For Anyones Whos Curious,

For anyone’s who’s curious,

Part 2 for my little snowflake (platonic yandere Corio) is in progress 💙❄️

will you do a platonic yandere older brother coriolanis (I think that’s how u spell it lol) snow x a sibling! reader ? and he kidnapped them? also it can be fem or gn. have a good day/night!!

I love this idea! And thank you so much I also hope you have a good day/night.

I’m open to doing a part 2 since this is somewhat short if enough people like this storyline. I’m curious on where it could go.

His Little Snowflake ❄️

Platonic Yandere Coriolanus Snow x Younger Sister

Female Pronouns

Word count: 1.1 K

Warnings: Obsessive behavior, mentions of murder

Coriolanus wasn’t an only child, albeit he was the oldest. He had a little sister named Y/N. She wasn’t as known as he was, after all he was the heir to the snow name and ‘fortune’ so it wasn’t up to her to preserve the name.

When Corio found out he was going to have a little sibling, he was indigent. He knew he would keep all of the rights being the oldest but the idea of having to share with a sibling was torture in his mind.

That was until he saw them.

His mother died in childbirth after having the baby. When his father came home with her, he was prepared to loath the baby that took away his mother, even if she wasn’t the best one.

But one look into the baby’s eyes something shifted.

Corio was the one to look after his sister when his father passed away.

Tigres would always offer to help while Grand’mam claimed she was too old to care for her.

He didn’t care, this was His sibling. His responsibility. His little snowflake.

When the 10th annual hunger games began and he was forced to mentor, it took up some time. With having to write the proposal for the Doctor and being a mentor to Lucy Gray he barely had time for his little sister. He blamed everyone else for the situation. If a teacher kept him after class? That teacher would have something unfortunate happen to them.

He could just give up but he was obsessed with his little sister getting the life she deserved so he had to win the money by any means possible.

Everyday when he got home from all of his duties, he’d go to her room.

“Corio!” She squealed happily running into his open arms. She would jump as high as she could to try and wrap her arms around his neck but it would often end up with him having to bend over as she wrapped around him like a koala.

“Hello Snowflake, I miss you today.” Thats what he’d always say. That fact that he missed her was true but he would also say it to prompt her to say it back. After all didn’t she miss him just as much?

“I missed you too!” Then she’d ramble about her day to him. Not noticing as his scowl as she talked about her friends since the second she’d look up at him he’d change it to a soft smile.

All you needed was each other and he firmly believed that. Maybe Tigres on the occasion when absolutely necessary but she was a cousin. You are his little sister.

“You need to distance yourself from them, it sounds like they are bad influences”

“That doesn’t sound very nice of them, I think you should stop talking to them.”

“A boy? You’re too young. They’ll old hurt you. Do you want to be hurt? Don’t you trust me?”

Those are just a few things he’d say to try and turn the favor back to him through gaslighting and guilt tripping. Of course it always worked. Y/N loved her older brother, she couldn’t not trust him.

With all of the cheating Coriolanus did to make Lucy Gray win it wasn’t that much of a surprise he was caught, at least to everyone else but him. He was too focused on winning that the idea of getting caught was child’s play.

Now they wanted to take him away from you. He simply couldn’t allow that to happen. The idea of not seeing you every minute was distressing to him but for 10 years as he is sent away to the districts? He would kill everyone in his path back to the capital.

So in order to prevent that he did what he does best, manipulate.

First of all he had to get Y/N.

~*~

Bursting into her room he saw her where she usually was, sitting at her desk coloring.

“Y/N!” He spoke urgently as he ran around to pack some clothes “Get ready. We need to leave.”

Y/N saw the panicked look on his face he tried to hide, making her panic about what was happening. Or course she wasn’t told about his treachery, he would murder whoever painted him in anything other than a perfect light to his little sister.

“What’s going on?”

“I’ll explain later, we are going away for awhile.”

“What about Tigres? Grand’mam?”

“They are staying here.”

She was in shock, leaving her family? Her young mine couldn’t process the fact even if she would be with her older brother. It was natural to be scared of change.

And this would change everything.

“I can’t leave them!” Coriolanus was delusional and would hope they would accept to leaving but he planned for the rare possibility of them not.

“Please don’t make me do this the hard way. You want to be with your older brother right? It’s the two of us against the world remember?” She nodded with tears in her eyes as she hugged her little tiger stuffed animal “I have to leave, and I’m not leaving without you. I love you.”

