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Man who can’t be moved (Coriolanus Snow x Reader)

(Summary: Coriolanus and you were once upon a time really close but when tragedy struck that had you torn apart but he has picture of you

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(A/n: The Polls came out as even so I’ve decided to do both Finnick & Coriolanus for the song so keep your eyes open for Finnick Odair one!!)

(Warnings: song lyrics, Coriolanus Snow inner dialogue, death mentioned, Not fully proffered but most yes, useing she/her pronouns but can. Be read as Gender neutral)

"Going back to the corner where I first saw you.."

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  Coriolanus Snow had never wanted to go back to District 12. The place where his father was murdered, where he almost died from a snake bite, where he murdered Sejanus poor pitiful Sejanus. and the victor of 10th annual hunger games that he mentored and sacrificed his future, but that couldn't compare to the one.

  The same place where he reunited and lost the girl he had lost when he was 12 years old. Only for her to disappear and leave him in those very same woods out in district 12.

  Coriolanus went over to the desk and pulled open the drawer that was the nearest to the sliding door of the train and pulled out a picture of her 'Y/n Reinswood'  taken at the place that she had shown him. A secluded corner of the forest where it overlooked a view of the lake.. it was their spot..Where they had their first kiss, I love you, and …

He walked over to the board where their were words on notecards, with his different speeches. It was his second year in his presidency campaign and 4 years since he last was in 12. Last time you saw you. He looked down at the picture of you with your beautiful smile. He used to wonder if he would ask showing people the picture. ‘If you see this girl, can you tell her where I am?’

When he decided to go back to 12 for his campaign. People would show him pity, confusion. He hated how he felt about her. How he missed her. How weak he was about her. He remembers Dr.Gaul saying ‘Love is weakness, being broken is weakness and being a broken hearted man is even weaker.’

He couldn’t show weakness.. especially to the rebels who wanted him gone and to stay higher up. Snow lands on top. His father’s motto and now his.

But Coriolanus Snow was not stupid or blind to how he actually felt about her. He knows it makes no sense. Especially, when he’s face to face with Tigris on the rare occasion they do see each other. She sees right through him. She knows he can’t move on because he’s still in love with you.

Which makes him almost hate her. He never wanted anyone to see his weakness.. not again..

‘Cause if one day you wake up and find that you’re missing me…

Ever since he had gotten back from 12 he would find himself missing you and wondering where in 12 if you were still there could you be. And he hated it so to put his mind to rest.

He had decided to go back to the place that they used to meet at after his speech. Was it risky a chance but having peacekeepers all around that place would be easy. He would go to prove to himself that you were gone and not coming back. Even though a smallest chance that you’ll see him waiting for you on the corner of the woods..

Maybe you won't mean to but, you'll see me on the news and you'll come running to the corner...

  It was a beautiful Spring Day in District 12, you were walking around the market after doing some shopping with the money you had earned from performing at the Hob.

  Passing by a house on the way back to the covey you heard on the TV 'that the up and coming president snow. has reached District 12.'

  Y/n froze looking over at the TV seeing Coriolanus's Face pop up in to the screen. Broad casted from an hour ago. You sighed before continuing your walk.

  As you were about to walk the path to the covey cottage you heard some by passing Peacekeepers radio go off saying that they didn't know where Snow went. Y/n stopped dead in her tracks thinking if he was at their spot.

'Cause you'll know it's just for you...

  Without a thought she grabbed the basket and ran to the spot in the corner of the woods just past the meadow. It was a small secluded spot in the forest over looking the lake not far from the outlook of the forest. The first spot where she took him those 4 years ago.

  Her breath got caught in her throat once she saw him. He was leaning against a tree with his hands in his pocket of his father’s long red thick coat. His hair combed back. She didn't fully believe it. Until she had accidentally stepped on a stick that had snapped which made her freeze.

  Coriolanus whipped his head around reaching for something in his pocket. Until he saw her standing there he quickly retracted his hand. His eyes widening in the slightest way before smiling slyly.

