#sejanus plinth fluff

[murdrdocs]

Sej + just the tip 🫠🤧

But then like u don't even realize how far gone u are until he's splitting u open and he's like "yeah? you can take it can't you? just a little bit more for me?" the tip becomes ALL! OF! IT! and he's looking at himself in ur guts and pressing on ur stomach and watching his thick cock nudge ur cervix like damn✨

you’ve been considering having sex with sejanus for a while, but each time you thought you were ready you couldn’t help but back out. and of course, he’s been understanding, only proceeding with whatever you’re comfortable with without any complains.

but this time you’re ready, you want to take that extra step, and your pants are off and your panties have been pushed to the side to make you feel even more comfortable but then you catch sight of how big sejanus is and fear trickles down your body.

“sej, it’s too big. i can’t …” but he’s quick to soothe any worries.

“we can just do the tip, baby. that’s it. to get you used to it, yeah?”

and at first he does just do the tip, his head slipping in and stretching you out so well. it’s addicting, it feels fucking amazing, taking someone as big as him even if you’ve only taken a little. your hand is nestled in his grown out curls at the back of his head, the other digging into his bicep beside your ear, and sejanus has his face buried in the crook of your neck.

you’re both lost in the bliss, and you don’t know if he does it on purpose, but suddenly more than the tip is sheathed inside of you. maybe you’ve encouraged him without realizing, your hips likely to have ground against his and your knees digging into his side. no matter who initiated it, sejanus is splitting you open in a way that is more than you thought you could take.

you don’t even know if you can take anymore, surely nearing your end but there’s no way he’s nearing his. your nails dig into his bicep, you whine.

“sej, ‘s too much.”

he breathes deeply, pressing a kiss to your shoulder and pulling out a little. then, he decides against it, nestling the length he’d just removed and more back inside of your cunt.

“just a little more, honey. almost there. you can take it, right? you’re being so good for me. such a big girl, taking me like this.”

the feeling of it is so distracting, a steady glide in that produces a loving burn. by the time he starts rocking his length in and out of you in steady thrusts, you’ve gotten used to it. you take it, arching your back, unabashedly moaning out into the warm air.

sejanus encourages you throughout it, little praises of, “that’s it” and “there you go” keeping you tethered to him. you’re so far gone that you don’t notice how deep he’s in you, not until he presses a hand to your lower abdomen, alerting you of his depth.

“you feel that? hm? look,” he moves his chest back from yours to allow you to look down. and sure enough, you can see just the faintest outline of where sejanus is within you. or maybe you’re so fucked out that you’re imagining it. no matter the reality, the effect is no less profound, your hormones multiplying tenfold until you throw one of your legs up, attempting to get sejanus even deeper when you know it to be fruitless.

he still does what he can, taking your calf in his hand and pressing back to get himself deeper.

#sejsworld! #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth x you #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth fluff #celeste writes thg

[introcoryo]

— au where you’re reaped as sejanus plinth’s tribute from district 2, and he breaks into the arena to get his final goodbyes in.

coriolanus can see the brunette’s jaw tighten in his peripheral vision when highbottom announces that he’ll be mentoring one of the district 2 tributes. that tightness is followed by a deep, deep scowl when the reapings are aired, and your sweet, lamb-like face is shown on the now, sejanus notices, glaring screen. he has half a mind to storm out, but instead swallows thickly to fool his brain into thinking he’s calm and collected.

he remembers you, as if a remnant from a previous life. sejanus knows this is a shameful way of thinking. he’s no capitolite. they can throw as much money as they want at him, keep his stomach full and plump of steak and apple pie, give him the so called luxury of attending the academy, but he knows his name will metaphorically never leave that reaping bowl. for each year the hunger games have commenced, three names were picked from district 2. a boy’s, a girl’s, and sejanus’s. he is in that arena with them, although not physically. and that is what hurts him most. his name, although not verbally chosen and spoken into a microphone, is amongst that litter, and yet he has the privilege, like every capitolite, of leaving the arena every year when the victor is announced, when his fellow district 2 tributes do not have that option.