“But-but” Y/N began to stutter out but Corio knew he was losing a lot of time. So he grabbed some sleeping powder he found in Dr. Volumnia’s office and lightly blew it into her face as he caught her as she began to sway on her feet.

“What’s happening-“

“You’ll be okay I swear, we will be okay. We just need to go away for awhile.”

~*~

He somehow convinced everyone he came across that he was allowed to bring her with him. Sure it took some convincing for some but the way he could talk circles around people make them give in pretty quickly.

Then he paid the transfer worker money to send him to district 12.

In no way did he trust Lucy Gray with his little sister, but he didn’t want you to see him killing people nor did he want her left alone for any of those district people to get ahold of and poison her little mind. But he didn’t have a choice so he had to go to the person who is his only option. After all her oh so kind heart wouldn’t allow her to get hurt. That is if Lucy Gray was still alive.

When Y/N woke up she was in the arms of her brother as he brought her into his individual room in the barracks due to his higher standing.

“Where are we?”

“Welcome to district 12 my little snowflake. Nothing can get between us now.”

And he meant it. Even if it meant getting a few people killed along the way and sending his best friend to the hanging tree after he suggested she return back to the capital.

Snow Falls… in love

Part 1 ❄️

Yandere Coriolanus Snow x innocent!reader

Summary: an innocent girl from district 12 is Coriolanus Snow’s tribute. She wins the capitals heart through her love and kind eyes. Now he never wants to let her go, she was his tribute. At first it was admiration, but not it’s grown into something bigger. Love.

Word Count: 1.2k

Female Pronouns

Warnings: obsessive behavior, mentions of murder, normal hunger games warnings, self-deprecation

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Coriolanus Snow. He was the epitome of perfection. At least that’s what he wanted everyone to believe. His mismatched buttons and his wrinkled shirt gave little away to the unnoticed eyes of his peers, too caught up in their own fate of the prize.

That was before they announced there would be one more trial to determine the winner.

Being a mentor in the 10th annual hunger games.

As names went by and a student was assignment to them, groans were heard or the small smirks growing on the faces of the more burley tributes mentors.

Finally it was Corio’s turn, him receiving a small girl from district 12.

“I volunteer! I volunteer as tribute!” Echoed through the room, many staring in shock as volunteers were rare for obvious reasons.

They watched as the girl took the stage, her shoulders hunched and silent tears rushing down her face making her appear meek.

“A volunteer! Let me just say I am proud to be the one to get your name, which is…” the announcer spoke with egotistical glee

“Y/N L/N”

“And I see you know the name of the would be tribute, who were you volunteering for?”

“My little cousin.”

Corio’s heart scrunched at the thought of it being Tigress, admiring the girl for her bravery while the others around him laughed, thinking she stood no chance with a heart like hers.

That was the moment his obsession started. First it was centered around winning the money to provide for his family, as well as the namesake that came with it.

But now he couldn’t care less. Of course the money would be nice but it would mean nothing without her by his side for the rest of their lives.

He snuck into the train station to give her a simple rose. At least to him it was simple. To Y/N it meant everything.

Seeing her up close only solidified the feelings in his mind and heart. Vowing to himself to do whatever it takes to keep her alive in the arena.

Even when the two of them sat at the edge of the capital zoo. Her on one side of the bars while he reigned free on the other. Something she couldn’t help but wish for. Even then she would never regret saving her cousin.

Y/N shared the food with him, even when Corio, as she’d taken to calling him in her head as she was too afraid to call him it out loud, insisted she build up her strength. She never breathed a word about how she heard his stomach rumble and the glances he snuck. Instead Y/N passed him some of the food he brought, insisting her stomach couldn’t handle it, doing more harm than good.

Then came the day of exploring the arena, strategizing for the unpredictable day as much as possible. The two of them walked hand in hand.

When the cameras turned towards them, Y/N attempted to let go. She assumed Corio would as well, she was grateful for the comfort but surely it would cause him issues. After all Y/N was district.

Yet, his grip tightened, bordering painfully, and he insisted to stay connected.

She had no hope in surviving the arena, as she looked around there wasn’t strategies forming in her head about how to survive but the least painful ways of dying.

The universe seemingly heard her as the arena exploded, bomb after bomb, debris fell.

Tributes and mentors alike scattered to safety, some making a run for it as peacekeepers chased them.