"I knew you'd find me here.." He said, smiling softly knowing he still had her.

"W-what are you doing here..." Y/n asked. Not really knowing what to do. He moved off the tree he was leaning on. Not answering her question.

"I should hate you for leaving me in the woods.. again.. but I couldn't stop thinking about you. I guess you would say 'I'm the man who can't be moved..'" Coriolanus said the last part jokingly, his finger tracing your jaw which made Y/n's breath hitch slightly.

"What makes you think i should believe you?" She asked. His eyes going slightly dark with slight frustration.

"Because ever since you left the capital and I found you here and you left again. I have not stopped thinking about you. I know what I did. I know what I've done. Yes I could kill you too. But I don't want that. It wouldn't be easier..." Coriolanus said, which made Y/n back up into a tree. Only for him to follow until he was in front of her.

"I've wanted you ever since I was 10 years old, when you gave Tigris and I food even though you needed just as much and then I had to watch you be taken away. And when I found you here singing at the hob with Lucy Gray after I helped her win. It fueled that those times we spent together before that day I've never forgotten or got over it. So Yes! I am the Man who can't be moved!" Coriolanus seethed with frustration almost hating himself for sounding so vulnerable and telling the truth.

  Y/n looked at him shocked at how he remembered that. She has also loved him for a long time but how could she forgive him? After killing her best friend that was practically her sister and Sejanus who was probably his only friend after she had left...

"Why the hell do you think I'm here? At our spot? Why do you think you came?" He said, looking into her eyes.

She hated to admit it but he was right she did come right here to see if he was here. She hated that she knew where he would be.. She hated that she missed him and would wonder where he was. Hoping and thinking maybe he'll come back to the this place.

   Coriolanus felt the same he hated that she was the weakness that wouldn't go away, the one he missed every single day seeing her face everywhere. And hoping that she was still out their for them to meet again. Even though he knew he could never hate her. No matter how much he tried.

  Y/n looked at him. His features from the once young boy now a man standing in front of her. Without so much as a thought she leaned in pressing her lips softly against his. Sealing her fait and saying her sorrys to the covey and two that she lost. Coriolanus a bit taken back for a split moment before kissing her back if not immediately as he sealed his and hers fait. With a kiss full of passion and love that had regained in this moment from 4 years ago.

  They both knew whether they had their reunion or not they would always go back to the corner whether in their mind or in reality as much as they would to fight it. They would camp in a sleeping bag that would never move..

0. Traumatic events Always Weighs down Enough to kill-

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Chapter.0

You are purple

Batfamily x Teen!Spiderman Reader x Spiderverse

Strictly platonic (for now)

Teen reader will be a neglected in the Batfamily.

The batfamily cares , they know your presence , your name and Awards they just dont care enough to make time for Reader

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Reader was a child no older than 10 Who was the youngest child who had an older brother and they both had two Parents, their Mum and dad suprisingly they had a healthy marrige and they loved their two children, all in gotham but on its outskirts.

Life for reader wasnt perfect-perfect sure there were bullies, thiefs, murderers and other what-nots running around. They were in constant fear if ever they were left alone or in the night. Even then their Childhood was eventful but in a good way Reader Had made many friends in their kindergarten and daycare due to their nature of being blunt but sweet and due to their wild imagination and politeness.

In truth Reader were raised to be polite and mannered but that didn't mean they weren't stubborn and were a doormat for people to stomp over them. They were fierce and strong in their beliefs and had an open mind for others thoughts and ideas

Reader was 10 and had a brother who was older than them by 6 years so he was 16. Like any other sibling They got along and they didn't. When one gets in trouble the other one would be there to help out but not always because pettiness sometimes wins many of the times.

Both of them got into arguments lots of times but mostly they made up after awhile and start with playing pranks on eachother with putting ice cubes in eachother's shirt and pants, or making a drink a terrible one at that and giving it to the other 'lying that it tastes good only to record their sibling spit and cough it out while the one recording laugh and hold off the raging one or simply roasting eachother and reader canonically Talking their older brother's ear off even when he was shoving then out or even when he tried to duct tape their mouth shut.

