an associate of his when they first arrived in the Capitol and Soarynn had horribly embarrassed him. She had attempted to compliment his associate's shoes and yet she found the most revolting words to do so.

After that, Coriolanus learned his lesson.

"You said to talk proper because the folks in the Capitol won't understand me," she mumbles. Coriolanus slips two fingers under her chin, tilting her head up to look at him, "Yes I did. And I need you to be on your best behavior for me tonight, understand?" Soarynn's eye twitches but she nods, "Alright, I'll be on my best behavior."

꧁ ꧂

The President's Mansion is everything he could have imagined.

Coriolanus can't help but imagine what it'll look like when he's living here. He'll repaint the walls for sure, add some more marble statues in the gardens, maybe a greenhouse. "It's so big," Soarynn says in awe as she looks around. Coriolanus nods, they've only been granted access to certain parts of the Mansion and he already feels as though he could get lost at any moment. He spots a few of his old Academy friends and tugs Soarynn along with him, "I want you to meet some of my old friends."

Soarynn has nothing to do but nod and put on the pretty smile he's taught her before they reach Festus Creed and Felix Ravenstill. "Coriolanus Snow, what a rare sight to see," Festus teases. Coriolanus rolls his eyes and wraps his arm around Soarynn a little tighter. Festus is known to have wandering eyes along with wandering hands.

"I thought I might make an appearance," Coriolanus says nonchalantly. He won't tell them how excited he was when Soarynn walked into his study with a shiny envelope addressed to him. He normally didn't appreciate Soarynn coming into his study without permission but she had walked right in, holding out the envelope, "It looked real important," she had said. Indeed it was.

The boys aren't even trying to hide the fact that they're ogling Soarynn and Coriolanus would be a fool not to play that to his advantage, "Have I introduced you to Soarynn?" Felix's jaw is slightly slacked and Coriolanus is willing to bet that it's from the amount of cleavage Soarynn is showing tonight. Charity auction be damned, Coriolanus was going to make sure that everyone envied him and the pretty girl on his arm.

"I don't believe you have," Festus says, "I'm Festus Creed and I'm extremely talented in bed." Coriolanus can't stop the scoff from leaving his mouth at his friend's vulgar language but Soarynn laughs and leans her head on his shoulder, "I'm sure you've got a real talent," she replies.

Coriolanus knows that any well-behaved Capitol lady would be repulsed by Festus and his crude comments. They'd flinch and gasp but Soarynn doesn't. Even though she hasn't slept with anyone but him since arriving at the Capitol she's still numb to the idea of sleeping around. And it disgusts him. To see her so casually replying to comments such as the one Festus made, to laugh and tease him back. She should know better.

Although Coriolanus feels that once you've whored yourself out enough, comments like this won't even phase you.

You can take the whore out of the Districts, but you can't take the Districts out of the whore.

He shoots both Soarynn and Festus a look, "Why don't we keep the conversations civil?" He suggests, quieting both of them down. Felix looks somewhat uncomfortable and Coriolanus plays into it, "So Felix, is your uncle prepared for the Presidential race?" Felix sighs and rolls his eyes, "He won't shut up about it."

Coriolanus is hoping to overtake Felix's uncle so any inside information is crucial. "Is he nervous?" Soarynn asks, somewhat intrigued at the premise of being related to the President of Panem. Soarynn wasn't very political or involved with politics. She only really cared about the Mayor back in Twelve but that was such a small scale compared to the Capitol.

Felix shrugs, "Not nervous, he just..." His voice dies off and he seems to be lost in thought for a moment before shaking his head, "Never mind. He'll do fine, it's just another election to him."

Coriolanus nods and gives Felix a polite smile but he can't help but wonder what Felix was going to say. He needs to find out, get the inside scoop so he can win. But there's really no way to get that close to a Ravenstill, at least not without being creepy. Coriolanus cringes at the thought of cozying up to Felix, trying to win him over. Absolutely not. It's only effective when girls do it.

When. Girls. Do. It.

He looks down at the very pretty girl at his side, who is still so young, turning eighteen in a month, so vulnerable without him, completely dependent on him. She belongs to him.

"Excuse us," Coriolanus says before dragging Soarynn away from his friends which earns him a curious look from her but he ignores it, "Where're we goin'?" Coriolanus could lose it right then and there at her improper grammar but he brushes it under the rug, he'll have to be forgiving for this plan to work, to make Soarynn compliant. He finds a dark and empty hallway and pushes Soarynn up against the wall, his lips are on hers in an instant.