Y/N had lost Corio’s hand in the ordeal. Frantically she looked through the dust and falling debris to hear his subtle cry for help as a pole pinned down his legs, proceeding to catch his jacket on fire. His blood mixing into the red jacket.

She collapsed in front of him as she pulled the pole off with all the strength she could muster. It was just enough to where he could get out from under it and so he did.

The back of his jacket stayed lit as she threw her mothers jacket onto his back, the only thing she had left of her mom and one she knew she would never see again.

Corio attempted to stand up as the fire was out, the burns and cuts felt like nothing as he watched as Y/N was ripped away from him by peacekeepers. She yelled for him but all he could do was watch before he lost consciousness.

When he awoke he was in the hospital, Tigress at his bedside along with his friend Sejanus. They asked questions about him but the only response that fell from his lips was…

“What happened to Y/N?”

The two didn’t respond, glancing at each other before motioning to the tv where she was seen walking onto the stage.

He stood as quickly as possible. Limping his way to the tv in his hospital gown.

Her eyes shined of innocence and heartbreak. For the situation of her looming death and the fact she had no idea of he was alive.

She had no special skills or ways to win over the audience. So she did what her mother taught her, be herself.

The other tributes used charm, strength, or humor to win over the capital. Donations slowly falling in. Y/N had herself, her shyness, her innocence, and her love.

She avoided the topic of the rebels and bombs but only spoke about wanting the best for Coriolanus Snow. After all if they wanted someone to root for, it wasn’t to be her, but him. To Y/N it was to speak about the person who saved her, emotionally over physically. But the capital formed connections through it, after all they wouldn’t see this aspiring young man as less than human like her meaning they would form an emotional connection, making his victory through her something too root for.

The genuineness shined in her eyes and the capital soaked it in. Sending in money faster than one could even count the previous number. Earning her the highest amount of donations, even tripling some of the other tributes.

He rushed to the zoo that night. Bandages still wrapped around his covered body. Making his way up to the bars he whispered Y/N’s name enough to make her hear it but not the other tributes. Luckily she laid awake thinking of his and her fates, quickly she rushed over to him.

“Corio!” She cried out softly, not even noticing that she called him the nickname she spoke but he did, causing an unnoticed smirk. After all that was what his family called him and soon you would be sharing his last name when his plans worked out.

They talked about how he was alive, as he held her face through the bars, catching the tears falling from her eyes.

They leaned closer and closer before their lips met. He was slow and passionate, trying to push his love through the kiss knowing he wouldn’t be able to say his true feelings out loud until he knew she was safe after the games.

Y/N pulled back for air, her cheeks blushing red from her first kiss.

With her reciprocation Coriolanus Snow knew he had to do everything he could to make her his, even if it meant bending a few rules.

After all Snow always falls on top.

Snow Falls… In Love?

Part 3 (Finale) ❄️

Yandere Coriolanus Snow x innocent!Reader

Female Pronouns

Word Count: 3.1k

Warnings: Obsessive Behavior, Manipulation, Yandere, Coriolanus Snow, Hunger Gamed typical warnings

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Part 1 Part 2 Part 3

Snow kept his promise. The day after the games ended he woke up next to Y/N as the sun shined in then from the window. He simply laid there and watched as she slept and the ride and fall of her chest. It meant she was alive and that’s all he ever wanted.

She began to stir and her eyes opened tiredly before peering up at the boy who didn’t even try and look away.

“Why are you staring at me? Is my hair that bad?” Y/N teased as she used her fingers to brush down her hair. She’d never woken up beside someone before so that little nagging thought in her mind wanted her to look presentable.

“You look as beautiful as ever.” He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. She blushed flustered. It was odd. Going from waking up in a dingy vent, fearing for her life every second as more and more people died. Now she was laying in bed with the boy she thought she loved, but it was hard to determine. After all, who wouldn’t grow some sort of appreciation for the one who saved their life?

“Oh I doubt it.”

They continued to go back and forth teasing each other, almost making the air in the room feel that much lighter. To outsiders it looked like a married couple. They got ready and cooked breakfast together in an apartment Corio rented just for her. It was all very domestic as they simply sat in each others presence talking about what the plans are for the future,

After receiving the prize money along with Y/N, they went out to the shops and bought her clothes and the apartment, both of which she greatly protested not wanting him to spend money on her but he ignored her.

Then he paid off all of the debt for the Snow estate so Tigres and Grand’mam wouldn’t have to move for as long as they both lived. Sure it was technically his but he figured he’d be spending more time with his soon-to-be wife before they'd move in.