Readers and Their brother's Dad was A strict and Kind Father who took parenting seriously and was extremely understanding and loved spoiling his Wife and two children. He had the abilty to talk to strangers and made them feel comfortable , the self confidence he had made reader wish they had it. He let the reader paint and draw on him , nothing major though if he had nothing to do or go out then yes he would let them do whatever and Eat whatever the reader made in the kitchen as an experiment to see if it tasted good or not. He encouraged Both his kids to pursue their hobbies and made them pick up other things as well like sports , reading,, swimming , music. He didnt force it and he kept the timming s and classes moderate so that Reader and their Older brother could be happy and still have their energies.

Now Readers and Their brother's Mum was everyones favorite as she made extra snacks and school lunches for her kids friends often inviting them for lunch in holidays and for dinner. She liked to sing classical songs and listen to them. She made food taste like a bomb of flavours which was perfect if you could tolerate spice if not everyone still ate everything on their plates. The craziness and unhingedness definately came from her Dna. She liked messing around with her husband playfully and it never made their children gag (sometimes tho).

Their parents did quarrel but they made sure to keep their voices minimum because they wanted their kids to be happy. They knew all too well the effects of arguments on young minds. Both of the parents discussed on problem at a time and resolved. Mum and dad trusted eachother and whenever Dad was away for work , dad called atleast 3 times a day on in the morning, second in the afternoon and third at night. Mum and dad sometimes talked for more than an hour acting like a young couple, a happy one which would make anyone smile.

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Life would never be the same again, Not ever

Fate was cruel

when it took their parents away in a fire, The fire Taunted the readers vission when it engulfed their home, eyes Darting everywhere hoping like any child and person would to spot their family , they could imagine their bodies withering and burning from the fire , their screams and the sharp sound ringing in the readers ears. Yet that day they didn't see them , soon darkness and undeniable Pit formed in the child's heart as they hugged the blanket around them tighter they blurred out the firefighters and everyones voices out , their mind reeling and their breathing stopped they couldn't breathe not when they searched and searched for their Brother , Mum and Dad.

All The child had grabbed was their Lovable Stitch stuff toy and their backpack which had all kinds of odd trinkets and accessories, papers , DVds , colors, and a thick picture album filled with them and their parents and brother. They hugged their bag close to their chest fearing that someone might take it away from them.

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Local News: A FIRE HAD BREAKED OUT ON ---_-__- MAIN STREET BURNING AN ENTIRE THREE STORY BUILDING DOWN-------------- THE NUMBER OF Deaths ARE -THREE intotal

1.M/N L/N

2. F/N L/N

3. B/N L/N

LEAVING THEIR YOUNGEST CHILD ALIVE, NO OLDER THAN 9. OUR CONDOLENCES REACH FAR OUT TO YOU LITTLE SURVIVOR.

The camera zoomed in to The child sobbing from fear just calling out for their Mom , Brother and her dad running away from a firefighter lady to search for their family. Unaware of the truth.

No child should ever experiance the loss of their family.

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Child Reader Was sent to an orphanage due to not having a gurdian to look after them.

The orphanage was Terrible to describe atleast due to this They gave their belongings , their backpack to the counter lady more like they took the keys and hid their in a storage closet under the floor board while sniffling with a runny nose and puffy eyes , but what unsettled most was how mechanical they were and how dead they looked. Their eyes Voidless , not eating , not talking , not sleeping.

They instead gave their food to someone else making Peace with the other orphans to keep them out of their shit and problems.

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Meanwhile in The wayne's Manor.

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It was just one of those days For the Wayne's where everything was going slow and no one had nothing better to do.

Very unlikely,indeed.