Soarynn moans into the kiss, her hands come up to grab his shoulders while he grabs her small waist. Coriolanus isn't too keen on public displays of affection, not when his image matters so much. But Soarynn has always got off on it. She's always been a slut.

"You look so pretty tonight," he whispers against her lips. She really does. Her hair has been curled and perfectly frames her face and her makeup is light and subtle, perfectly enhancing her natural features. Soarynn's always been pretty, but the District life managed to dull that natural charm. In the Capitol her skin is brighter, bouncier, her hair is thicker, her lashes longer. Thank goodness he brought her here.

Soarynn whimpers when his hands slide down to her ass and he squeezes it, "Tha...thank you Coriolanus," she whispers back. She's also much more sensitive in the Capitol. More responsive to his touch now that he's the only man who gets to fuck her tight little cunt every night.

He shoves his knee in between her legs and Soarynn gasps, grinding against it. Coriolanus chuckles, "Always a little slut for me huh? Even in the President's Mansion." He presses kisses up and down her neck, sucking on her sweet spots. He's careful to leave nothing behind, no one needs to know what they're doing. "I need you to do something for me," he says while kissing her jaw. Soarynn sighs and leans into his touch, the touch she's been so desperate for the entire week. With work and his campaign, Coriolanus has been more than busy the past couple of weeks and hasn't been properly taking care of his little District whore. She's more than eager to be fucked, which begs the question if she's willing to be fucked by anyone.

"Anything," she says and she means it too. He knows Soarynn will do anything to be fucked, to be touched, and maybe just maybe feel some sort of genuine connection. Even though she won't come outright and say it, he knows that she wants something more than sex. She wants to be loved. Soarynn had asked him about it when they first arrived, what the dynamic of their relationship would be like. She didn't want it to be like it used to be, where he sold her off to the highest bidder. "You're my girl," he had told her, "don't you worry your pretty little head about it."

But Soarynn had worried. He could see how she clung to words of praise like they were a lifeline to her. Without him, she was nothing. And Soarynn couldn't afford to be nothing.

He brings his lips right next to her ear and whispers the next eight words, "I want you to sleep with Felix Ravenstill."

She stills once those words register in her brain and she pulls away from his touch immediately. Coriolanus lets her move his hands off of her and take a step back, he can see the hurt in her eyes, the betrayal. "You...you said I wouldn't have to do that anymore," she says. Her voice is so fragile, so quiet and shaky. Coriolanus pinches the bridge of his nose, he needs this to go smoothly. He can't afford any loose ends.

He reaches out for her but she flinches, "Soarynn, it's to help me win, don't you want to help me? To be good for me? Be my good girl?" Soarynn's lip quivers and he can see her fighting the urge to cry, "I wanna be more than your girl Coriolanus," she says, "you can throw away a girl at any time. A wife is different." She's smarter than he's given her credit for.

Coriolanus looks down at the tiled floor, at his shiny black shoes, and nods, "Okay." Soarynn sniffles, shifting on her feet, "Okay? Okay, what?" Coriolanus looks back up at her, starting from her high heels and making his way up her slim body, admiring how the dress hugs her just right. Felix is going to love ripping it off of her.

"Okay, I'll make you my wife. If I win then we'll get married. It'll be a grand wedding and we'll have children and start a family, a new life together," he promises.

Soarynn eats it right up.

"What...what do I have to do?" She asks, looking so small and naive. Coriolanus grins, "Exactly what I tell you to do."

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He's a nervous wreck while he paces in his living room, watching the television screen for any updates.

He also keeps glancing at the front doors, waiting for Soarynn to get back from her very important night out. "Come on," he whispers, "hurry it up." He can't be too upset, sleeping with the President of Panem takes some time, but he's an impatient man.

It's all played out perfectly for him.

Soarynn has slept his way to the top. First, she sunk her claws into Felix Ravenstill that night at the charity auction. They snuck away to one of the many bedrooms and Soarynn came stumbling out the back entrance of the house a few hours later covered in bruises and other bodily fluids. Apparently, Festus had wanted in on the action but the job was done either way.