Coriolanus was someone who always thought about the future and so he made plans. He wanted to be married as soon as possible. It didn’t matter how long they’d known each other but he loved her. He wasn’t going to let some stuck-up capital prick take her away from him.

He gave it a week.

Y/N and he went on dates and he showed her things she couldn’t ever dream of. Of course, it only brought up her admiration but now she knew she liked him if not loved him.

Life or death makes people do crazy things.

The kiss at the capital zoo was something she thought about constantly. Now that the looming figure of death wasn't influencing her every move, she had time to think about what it meant, as well as the fact he called her 'my love' in the arena. She doubted he even remembered the last part cause he had never brought it up since.

Y/N wanted to believe all of these dates meant something. Meant that they would someday be together. But to her, it seemed like false hope. After all, no one would approve of them nor would Corio deserve to be stuck with someone from the districts.

Y/N and him were in their practically shared apartment when he asked her to come to the living room.

"What is it Corio?" She asked as they sat down on the couch. He took her hand into his and made his features appear sad.

"The President sent a letter today...'' He trailed off to see her reaction which was immediately frightened giving him the cue to comfort her. "He wants to send you back to District 12 to show them the control of the games"

"No! I don't want to go back! There is nothing for me there. My family is dead, I had no friends, I can't go back to that. You are all I have Corio!" She blurted out the last part before covering her mouth as if it was some sort of crime. It only made Coriolanus love her more. After all, that's what he wanted. her reliance only on him.

"He gave an ultimatum" Y/N shook in fear at the idea. What would it be? Would she be forced into hurting more people? Would she be treated worse then she was in District 12? There seemed to be no way to win. But she finally asked what it was.

"You have to marry me" Her jaw dropped and she instantly turned red. "He wants someone to be watching over you, someone from the capital in order to ensure you don't 'embarrass them' as he said. We could try and find you someone else-"

"No. Please." Y/N begged, she did not want to be sent away nor did she want to be stuck with someone she did not love. "I don't want this for you Corio. You deserve someone with a higher standing. I can't help you get anywhere in the capital and we know it is all about connections and standing, to which I have neither. I'll go back, I love you Corio, but-"

Coriolanus froze at the admission. Sure he loved her with his entire heart. Y/N was his reason for living. She was his.

But he didn't know she fell for him just as he did her, even if it was at a lesser level.

He reached over and pulled her into his lap, her legs on either side of his as he put both hands on the side of her face to bring her closer.

"I love you Y/N. I could never imagine being with anyone else. I want you by my side for the rest of my life." He brought her close and kissed her gently to which she reciprocated. Both tried to put their emotions int the kiss once more but it felt different. Y/N did not know how to pinpoint the feeling.

So she agreed.

Coriolanus had never felt happier. He had the girl, the money, and the power.

But all that rises must fall at some point.

It was the day before their wedding. everything was planned out. Even Tigres made her a beautiful dress just waiting to be worn down the aisle.

Corio had been on his way back home to Y/N when he saw Sejanus go down an alleyway looking around hesitantly. So he followed him.

He was led to a door that was thin enough to hear through if someone tried hard enough and oh he did.

"I know a way out. It can get us out of Panem. If you just go north-" Sejanus was talking to an unknown voice. Coriolanus felt betrayed, he knew how much a sympathizer he was to the rebels but he never thought Sejanus would go as far as to abandon Panem. He grabbed a small recorder from his briefcase and slipped it under the door just enough to catch the information more clearly.

They seemed to be in a rush, not even bothering to check out the door if anyone was there. Nor glancing at the blinking red light.

Once he had enough information Coriolanus took it and ran out of the alley. Walking once he got out in order to not look suspicious.

He quickly went home, letting himself in as he heard Y/N cooking in the other room. The idea of seeing her and getting married the next day made him forget about the recorder sitting in his jacket pocket.

"Hello my love" He spoke as he walked in kissing her cheek. She blushed at the name but returned the greeting. Y/N was still getting used to the pet names and casual admissions of love. After that day on the couch determining they were to be married and they loved each other, he had changed. She noticed he was constantly checking in on her and telling her about how dangerous it was to go out without him. After all, they didn't love her like he did. They wouldn't understand what she had been through so they wouldn't treat her right.