The T.V was on , Local news was playing in the background. Few of the people who were there Focused there attention on to the news focusing on the scene of a fire breakout and how A child was looking everywhere for their family running to anywhere with their Bag pack hauled on their behind , even when the firefighters told and physically stopped them that their family is gone.

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Its been almost three months now, and The child which was in news was still lingering in Bruce Wayne and in few others minds. That what did happen with reader?

Bruce Wayne or Batman the man of the shadows made a decision.

For the. Worst or best?

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For Reader Had made few friends within the orphanage , their names were_-

Felicia a child who is 6 but wasn't adopted due to her being half blind in one eye. She is a brunette and has a brown eye the other eye covered by an eyepatch. A sweetheart and very Curious of the world. She likes listening to You reading outloud The secret garden to her for bedtime

Riley who is 10 , she had a rough attitude to strangers , she is dirty blond and has brown eyes. She cares alot and is very shy and Funny once you become friends. Ooo and she loves making paper planes and playing hopscotch. She too loves story time!!

Margo She is 11, she is the cool and Strog one who keeps everyone safe from the rowdy ones. She loves sweets and playing charades and listening to music, she is the older sister to us.

T h e y all tried to cheer Reader up and it worked few times making them smile and joke around a bit , Felicia Knew that they tried to hide their pain but she knew that it is normal their grief and anger. Reader had significantly lost weight and was severely underweight.

Margo Gave food for reader to eat and coaxed them through it and atleast it helped to keep not malnourished.

Reader got better a little by little yet They still couldnt believe that their family is actually gone , it took alot of willpower for them not to vomit everything out and why?why-why-whyWhy?WHY-?

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And one faithful day- or rather unfortunate more likely

An elderly Man shows up to the Orphanage counter , requesting Reader/Name.

They caught wind of it and went dashing to their friends Not from Joy No from fear and devastation.

They jumped onto Margo as they saw her first, hugging her tightly while crying and repeatedly saying against her-

Reader:- "No no I dont want to go- they are gonna take- t-ake me away. I want to stay Please-pleas- I want to stay Home- im sorry im sorryIm-sorry- i didnt mean too_--"

Margo Hugged her back being set aback but she too hugged back as Tightly as you did , she sniffled as if? She was crying too

Margo:- "Its gonna be okay- We'll go together? Okay?? You ,me and Felicia? how about that? You did nothing wrong- We will see eachother again and we'll play , eat , listen and dance to how much ever music we want, Us against the World all over again"

Margo said , to convince you and her that everything is going to go back to normal like before, Where Riley Never Was adopted First , where Felicia and she wasn't adopted either and You werent either

Reader:- "You and Felicia are going too-?? Yeah-..I want that to happen, So You and felicia know- The place right?- Remember please- because if i can I'll always be there-..Just don't forget Me, You are my best friend anyone could have ever asked for-!"

You cried silently even more now , your words comming out in short huffs and words all in a jumble

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The Escort Lady came in knocking sharply on the door having a stern and scowl on her face , she was the worst atleast We'll be free from her presence and bullying , she ruined Our Heartfelt Goodbye.

She strictly Ordered us both to Pack up our things and tidy thyselves up Left.

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Pt.2 coming soon! Please drop constructive criticism and do give suggestions on how i can do better!

And i am confused that should I refer to reader as 'they' 'them' or 'you' 'yourself'??

Quick lil rant

Y/N STORIES ARE ANNOYING AS HELL CUZ WE DONT HAVE ENOUGH VARITY WITH THEM LIKE OH MY GOD

WE NEED MORE

GENDER NEUTRAL READER STORIES

GENDERFUID READERS STORIES

MALE READER STORIES

AND TAKE A GODDAMN BREAK FROM MAKING FEMALE READER STORIES

LETS FUCKING GOO FIANLLT A GENDERFLUID READER AND WITH MY COMFORT CHARACTER ⁉️⁉️⁉️ BEST THING EVER.