upon first greeting you at the capitol zoo, a stinging pang shoots through his throat. he has absolutely no idea how he’ll be able to mentor you without completely destroying himself in the process. it’s eating him up inside; this hope that the academy has indirectly forced you to place in him. how that hope, crushed, would leave as you, god forbid, would have to take your final breaths in that arena, with nothing to attach to that despair but sejanus’s face.

you’re timid at first. you too, remembered this familiar face. the big brown eyes, never dull of emotion. long, fluttering eyelashes. he’s much taller now, with curly hair that looks like raw hazelnut under the sun. with the way he’s looking at you, you figured he did not outgrow his tenderness. it was no look of pity, though, but a look of understanding. of sharing your fear, instead of accepting your fate. that made you feel a comfort you haven’t felt since standing in your district’s square.

after a few minutes of silence, of examining each other wordlessly, communicating with shared gazes, sejanus decides to speak up first, albeit everyone knowing it is his heart that speaks for him.

“i am so, so sorry for—”

he begins, but you stop him. there wasn’t a point to this, you think. unless he was the one who picked out your name specifically, why would he even feel the need to apologize? that certainly won’t change anything.

“it’s fine. it’s not your fault. i know, big elephant in the room, i’m behind bars at a zoo. the odds just weren’t in my favor. i’m not sure they will decide they like me later, either.”

sejanus clenches a hand around one of the steel bars at your pessimism, but how can he blame you? he has no hope himself, how could he even possibly think you would? he wishes he could effortlessly bend the barrier separating you two with his palms, grabbing you by the hand and running off somewhere else. somewhere safe. somewhere hopeful. he knows he can’t, and that leaves a shake in his voice as he chooses his next words delicately.

“i just… if there’s any way i could help you, guarantee that you would… walk out of there unharmed…”

“well, i saw the district 12 girl with her supposed mentor in here. inside the zoo. you’re mine, i assume? do what a mentor has to do. mentor me out… and some food won’t hurt, either.”

at the mention of that, sejanus’s face slightly lights up, and he reaches into his scarlet colored blazer pocket, taking out a wrapped napkin and handing it to you. you reach through the bars to take this mysterious item from him, fingers lingering just a bit, and unwrap it to find a sandwich, diagonally cut. you smile wistfully at the simple meal before you, this being the very first act of kindness you’ve been on the receiving end of since coming to the capitol. so much for hosting etiquette.

“thank you, sejanus, really… here,” you say in an unanticipated small voice, holding out one of the pieces.

the brunette freezes. you’re still kind. all of this, and you’re still kind. perhaps that’s all you’ll ever be. perhaps that’s what will be what dooms you in that arena. you will try to speak heart to heart, not sword to sword. he loathes that he’s thinking this way. he absolutely despises that he knows you will not be able to walk away from this without staining your hands red, but what has made a home in his chest is the miserable feeling of not knowing whether you’ll be able to do that. he’s district. he will forever be district, a vow he made at birth. but here he is, standing in front of you, free. here he is, handing you food as though you truly belonged in that zoo. he is everything you wished you could be in that moment, and yet you still decide to share your meal with him, despite the rumbling coming from your stomach. he wants to take it. wants to act like this is a normal picnic that you two are having together, but he knows you need that full sandwich. he knows you should take all you can get.

and so he declines politely. you begin to talk about the changes in district 2 since he’s left, and how life continued, yet everyone was stuck. sejanus emphasizes. he listens. but the dread has not left his system. he starts to think about how he’ll see you in another life if this one wasn’t enough. there’s so much time on the other side, and here it all feels like a constant countdown. never knowing if your time will be cut short. he mentally chastises himself; he needs to be optimistic. he needs to be here for you, now. he needs to think about the life you’ll have when he gets you out, not if. soon enough, you’ll believe it too.

to say that sejanus was a complete wreck watching you enter that arena would be an understatement. the cameras capture your soft features so well that you look displaced. lost. you shouldn’t be there, he thinks. no one should be there. the tears that built up in a split second blur his vision, and when the bell rings, he is there, running as a district 2 tribute.