He instilled all of these thoughts into her head and her fear of leaving the apartment alone increased by the sentence. Even when she woke up screaming from nightmares of dying or killing someone. He was right there comforting her, he could still see the kind and innocent glint that shined bright, the reason the capital loved her.

After all, she was what they could never be. They were too full of pride, gluttony, lust, and greed.

He asked her about her day, albeit their was not much to do around the apartment so she sketched.

"Could I see it?" He asked and her eyes lit up as he showed interest in something important to her but she shook her head "It's not done yet. How was your day?"

She successfully deterred him from her and he went on about his day, not including the aspect of Sejanus's 'betrayal'.

They finished their dinner and began getting ready for bed. Y/N still was not comfortable changing in the same room so she straightened up the living room.

Y/N spotted his blood-red suit coat sitting on the chair by the entry way and went to grab it to hang it up but as she did something fell out of the pocket.

She looked down and saw a.. box? It fell open on impact leavig a small recorder to fall out. She knew he carried one around to have in classes or whenever he was learning with Dr. Volumnia but he usually left it with his other materials.

Y/N bent down to pick it up, accidently pushing the 'play' button on the side. She was startled and attempted to turn it off when she heard what it was saying. The rebels. Leaving Panem. All of it.

Why would he have recorded this? She didn't know or at least she didn't want to believe it.

Turning the box around she saw "To Dr. Volumnia" Y/N knew of Coriolanus's loyalty to the Capital, he would never leave it. She knew he was working to design the Hunger Games and of course, a part of her broke at the idea. But, he always treated her like she was worth everything and she loved him.

He was planning to turn Sejanus, someone she met and determine she liked, in as a rebel.

Coriolanus Snow walked into the room, annoucing it was her turn to change and get ready when he saw what she was holding. His heart beat faster and his jaw clenched.

Of course it wasnt Y/N's failt, it was Sejanus's for putting him in this postion.

"Sweetheart?" He called softly as if she was a frightful animal.

"What were you going to do Coriolanus" Y/N spoke giving him a look of anguish.

"What is right."

"This is not right! Sejanus is your friend!"

Coriolanus scoffed at the idea of his 'friend' he was a traitor.

Although Corio supposes he should thank him, after all once he turns this in he will be praised and likely bring him and his love even higher up in the world.

"I don't need him." He walked over taking the box and recorder from her hands before returning it to his coat pocket.

Y/N rushed for the front door. The coldness in his voice scared her. He was willing to sacrifice his childhood friend for what? Power? Money? What she did know was that she did not want to be next on that list.

She pulled it open but a hand reached above her head, shutting it instantly before pushing her against it.

He held both of her wrists above her head as she struggled before growing tired. The adrenaline and anger are being replaced by fear and sadness.

"This is for us my love. When I give this to Dr. Volumnia she will tell everyone what I did for the Capital. How I saved it from the rebels and traitors that claimed to be one of us."

"But I am not one of you! My name is Y/N L/N, and I am from District 12. I hold no power with my last name nor do I have a fortune to sit behind. I am part of the Districts!" He kissed her harshly before he began to speak

"Sure right now you are, but tomorrow? We will be married, You will become Y/N Snow. An heiress to the Snow name and future First Lady of Panem."

Y/N scoffed as she looked at him defiantly. Of course she loved him, it wouldnt turn off in the blink of a eye. He was all she has ever known after being alone for so many years but he was foolish to think she would still marry him.

"I would rather be sent back to District 12, Hell even marry some stuck-up prick than marry you." Her words lacked venom which he picked up on but it only mildly dulled his anger.

His delusions of his love didnt allow him to be anger at her. After all, all of this was Senjanus's fault for corresponding with the rebels in the first place. It isnt Y/N's fault that her sweet mind was corrupted by those foolish rebels.

Still, He wouldn't reveal that the president wasn't forcing them to be married, why would he expose more secrets that are already laid to rest.

"You act as if you have a choice, my love. We will be married tomorrow Y/N Snow. This will all come to pass and we will be the happiest couple in Panem. I will give you everything you've ever desired. My love for you will never die Y/N."

Y/N struggled some more before he reached into his other pocket of the nearby coat. It held some powdered substance. He kept Y/N pushed against the door with his body before quickly opening the powder and blowing a small pinch in her face,

"What did you do?" She cried out, worried it was the same poison se used in the games. "Did you poison me?'

Coriolanus's face grew sympathetic as he put the powder away and picked her up bridal style as her muscles grew limp.