HIII i actually have a request if u do genderfluid readers 😋😋 if u do could you do something with the reader not being out yet so when they stare at a dude hobie kinda assumes the worse ?? then they gotta explain they wanna BE him not WITH him yk

bonus if reader is constantly presenting very fem so its a bit of a surprise idk thank u 🤞🤞🤞

hii angel! of course I can do that, I hope this does my genderfluid babes justice <3 afab!genderfluid!reader x unlabed hobie?? he fws what he fws, anxiety on hobs part, gender envy on yours, albeit bad descriptors of being genderfluid? I'm trying. he thinks you're cheating/losing interest, british grammar???

You're out on a walk with Hobie, him wanting to take you to his favourite punk shops - buying you whatever you liked from in there cause he's just happy you're liking his style. You're all skirts and blouses - but you don't always want to be that. Sometimes you like it, sometimes it makes you want to crawl out of your own skin because you want to be more masculine that day, week, however long, but you're limited. Baggy clothes just won't cut it anymore.

So, whilst you were sat on a bench, enjoying your food with Hobie and you saw a boy walk past who is just radiating gender envy into you, your eyes stayed glued to him. They way his clothes can be stuck to him with no chest in the way, his hair short but fluffy, his rings decorating his slender, short nailed fingers, Hobie notices. He noticed your lack of response to what he had said before, he looked at you. Then looked where you were looking, his brows pinching together. He then watched you stare at this guy with so much intensity, it's as if he wasn't here at all.

"Wha' Ya know 'im?" He asked, still staring at you and your body language, a familiar unease bubbling in his stomach from the last experiences he's had with unfaithful girlfriends.

"Huh? Oh..no, no I don't." You said, finally taking your eyes off him and making eye contact with your now unhappy, nervous boyfriend.

"Oh? Why you starin' like tha', then?" He grabbed the drink out you lap, taking a long sip of it whilst staring at you over the bottle. His throat feels dry. Is the bottle shaking? Why are his hands shaking?

"I liked..his tee shirt. It had a cool band on it." You lied through your teeth, and Hobie could tell. He slightly shifted in his seat, deciding to leave this little problem for when you were back at his flat.

"Aight.." He shrugged, putting all your stuff into a bag. "C'mon, les do the res' of the shops before they close." He mumbled as he stood up, and you were expecting him to take your hand, but he didn't, now giving you the uneasy feel of dread in the bottom of your stomach. What had you done? The rest of the walk around was mainly quiet, Hobie only making a few comments here and there, but he never actually spoke first. He was just replying to you. You walked back to his flat in the quiet, your hands in the pocket of his jacket he let you wear once it got cold. He's upset but you're still his girl. Are you his girl?

You furrowed your brows, trying to figure out where you went wrong this afternoon. You guys were having such a good time, 'why did he go quiet? Did he want the last cookie you took? No, he wouldn't get upset over something as silly as that. Did he not like the drink you chose? He drank it, it couldn't of been that bad. Why did he start asking about that guy that walke pas- oh fuck. He thinks I was checking him out. Fuck, fuck! how could you be so stupid? He sees his girlfriend starin' at a guy of course he's gonna assume that! How do I tell him I want to be him? Not be with him?'

You enter the flat behind him, shutting the door quietly behind you and taking off your shoes. You watch him wall over to his sofa, sitting himself down with a sigh before looking over to watch you. Seeing the worry and guilt etched onto your face, he spoke up.

"Ya' aight, doll?" He asked, almost in a whisper, not really wanting you to reply.

"We needa talk." You said, walking over towards him. He felt his heart drop, feeling like all his fears were coming true in one afternoon. He crossed his arms defensively over his chest, giving a small nod.

"Go on." He glanced off to the side.

"That guy today? I wasn't...I didn't check him out." You said, sitting in the armchair just opposite him, fiddling with your rings.

"Wha' was tha', then? Hm? 'Cause it certainly looked like you was checkin' 'im out." He said almost roughly, the tone making you wince. He's getting defensive, that's understandable.