sejanus watches as you take his advice, as you run and hide immediately, and he is kept at bay through at least that. he can’t lose it now. not when you’ve placed your entire life bare in his hands.

but sejanus is weak, too. he feels too much too often. his thoughts are frantic, and he finds himself in that arena the following night. the thumping in his chest intensifies as the voice at the entrance pleads him to enjoy the show, and he scoffs at that. he checked the cameras before coming, so he knows exactly where you are, and he’s so overwhelmed with the thought of seeing you that it doesn’t register that he has now, momentarily, taken the path he very well could’ve lived if he had not moved to the capitol. sejanus plinth, district 2 tribute.

light footed, he makes his way across the arena, and up the stands. he saw you come out of hiding when it was safe out, when most of the tributes were either asleep or in the tunnels, gathering a weapon or two from the cornucopia then settling on high ground. he figures you were startled once you heard the automatic greeting that played when he walked in, so he whispers your name.

he whispers it again. so delicately. laced with so much sweetness, it feels wrong to say it here.

and then a third time. the syllables now come out desperate. overwrought. he can’t leave without seeing you. touching you. it will break him.

“sejanus?” his ears perk up, and he looks around, frenzied, trying to distinguish the direction your voice came from. you peek out from one of the stands, and when you find those big, brown eyes looking back at you, you pick yourself up entirely and run to hold the man before you. the man who rushed into the possibility of death head on just to wrap his arms around you. he’ll face it all, just for that. oh how he wished you knew how badly he wanted to swap your places.

“you’re… but how? why? it’s dangerous here—” sejanus wastes no time, cupping your cheeks and diving in to kiss you. his hands are holding on to you for dear life, as if his knees will give out without the support. his eyebrows are knit together, focused on the feel of your lips on his. they’re dry, chapped, and cracked, but he doesn’t care. he swipes his tongue along your bottom lip to give you some relief, making a mental note to send you some water as soon as he leaves.

he kisses you until it hurts him. until his lips are swollen and red. until the way you’re tightening your hands on his broad shoulders feels as though it’ll leave bruises. when you break the kiss to breathe, he tries to take you all in. to memorize everything. he desperately needs a pen and paper right this moment so he could draw you as accurately as he can, lest his memory fails him later.

the automatic voice sounds again, and only you turn your attention to the entrance. slowly comes coriolanus snow, the district 12 girl’s mentor, and his eyes scan the arena before they land on yours. you nudge sejanus lightly to direct his gaze to his friend, but he wants more. he can’t leave now. he can’t leave you. not like this.

“it’s okay, sejanus. i’ll be okay. help from the outside, and we’ll see each other again in no time.” you whisper, a tiny bit unconvincingly, eyes glossy. “just take care of yourself, okay?”

sejanus’s lips quiver, and he too whispers. you don’t believe it’s because of the other tributes, but because if he were to speak normally, only a sob would come out.

“you are myself. please take care of me.” you glance down and nod at that, tasting the saltwater that came rushing down your cheek. he wipes the trail that settled along your face, and begrudgingly makes his way to the blond.

sejanus is motivated by the thought, the need, to get you out of there. no matter the methods he uses. no matter the consequences he faces. he has the resources to buy you more time, and he finds himself not above exploiting them.

#this was so long omg sorry #it’s 4am and i’m thinking about sejanus plinth #the hunger games #thg #tbosbas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth angst #sejanus plinth fluff #sejanus plinth imagine #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird

[bruisedboys]

sejanus plinth x fem!reader | sejanus is a helpless romantic, you’re totally shy under his affections, but he just can’t help himself!

implied shy!reader, coryo being a menace but in a playful way, sejanus being a tease, kissing, so much fluff!!!!

Coriolanus watches you and Sejanus with a look of mild disgust on his face.

“Ugh,” he says. “They’re gross.”

Lucy Gray laughs, up to her knees in the long, soft grass.

“Don’t be mean, Coriolanus,” she chides, digging her elbow into his ribs. “I think they’re cute.”

“Cute?” Coriolanus huffs, incredulous. “He looks like he’s about to eat her.”