Then, she made her move on the President's security detail. Coriolanus knew those men wouldn't let her get too close without some convincing that she was a harmless little field mouse. Soarynn had been terrified at the prospect of sleeping with men who had guns on them at all times but Coriolanus was swift to remind her of her time spent on the Peacekeeper bases. "Those men would've fucked you with their guns and you would've liked it," he had hissed, grabbing her jaw and slamming her into the wall, "now stop being a whiny brat and do as I say."

There had been tears and new promises made, but in the end, she made it to Ravenstill.

From what Soarynn told him, Ravenstill was an old, boring man who partook in the most basic sex she's ever had. And Coriolanus was more than willing to take her word on it. Ravenstill did however get off on seeing other men have a turn on Soarynn, something Coriolanus didn't predict. She had come home in tears, a bruise on her cheek and blood between her legs. He had comforted her and washed her gently in the bath before swaddling her in the comfiest pajamas. "Only one more time," he whispered as she finally drifted off to sleep, "you'll only sleep with the President one more time." And he meant it. Soarynn would never sleep with the President of Panem again.

His attention is drawn to the doors when he hears them open and a disheveled-looking Soarynn appears. Her eyes immediately find him and he raises his eyebrows. Has she done it? She nods. Coriolanus breaks into a giant smile, and strides across the room and the foyer and scoops Soarynn up in his arms, listening to her squeal in delight, "Oh you're perfect," he tells her, "this is it Soarynn. You've done everything and now it's all done."

Soarynn is grinning like a wildcat and she giggles, "It was real scary watchin' him cough up all that blood. I had to act so surprised." Coriolanus chuckles as he sets her down on her feet, "I'm sure you were the perfect little actress. He's dead then?" Soarynn nods and bats her eyelashes up at him, "Dead as a doornail."

They celebrate big that night. Coriolanus makes love to Soarynn for the first time while the Capitol news plays in the background, informing them that President Ravenstill has succumbed to a sudden deadly illness and has passed away. The country will be in shambles but with Coriolanus tied neck and neck with Ravenstill in the election, it's no question who will take over.

"I love you," he grunts, fucking into her slow and steady. She looks beautiful under him, absolutely beautiful. "You'll be my perfect First Lady. Can't wait to fuck my children into you, watch you walk around all swollen with my heir, carrying the Snow name."

He can picture it now, their prosperous future. Their wedding, their children, and then, Soarynn's unfortunate death. Unforeseen of course but at the perfect time when the children are old enough to be looked after by a nanny and he can remarry without causing too much suspicion.

Soarynn smiles up at him before pressing her lips against his, "Snow lands on top," she whispers.

Snow certainly does land on top.

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"Coriolanus, what are your plans for Panem once you're sworn in as President?"

Coriolanus wishes he could tell all these reporters to fuck off with their stupid, basic questions but he just smiles through the pain. It's customary for the future President to have one press briefing before being sworn in. Today has been a long day of festivities leading up to his inauguration. He's less than an hour away from being President of Panem and he can taste it, taste the power.

He looks powerful. With his hair perfectly styled, the red rose pinned to his lapel. He glances to his right where his fiancé is standing, prim and proper. Once Ravenstill was out of the picture, Soarynn snapped into being the perfect Capitol lady for Coriolanus. If he knew this was what it took to get her in line, he would've killed the man ages ago. Coriolanus sleeps well knowing that he's managed to get Soarynn to do all his dirty work and has secured himself the perfect wife.

He can't afford any loose ends and eventually, Soarynn will have to go, but until then, Coriolanus plans on enjoying his perfect little wife and her tight little cunt until they're both of no use to him.

"I plan to get this nation into shape," he responds, "and to tighten the security on the Peacekeeper bases. I myself was a Peacekeeper and I was a witness to vermin slipping through the cracks one too many times." He can see Soarynn slightly flinch at the word 'vermin' but it's not his fault that she chose whoring as her profession. It was fine back then but now things need to change. He can't have any District rats swaying the opinions of his Peacekeepers.

The report nods and jots down his response and Coriolanus withholds a sigh of relief. He's finally done. Now, all he has to do is be sworn in. He's been waiting for this moment his whole life and it's finally happening.

Snow lands on top.

"Mr. Snow? Just one more question. I'm Sejanus Plinth from the Capitol Gazette."

Coriolanus who was about to step down from the podium, zeroes in on the outspoken voice, the same outspoken voice that caused him nothing but annoyance and being heavily inconvenienced.