"No, love - I wasn't. I..fuck. This is going to sound insane, and you're probably gonna feel differently once I say it but I have to say it, I do, i-"

"So say i'." He interrupted you, narrowing his eyes slightly, frowning.

"I...I didn't want to be with him- I just...I wanted to..be him." You admitted quietly, looking down at your hands. He paused, his frown growing but now in confusion. What?

"You...wanna be a boy?" He asked slowly and carefully.

"No- well, yeah. But only sometimes. I feel more masculine than I do feminine some days, but I've been unable to express that. So what you were seeing wasn't attraction, it was envy. Envy that he could look so boyish without even trying, just putting on clothes, not trying to be masculine." You huffed, your voice slightly saddened. Hobie was probably gonna feel completely different about you now.but it's better than him thinking you were going to cheat someday.

He stayed eerily quiet, staring at you. Studying you. Was that true? he couldn't tell. He's leaning more towards yes, though. Nobody would be this worried about this eccentric of a lie.

"Aight..'ow long 'ave you felt this way?" He carefully asked, sitting more upright.

"Since I was a kid, really. I only just realised recently what it was, though. My "tomboy" phase. When I started developing 'n' my clothes got baggier as my chest got bigger, but then I'd wear low cut things, I-..I'm sorry you only just found out - that I only just told you. I didn't know how to approach it, y'know? It's not an easy subject to come by. Hey it's your girlfriend, I sometimes don't wanna be your girlfriend cause I wanna be your boyfr-" He cut your rambling off by pressing a sweet kiss to your lips, his hand on your cheek. He brushed your hair behind your ear, pulling away from they kiss.

"Ay, listen. Tha's fine. I don' see ya any differently. Ya still the love of my life, yeah? Don' worry 'bout it, luv.If you wan', ya can have a bunch of my old clothes, for when ya feel like a lad. Can help you make fits." He comforted you, bringing you closer to him.

"Jus' tell me when ya' start feelin' like tha', yeah? I wouldn't wanna do sum' that makes my love uncomfortable." He said to you, kissing your cheek softly, then your temple, then your forehead. You smile, feeling like you could just cry from how accepting he was of that, of you.

"You'd really do that for me?" You mumbled, making him nod instantly.

"Of course, baby."

"And you don't feel any differently towards me?"

"No' in the sligh'est."

"You still love me?"

"I love you even more each second. Tha' ain't gon' change. I fell in love wit' ya, darlin'. Ain't gonna care 'bout you wantin' to be like that sometimes. Jus' means you can be like me." He smiled, kissing all over your face in-between his words, really wanting you to know he means that. You couldn't help it, a stray tear rolled down your cheek. And he wiped it away immediately.

"Nah, don' cry, my love. 'Cause then you're gon' make me cry." He mumbled, his hand sliding through your hair and to the back of your head, bringing you closer and kissing you again, sweetly and softly. You returned the kiss, of course. He gave you a few more quick kisses, before pulling away, his hand staying put.

"You wan' go pick sum aftershave ou' from my collection?" He offered.

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I really hope I did the genderfluid community justice with this one! I'm so sorry if I didn't get something right about it, I did look some stuff up, but still <3 thank you so much for such a cute request, and if it was up to your standards and you wanna request again, feel free! <3

So I’m here to write a blog for a male reader

I’ll be writing for many series such as

Obey me (shall we date)

Twisted wonderland

Bungou stray dogs

Sk8 the infinity

Genshin impact

Sally face

Percy Jackson!

jujutsu kaisen

Dragon raja

The umbrella academy

Stranger things

Next is thing is about what I will write and what I won’t

Will do

Fluff

Nsfw

Angst

Romance

Platonic

Male/genderfluid reader (also gender neutral)

What I won’t do

Hard core gore

Anything illegal

Hard core nsfw

Fem reader

I’m using this blog to get back into writing so hopefully it won’t be so shitty-

(I’ll add more rules the more I do)

Some things about the writer

Ok so- I go by baz (or Travis)and I use he/him or they/them