Truth be told, Sejanus does look a bit like he wants to eat you. In the most romantic way possible, of course. You’re both sitting on the pier over the lake, and he’s got you in his lap, your knees caged on either side of his hips, his face so close to yours you’re almost kissing. He thumbs at your collarbone, fingers curled over your bare shoulder, hands warm on your sunkissed skin, gazing at you like you’ve been threaded with pure gold. The lake sloshes softly beneath you.

You peek over Sejanus’ shoulder, buzzing with fondness. “They’re looking at us.”

“Who?” Sejanus asks, distracted by the way you shudder under his touch. He thinks it’s sickeningly cute, how shy you are. “Coryo, huh? Don’t worry, honey. He’s just jealous.”

Honey? Heat creeps up your neck at an alarming rate. Any more of this and you’ll melt in a lovesick puddle. The pet name plays in your head over and over like a broken record. Honey, honey, honey.

“Jealous?” You ask breathlessly. You can’t seem to think straight when he’s got you this close. His hands on your skin, his thighs firm under yours. You glance over his shoulder again, self conscious.

“Mhm.” Sejanus brings a hand to your jaw and tilts your head in his direction with two fingers, forcing your gaze away from your friends. “‘Cause you’re so pretty,” he explains, voice like melted sugar. “And I’ve got you all to myself.”

You fear you’ll go up in flames. You hide your burning face by dropping it to his shoulder, shy and so so in love with him. Sejanus laughs softly, soaked through in fondness, and rubs your back with a big warm hand. Your spaghetti strap top means his palm graces a slice of exposed skin at the top of your back, and pleasured goosebumps erupt in his wake.

“I’m sorry, that was a bit much, wasn’t it?” He murmurs, his mouth ghosting your ear, so close he’s almost kissing it. He sweeps his hand up your back and then down again. “C’mon, come back out. I want to look at you.”

He pulls back slightly and gets a hand under your chin to encourage you up. You’re putty in his hands, surprising yourself at how quickly you oblige, how quick you are to do what he wants. He waits patiently for you to meet his gaze and once you do, you find your own feelings of overbearing fondness reflected back at you. His pretty eyes are pools of love, the honey sun painting them the colour of browned butter. You like him so much you could suffocate in it.

Sejanus grins at you, cheeks dimpling. He tucks some of your hair behind your ear.

“Can I kiss you?” He asks softly. His hand lingers at your throat.

“Yeah,” you nod, breathless and much too eager but you can’t bring yourself to care. “You don’t have to ask, Sej.”

Sejanus hums before capturing your mouth in a swift kiss. You breathe him in and curl your hand around his neck, breathing in his scent of pine and firewood, something sweeter, like caramel. Your fingers brush over the short hair at the nape of his neck. He’s told you he used to have curly hair, and as much as you like imagining him with his curls, you like his buzzed hair just as much. He’s so handsome he doesn’t need curls, anyway.

Sejanus brings his hand to your waist and tugs you closer, desperate and greedy but never rough. You go happily, kissing him back with as much earnest as you can manage, pushing up onto your knees in your desperation to be closer still. You get lost, forget where you are, like you tend to do when you’re with Sejanus.

Meanwhile, Coriolanus is fake gagging into the grass.

“You agree that’s a bit excessive, right?” He asks Lucy Gray.

Lucy Gray just rolls her eyes. “You’re dramatic. They’re in love.”

Coryo scoffs. “Couldn’t they be in love somewhere else?”

Lucy Gray watches as you pull away from Sejanus and start giggling like a lovesick fool, while he tries to coax you back into another kiss.

No, she thinks. Not gonna happen.

#★ mal writes! #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth x you #sejanus plinth x y/n #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #sejanus plinth blurb #sejanus plinth drabble #sejanus plinth imagine #sejanus plinth fluff #sejanus plinth oneshot #sejanus plinth fanfiction #thg #thg x reader #thg x you #thg fanfiction #tbosas #tbosas x reader #tbosas x you #tbosas fanfiction #tbosas sejanus

[spideyhexx]

Sej is the type of guy to hold your face in his hands while he makes love to you😵‍💫😵‍💫 + wiping your overstim tears while he kisses your forehead

NO CAUSE

mdni

“C’mon baby, I got you. Eyes on me, okay?”

