#capitol verse

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Lucy Gray Baird performing at Pluribus Club . Capitol Verse

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Lucy Gray Baird & Coriolanus Snow . Capitol Verse . @multipleoccupancy​​

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Lucy Gray Baird singing at Pluribus Bell's club . Capitol Verse

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𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 & 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 . @dcmure continued from here

Lucy Gray could not imagine losing her tongue. Losing the ability to sing. It would be a fate worse than death. But of course, she kept those thoughts to herself, for it would be simply cruel to share them with the Avox. 

“You are to be my only company here,” she mused, letting go of the girl’s hands, “I would like it, if we could be friends.” The offer was preposterous of course, it was against all of the Capitol’s etiquette. But Lucy Gray did not care! She was in a cage anyway, whether it was golden or not didn’t make a difference.

She simply hoped the Avox girl wouldn’t take offense.

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They looked at each other baffled in love and in hate

Coriolanus Snow & Lucy Gray Baird . a moodboard for @multipleoccupancy​

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@multipleoccupancy​ sent: an abrupt, heated kiss during the middle of a fight -- From Snow to Lucy Gray, I feel he'd panic for arguing and just cheat his way out of it XD from:  ↪     𝑲𝑰𝑺𝑺  ﹠ ᵀᴱᴸᴸ .

There was a strong, lingering smell of roses in the air. It coated her tongue whenever she talked. The greenhouse looked beautiful in the summer, really, with the light filtering through the windows, drowning the flowers in a warm, powerful glow. And yet, the charm of the room did not seem to soften the violence of their exchange. It seemed that Coriolanus and Lucy Gray could only fight these days. But of course, how could they not? She was a prisoner now. She was his and yet, she would never be his again. The greenhouse was a refuge for them both (away from Coriolanus’ wife), but in reality it was more of a battlefield. 

“You can’t keep me here forever!” she exclaimed in a storm of dark hair.

She did not remember what had started this fight, but did it matter? She wanted to be free, and he could not grant her that. She huffed in anger, the palm of her hand landing on his chest, as if to push him, to hurt him. Rage. It was the only language she seemed to speak lately. And as he grabbed her wrist, pulling her closer, she expected more screams. Instead, he kissed her. 

It was an abrupt kiss. Brutal. Hate and love were strange neighbors, and the feeling of his lips seemed to drown her. She replied to the kiss, of course. She replied to it with anger and desperation, and an unfortunate passion. 

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𝐕𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄 & 𝐋𝐔𝐂𝐘 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘 @dcmure​ from: tie.  for your muse to adjust an article of clothing on my muse + reverse

the garment was simple , though due to how this was the capitol , it still had a certain quality about it that made it special in a way. the color was lovely on miss gray , & valerie wished she was able to tell her ; if only she were able to say anything at all. instead , the young girl simply smiles at her in the mirror , adjusting the fabric so that it lay the right way , valerie biting on her bottom lip as she assesses her work , doing up the last of the buttons on the back. when she was done , she takes a step back so that miss lucy can make her own improvements if she wishes to , silently waiting if she needed more assistance. // 

Lucy Gray did not like getting dressed with someone else’s help, she was not used to it at all, and found it demeaning for the poor Avox. But she also did not have the heart to refuse, to push away the girl, with her soft smile and softer hands. With a strange mixture of gratitude and guilt, she took the girl’s hands. “Thank you,” she said, knowing full well one was never supposed to thank an Avox. But if she was to be a prisoner in this house, then how was she any different than her? 

“It’s perfect,” she said, though she had not even checked. The dress was one of hers, while the many dresses Coriolanus had gifted her stood, untouched, in the closed.