"Of course not my love. I would never hurt you. I'm sorry I worried you, This will just help you get some sleep. After all, we have a big day tomorrow." Y/N went to protest as she felt her eyes close and his grip around her loosened as she was laid in the bed. "Sweet dreams."

Meanwhile, he went and grabbed her sketchbook. He was curious about what she had spent the day drawing and he had nothing else to do before joining his dear fiancée in bed.

He opened it to see a drawing of the two of them, it was an almost photographic image of one of their dates when he took her on a picnic.

Coriolanus tore the page out and placed it in a frame, she claimed it was not finished but he had a feeling it was just cause she was embarrassed to show him.

Walking back to the bedroom he got into bed, kissing Y/N's forehead who was out like a light.

Knowing he would be getting what he dreamed of when he awoke the next day.

~*~

Y/N awoke the next day to Coriolanus out of the room. He sent stylists to help her get ready and had a few guards blocking the exit. The outside at that. He would not allow any men near her while she was getting ready. He didn't trust anyone's intentions, not even the women but someone had to get her ready, and Tigres would cave in an instant. He paid them to get her ready as they were assigned to ignore anything she said about leaving or not going through the wedding.

After all, he couldn't do it himself, it was bad luck to see his bride before the wedding.

After a lot of struggling Y/N figured it wasn't the stylists' fault. She vowed to not lose her values even now.

Then she was escorted to the wedding venue. No one was there to walk her down the aisle and nobody filled the seating area other than Tigres and his Grand'mam.

The officiator stood at the end of the path, white rose petals lining the surface leading her to snow himself.

Y/N walked herself up to the podium where Coriolanus took her hands in an inescapable grip but the poor girl had already succumbed herself to her fate.

She told herself it was because she was tired and there was no way she would get out of this.

But a part of her heart ruled her actions. Just wanting to stay by the man who seemed to love her so dearly that he couldn't stand being without her. She would never admit it.

Not even during their vows where he promised to love her for all of eternity. That she would be his forever.

Not as he slid a beautiful ring on her finger that seemed to be made just for her.

Not even when the question finally came after his own.

"Y/N L/N, do you take this man to be your husband, to live together in marriage in Panem, to love him, to honor him, to comfort him, and to keep him in sickness and in health, forsaking all others, for as long as you both shall live?"

Coriolanus gazed into her eyes, a look prompting her to say 'I do'.

A tear fell. For what she didn't know, A loss of freedom? or was it happiness to be married to the man she loved? Y/N felt as if she was forsaking her love and kindness, everything her mother wanted her to be, if she didn't try and fight back. But it was just so hard, she was tired of fighting.

"I do."

"I now pronounce you Mr. and Mrs. Snow, you may now kiss the bride."

Coriolanus didn't waste another second as he dipped Y/N lovingly. It was a kiss straight out of a romance novel. She kissed him back unknowingly and he knew right then she still loved him without any words needing to be said.

After all, Snow always lands on top.

~*~

Thank you guys for all the love of this story. I am hoping to do more Coriolanus x Reader in the future. After all once I see the movie again Tom Blythe will pull me right back in. I hope you all loved the ending and thank you again 💙

Also this is just an ironic fact but I didn’t do the word count in purpose.

The first part had 1k

The second has 2k

The third has 3k

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His Little Snowflake (Part 2) is becoming longer than expected and I have some ideas for it I haven’t even got to yet.

So time for a vote!

Here’s part 1 if you want to read it for you decision ❄️

Y’all I’m totally a hyper fixation writer, I’ll post a bunch about my current obsession then move on, which is a terrible habit (since I need to finish part three of my little snowflake) BUT to get back into writing I’m gonna write about my current fixation HAZBIN HOTEL/HELLUVA BOSS.

*Fair warning I don’t know if I did the characters justice with this one, kinda all over the place.

Let’s do some headcannons shall we?

Y!Lucifer x Fizzarolli’s sibling headcannon + short imagine

(+Platonic Fizzarolli)

~ You guys would meet at one of Ozzie’s many parties that I’m sure he hosts for all of hell’s rulers or prominent figure’s.

~It had been you and Fizzarolli against the world for a while. Ever since the explosion at the circus, you guys took to sticking together, rarely forming connections with anybody.

~He was the first to branch out, moving in with Asmodeus once they got together. He brought you along with him, of course he couldn’t leave his favorite person behind.

~ You still had your doubts, after all you had trusted Blitzø more than anyone (besides your brother)

~You did make up with him after he explained but the idea that miscommunication can make you hate someone you’ve known your entire life? Terrifying.