And his hands are holding your face tight, his thumbs wiping your tears as his hips thrust into you. He’s got one of those lazy, blissed out smiles on his face already.

Sej knows he’s close and you’re so close, he’s already feeling the after effects. He’d kiss your lips as you moan for him, then your nose, trailing kisses up the bridge of it till he reaches your forehead, “my sweet honey,” he mumbles, pressing his own forehead to yours as his hips rut into you faster.

And despite his pace, despite the obvious and desperate need he has for you, Sej still feels so gentle. He kisses your tears, his lips locking onto yours when he feels his release, making sure you feel the noises he’s gonna make for you.

Not just hear them, feel them.

Sej would feel you squeeze around him as your orgasm overtakes you and he’s muttering, “that’s my girl, there it is,” and as soon as he’s finished, he’s kissing all over your face and holding you as close to his body as he can.

let’s chat about sej, here :)

#sejanusasks #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth imagine #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth fanfiction #sejanus plinth fluff #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth x you #sejanus x reader #sejanus smut #sejanus x you #sejanus imagine

[phefics]

Hey! I don’t know if you’ve done this before but the hunger games boys reacting to the reader saying “I love you” for the first time, I think it’ll be so cute<3

peeta definitely said it first — we know he is the king of love confessions!! so when you say it back, he is so excited!! he gets this goofy smile, probably blushes a little, and hugs you super tight before kissing you.

gale grins like a dumbass. he doesn’t struggle to say it back, but he would be nervous to say it first, so he is just glad you did it first. he’d pull you in for a huge kiss before saying it back.

finnick is a little taken aback, but doesn’t hesitate to say it back. he struggles with the idea that you really love him sometimes, so hearing it is a shock but also really solidifies his confidence in your relationship. picks you up and spins you around with a movie-quality kiss.

coriolanus hesitates, even if he really does love you back. love is a weakness in his eyes, and he doesn’t do weakness. but he wants you by his side, whether it’s for clout, sex, or genuine love, and so he’ll put on his most charming smile and say it back, even if he doesn’t mean it.

sejanus is just, like, so giddy — like, grinning, practically dancing where he stands, hugging you so tight as he says it back, then asks you to say it again, and again, kissing you in between each declaration.

#💌 𝐈𝐍𝐁𝐎𝐗. #peeta mellark x reader #peeta mellark fluff #peeta mellark #gale hawthorne fluff #gale hawthorne x reader #gale hawthorne #finnick odair x reader #finnick odair fluff #finnick odair #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow #coriolanus snow fluff #sejanus plinth fluff #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth #thg hcs #the hunger games #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #ophelia’s hcs

[tinfairies]

Sej is the kind of man to drop to his knees and bury his face into your stomach when he's upset.

No words, he's just suddenly on his knees, headbutting your stomach gently like the sweetest tomcat in the world. He'd reach his hands up to hold your hands or rest them on your waist.

Sej will even look up at you with his gorgeous wet brown eyes, poor baby is on the verge of tears and he's just begging for affection.

Sejanus is not a golden retriever boyfriend. He is a brown tabby cat boyfriend and those that own brown tabbies will understand immediately

#tin talks #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth fluff #tbosas #tbosas x reader #Fluff #the ballad of songbirds and snakes

[topperscumslut]

Kiss Me With Your Eyes Closed (Sejanus Plinth x Reader)

Summary: (Y/N) is the victor of the 9th Hunger Games and the beloved girlfriend of Coriolanus Snow, though she’s secretly in love with his best friend (in this au the hunger games progressed more quickly, for example mentors were already present before the 10th games etc etc). title inspired by Hot Freaks’ Puppy Princess!