Sejanus Plinth.

As District as they come, and nothing but a speck of dirt on his shiny leather shoes. It's no surprise that he chose journalism as his profession. He probably thinks he's going to "change the world" with his shabby little articles.

Coriolanus remembers ending him more than anything. Sejanus had everything he wanted. A family, money, and a higher status than the one Coriolanus used to possess. Now the tables have turned and he finally gets to look down on poor Sejanus Plinth who's so desperate to ask him single question. His response will probably earn Sejanus a small amount of money that he'll then use to try and help the less fortunate.

Coriolanus feels the cruel grin spreading across his lips as he nods at Sejanus, "Go ahead. I'm always willing to speak to the less fortunate." A wave of laughter passes through the crowd of reporters and Sejanus manages a somewhat professional smile.

"Is it true that you've been selling your fiancé out to influential men?"

Coriolanus feels his smile slightly waver but his face never falters, "Pardon? I...I don't quite understand what you're asking," he says with a light-hearted chuckle. There's a tension in the room and he can't quite get rid of it.

Sejanus tilts his head, "Is it true, that you have been selling your fiancé's body for the past years to move up in the world?" It's a simple question, Mr. Snow. According to my sources, you started sleeping with her when she was seventeen while you were serving as a Peacekeeper in District Twelve."

Coriolanus can't stop himself from turning to look at Soarynn who's staring right back at him, an expectant look on her face. She should look distraught, if his reputation's on the line, her's is too.

"I don't recall ever having any sexual relations with my fiancé when she was underage," he says, his voice firm. Sejanus gives him a teasing smile and Coriolanus can feel a pit beginning to form in his stomach.

"You sent her to partake in sexual interactions with Commanding Officer Hoff so you could bring her with you to District Two when you were reassigned as an Officer," Sejanus says, reading directly from the notes he's brought with him, "then in District Two you allowed Commanding Officer Potts to take advantage of her after he caught wind of you selling her out to higher ranking officers in hopes of you moving up in the ranks. Then you proceeded to sell her out to various Capitol men such as Felix Ravenstill, Festus Creed, and President Ravenstill who unfortunately passed away due to an "unknown illness" and my sources tell me that she often frequented the President's Mansion before he passed away."

There's an uneasiness in the room and people are beginning to whisper to one another and Coriolanus can feel it all slipping away. He glances to the door where he can see Felix and Festus attempting to leave but they're being held by security.

"Sexual slavery concerning a minor is a serious crime Mr. Snow, and so is murder, and I have evidence leading me to believe that you forced Miss Nightingale into poisoning the President so that you could win the election."

People are talking now, throwing around accusations and whispers. This is bad. Very, very bad. Every fucking news outlet in the country is in here getting this story. He watches as five Peacekeepers push their way through the crowd and he can only hope that they're coming to his rescue.

"Coriolanus Snow, you are under arrest under the premise of murder, participating in underage prostitution, and sexual coercion."

A camera flash goes off and everything is in slow motion. All the sounds around him are muffled as he's handcuffed and shoved towards the side of the stage. People are crying out for justice or for mercy. He can see Felix and Festus also being handcuffed shouting for him to do something.

But he can't. He's in shock.

Someone has to help him, someone has to tell the truth, well, not the truth, but enough of the truth so that he can get out of this. He looks to the one person who can help him, the one person who also happens to be responsible for all of this. Who waited for his big shining moment to take him down.

Soarynn.

She wears her most innocent smile, the same one she gives to all the men she's about to take advantage of. Sure, she'd sleep with anyone, but she'd also steal their watches, slip a few bills from their wallets, get them to help her out of a sticky situation.

He just always chose to ignore that.

Soarynn holds up her hands to the Peacekeepers and they surprisingly stop. Soarynn slowly walks over to Coriolanus until she's right in front of him. She's wearing red lipstick and has a rose tucked into her hair. Clear property of Coriolanus Snow. Soarynn reaches for the rose and pulls it from her hair, she brings it up to her nose and sniffs it, humming to herself as she closes her eyes.

"You hear that Coriolanus?"

All Coriolanus can hear are the shouts of everyone in the room. Of his life falling apart.

She opens her eyes before she crushes the rose in her hand, crumpled petals fall to the floor.

"It's the sound of Snow falling."

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