~Anyways, it was a pretty packed night at Ozzie’s. Everybody who was anybody showed up to make connections, meet up with friends, and have a little fun.

~You weren’t much of a party person which was pretty inconvenient for someone living in the Lust district of hell.

~ But Fizz had promised if you went to this you could choose the next activity (which would be something he absolutely hated meaning anything where he would have to sit still)

~ You had been walking around the rooms edges, observing the people more than partying yourself.

~ That’s when Lucifer walked in. Most of the crowd turned to look at him, because although he did reside in pride he was the King of Hell himself, fallen Angel, etcétera etcétera.

~He was nervous of course, he rarely left his castle let alone Pride. But, with him recently reconciling with Charlie, he figured he should reconcile with some old friends.

-Which led him straight to the leader of Lust himself.

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Lucifer walked over to the tall figure that was Asmodeus, who was more interested in making sure his boyfriend was having a goodnight compared to anything else, although he kept a occasional eye out for you, making sure no one was being invasive.

“H-Hey buddy!” Lucifer called out as he approached like a nervous child knowing they had screwed up and were about to be scolded.

Asmodeus turned to look at him, giving him a small glare before shooting up (not before holding onto his love tightly).

“Where have you been short king? Watching only you fight that asshole Adam on tv was the closest I’ve got to seeing you in years.” Asmodeus said as he approached the small man.

Lucifer chuckled nervously and rubbed the back of his neck shrugging, knowing that he didn’t have much of a reason other than his own anxiety.

“Oh you know been here and there, whose this?” He spoke before changing the subject, pointing at Fizzarolli who became slightly nervous. Of course he was always good at putting on a show but meeting the king of hell was as nerve wracking as it gets, he was half hoping that Striker would show up and take him out of the situation.

But he had no where to go.

“This is the absolute love of my life, Fizzarolli.” Asmodeus spoke, not even stuttering as he talked proudly about his love.

Fizzarolli waved albeit a little awkwardly but shook that off and forced himself to he confident, and what the best way to do that then bring his sibling to his side

“Y/N!!” He yelled as he saw them along the edge of the room drinking something as they looked at their watch counting the minutes until they could leave.

They looked up as they heard their brother’s voice and walked towards them, not noticing the King whose eyes were very close to turning into hearts.

His mouth was open a little and Asmodeus reached to close it with a small chuckle.

Lucifer had never seen someone like you before. Even Lilith couldn’t amount to your beauty. He felt something taking place in his heart, digging its roots in and refusing to leave. Albeit he didn’t want it to.

His eyes never left you as you got close and Fizz wrapped an arm around you, pulling you in. Lucifer looked at him mildly jealous before covering it up.

“This is Y/N, my sibling” He introduced theatrically, waving an arm in the air and bowing as if you weren’t blushing from embarrassment already.

Lucifer shook away his nervousness and unknowingly let out a sigh of relief that you guys were not together.

He held out a hand as a greeting. You put your hand in his expecting a hand shake, but he pulled it up to his lips and kissed your hand gently as you blushed.

“Lucifer Magne, pleasure to meet you, quite the pleasure.” He spoke with a sort a awe in his tone. You froze slightly, hearing the name calling of the king of hell come out of his mouth.

This was the king of hell?!

Of course you’d seen glimpses of him on tv but not enough to be able to pick him out of a crowd.

“O-Oh” you stuttered out as you bow nervously. He shook his head and gently lead you up.

“You don’t have to bow… I mean you’ll be royalty someday.” He muttered out the last part as if he didn’t just meet you. After all the obsession has set in and he didn’t want it or you to go anywhere.

Asmodeus and Fizzarolli shared a look, a small smirk mirrored between them at the sight of the two. After all they could feel the tension between them rolling off in waves, not fully grasping the distinct look in Lucifer’s eyes, as if he was itching to reach out and hold you.

“Why don’t you two go dance hmm? Get to know each other a little?” Asmodeus suggested in his smooth tone. Fizzarolli couldn’t tell if he wanted you to find someone or not. After all you have always been together, and yes he has someone, but if you did too, would you leave him and move in with them?

He was thinking over too much. Who’s to say you liked Lucifer? And even if you did get together you wouldn’t leave for awhile right?

Not if Lucifer had any choice in it. You’d be moved into pride by the end of the month.

And this was a New Year’s Eve party.