Warnings: not much rlly tbh, a wee bit of angst but mostly FLUFFY FLUFFFFF. might write a smutty sequel if this does well (or just if i feel like it lol) but even then it would be more fluffy smut, like sweet love making rather than getting absolutely railed lmao yk? (i probably will so stay tuned if u like this and lmk if u wanna be tagged!)

spoiler free apart from references to coriolanus x lucy gray!!

ok actually it is a pretty good amount of angst nvm lmao

Word count: 2k

You sigh as you run your fingers over the tattered poster, so shiny and new only a year before, reading the now barely legible words. (Y/N) (L/N) Victory Tour, In Honor of the 9th Hunger Games, Arriving Soon in Your District. You remember your victory tour all too well. Despite the traumas you had endured as a victor, you’re grateful for how far you’ve come. Sure, you still have nightmares of your games every now and again, yet even still you have the best fate a girl from District 3 could ever hope for - you had fallen in love with a boy from the Capitol.

From an outsider’s perspective, it was the perfect love story. A doomed romance from the beginning; star crossed lovers, one might say, a Capitol boy and a District girl. When you had arrived at the Capitol for the 9th Hunger Games, near certain you had no chance of winning, your dashing mentor Coriolanus Snow had immediately taken a liking to you. He took you under his wing and coached you through your games, and when you had miraculously emerged victorious and returned to the Capitol, he decided that he wanted you for his own, and who were you to say no? Not even a few weeks before, you were just another girl from District 3, completely unknown, barely scraping by. Now you had been thrust suddenly into a lavish lifestyle with a handsome suitor to boot, adored by all of Panem; the nation’s sweetheart. After your games, you could have left it all behind. Sure, you would never be granted total anonymity being a victor, but you could have gone back to your beaten down home in District 3 and lived a relatively quiet life. After all, it’s not like the Snows had the finances to buy your freedom from your district and turn you into a full fledged Capitol citizen.

But the Plinths did.

You never particularly enjoyed Strabo Plinth as a person, but you couldn’t help but be grateful to him for what he had done for you. You had, however, immediately taken a liking to his caring wife, as well as his juxtaposition of a son, Sejanus, who clearly took more after his mother. In contrast to your rugged, analytical lover, Sejanus was gentle, complex. The two of you had become fast friends while Coriolanus had helped you prepare for the games.

And so before you knew it, this was your new life. At first you were anxious, concerned that your becoming a Capitol citizen and Coriolanus associating so intimately with a girl from the Districts would be seen as an act of rebellion and put you both in danger. However Coriolanus assured you that the nation loved you, both as an individual and as a couple. Sure, it was unexpected, yeah, it broke the (admittedly unwritten) rules, but that’s what made it oh-so fun to watch. Because at the end of the day, the games weren’t a competition - they were a show, and everyone loved an underdog.

There was only one minor flaw. You had fallen in love with a boy from the Capitol, yes, but it wasn’t the one you had so publicly given your heart to.

Your relationship with Coriolanus was practical, and that was about the only positive thing you could truthfully say about it. Neither of you were particularly wealthy or powerful individually, but together, you had potential. If you could keep all of Panem tuned in to your epic love story, you could almost certainly ensure mutual survival. You offered Coriolanus the opportunity to be known as not only a mentor to a victor, but a lover as well. And though nearly a year later his eyes had started to wander, the dapper blond had been quite infatuated with you when the courtship had begun, and Coriolanus was notoriously possessive. While his family was in the midst of financial hardship at the current moment, becoming a Capitol resident gave you the opportunity to get by still much more comfortably than you had in your impoverished home district. And who knew what volatility Coriolanus was capable of if you had rejected his advances? You had been coaxed into this very moment and had no other option but to grin and bear it. After all, all the girls you knew back home would kill to be in your position. A handsome sweetheart, financial stability courtesy of the Plinths, and the whole country all but worshiping you. Coriolanus Snow had offered you not only fame and fortune, but more importantly, security. Safety, in return for your undying affection.

Coriolanus was sweet at first. Charming, for sure. He was certainly attractive, yet he had never really had much of an effect on you. Maybe it was simply intuition. Or maybe it was the fact that he could never compare to his best friend, Sejanus Plinth.

Kind, pure Sejanus. The type of boy that, unlike Coriolanus Snow, truly made your head spin. The chemistry between you and Sejanus was unspoken, yet undeniable. However, you had already reluctantly sworn yourself to Coriolanus, and knew running off with his best friend would certainly put both you and your not so secret admirer in a treacherous situation. Sejanus Plinth was a risk you simply couldn’t afford to take.

What stung the most was that in any other situation, it could have worked. Sejanus was certainly more wealthy and influential than Coriolanus, not that that was what truly mattered to you. If you had been just a bit more fortunate, you could have had the boy you truly loved as your mentor and still have the same security and more that you were now so gracefully granted, if you had simply found your way to Sejanus before Coriolanus had set his sights on you and claimed you as his own. But unfortunately for you, your current romantic relationship was one built upon the grounds of survival rather than love.

If you were fully honest with yourself, you never truly loved Coriolanus - well, not romantically, at least. There was once a time where you had loved him as a dear friend, but in the time you had known him, he had become cruel and vitriolic. You knew from the start that he had always had it in him to become this way, though you had always naively hoped that he wouldn’t, that he would control himself, but the poison within his soul had soon taken over his cold, uncaring heart. He had become hardened by the misfortune of his family and gradually more complaisant in the ways of the Capitol, as well as secretly resentful of the great fortune of his supposed best friend and honorary brother Sejanus.

Now just over a year since you had met, the 10th Hunger Games were nearing to start. You had heard the whispers of Coriolanus sneaking around with his newest mentee, your replacement in more ways than one, Lucy Gray Baird; however it never bothered you. Lucy Gray knew that your relationship with Coriolanus was nothing more than a facade, and the two of you had become unlikely friends. You weren’t sure just how much of his affections for Lucy Gray were genuine, or how much was motivated by a desire to flatter her in an attempt to gain another victor to further his own career. Though Coriolanus’s mood was recently heightened by his new lover, he was still resentful of being assigned such an impoverished district for two years in a row and was prone to fits of rage over this perceived insult. While your home of District 3 was never much of a spectacle, Lucy Gray’s District 12 was miraculously even more down trodden, the poorest district of them all. You couldn’t help but wonder if this assignment was actually made to compliment Coriolanus, to show that if he could made a diamond in the rough out of you, that perhaps he could do the same for Lucy Gray.

As you sit alone in Coriolanus’s bed, still running your fingers gingerly along the photograph, you hear a knock at the door.

“Sejanus?”

“Oh, hey. Is Coryo around?”

You shake your head. “He’s out right now.”

Sejanus’s jaw tightens at your response. “With her?”

You nod unenthusiastically and can see the disgust and anger wash over his face as he makes his way over to you.

“It’s not her fault, Sejanus. She’s actually really sweet.”

He sits down on the bed next to you, careful to leave enough space between the two of you as to not make you uncomfortable. “I know it’s not. It’s his. Does it really not bother you at all?”

“Not particularly.”

He chuckles to himself. “You’re better than me, (Y/N). I don’t know how you put up with it. If I truly loved someone, it would kill me to see them with someone else.” He’s subtle, but you can tell exactly what he’s implying.

“Well good thing I don’t have to see it.”

“Fair enough.”

Sejanus looks sympathetically at you for a second, blissfully unaware that his kind, beautiful brown eyes are making you melt, before noticing the poster in your hand.

“Is that-”

“Yep.” You shiver, remembering your games, the things you saw… “I don’t think it ever occurred to him, the things I had to do in there.”

“It occurred to me.” He gently places his shaky hand on your knee, carefully surveying your expression to make sure you’re okay with the contact, to which you nod slightly, nearly involuntarily. “Look, I’ll say it since no one else in this screwed up place will, I’m sorry you had to go through that.”

You bite your lip, feeling butterflies in your stomach once again as he gives you that look and it takes everything in you not to lean in and kiss him right then and there. Your boyfriend could come home any moment, after all, and you quickly compose yourself, breaking Sejanus’s gaze. “It’s okay. I won. It’s the Hunger Games. It’s an honor.”

He inches carefully closer to you before speaking up again, his deep voice barely above a whisper. “(Y/N), you don’t have to pretend around me.”

You shake your head in denial. “I’m not pretending.”

“Then why haven’t I seen that light in your eyes that I love so much since you’ve left the arena? Why don’t you care that he’s always off with Lucy Gray? Why are the rules different for you than they are for him?”

And suddenly it hits you all at once. Sejanus is right. If Coriolanus is sneaking around with your friend everyday, even when they aren’t training, then what’s to stop you from doing the same to him? What do you owe him when all he’s ever done is keep you like a bird in a cage?

You don’t stop yourself, you don’t even think as you lean in and kiss Sejanus. He gets over the initial shock quickly and melts into it, cradling your body in his arms and pulling you in by the small of your back. You both pull away at the same time, not quite sure what’s gotten into you, but whatever it is, you like it.

“Coriolanus has never kissed me like that.”

“Go figure.”

His nerves kick in once again as he starts to stutter an apology before you shut him up by kissing him softly again.

“Since I first got to the Capitol… Sejanus, nothing here has felt right, except for you.”

“I could say the same about you,” he muses as he leans in once again, kissing you slow, both of you pretending the moment could last forever. If only…

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[st0nesnglitter]

sejanus aftercare NEOWWWW pls <3

No because he’d be so sweet 😭

First of all, if he said even a slightly degrading word or slapped you in any way he’d make sure you knew it was part of the act. He’ll rub soothing circles over your butt or whisper softly how you’re not a slut or dirty in any way.

Second of all, he’d be the master of comfort meals. Modern!au he’d definitely take you to your favorite drive-thru and get you whatever you wanted, he’d put the whole Plinth fortune on your order if that was necessary.

Side-note but Sejanus definitely makes the best sandwiches. And the best grilled cheeses. So the two of you’ll sneak down to the kitchen, your legs very shaky, to make a load of food to then sneak back up to his room.

Basically: Sejanus would make sure you’re well-fed, well loved and happy <333

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[missthirsty]

[SP] Being in a Relationship with Him

Being able to call Sejanus your boyfriend is such a life accomplishment. 

He’s the epitome of a gentleman, always extremely attentive and caring towards you. He’s always trying to be respectful about you and your boundaries, protecting you from anything that makes you uncomfortable. 

He constantly defends you from malicious comments from classmates, effectively shutting them up when they start mocking you. Sometimes Sejanus feels guilty, sensing that maybe they enjoy picking on you because you’re dating him - a previous district resident. 

Sejanus is an often presence at your house, opting to stay in the sitting room or the library as you both study, despite your claims that your room would be more comfortable.

He’d hate for your parents to have the wrong assumption about him, so he prefers not to offer them any reason to dislike him. 

He wins the future best son-in-law award, always complimenting your mom about the smallest details and keeping up a polite conversation with your father. Never coming to your house empty-handed, always carrying a goodie to present your mother with. 

Sejanus enjoys keeping you company. He doesn’t mind when you drag him to shopping hauls or to exquisite social parties that your family hosts, even if they aren’t his favorite places. He cherishes every moment of your company, being around you as any good boyfriend would. 

I feel like Sejanus would be a bit reserved when it comes to PDA, preferring to show his affection by keeping his hand on your back or by being attentive. But it doesn't happen that occasional public kisses never happen. They do - short but reassuring kisses that make your belly flutter. 

Sejanus is the type of boyfriend you know you can count on for everything. He is always ready to listen to your problems, which leads to him worrying even more than you do.

He’s not someone who’ll forget about important dates - your birthday, the anniversary of your relationship, your parent’s birthdays, etc. So you don’t have to worry about him forgetting anything. It’s more likely for you to forget a date than Sejanus. 

Sejanus would definitely buy you a piece of jewelry - something simple but elegant at the same time - something to remind you of him. Maybe a pretty necklace or a bracelet with his initials. 

That way he’s always there with you.

If you liked this, please make sure to like, comment and reblog! Means the world to me 💖

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[writeslikeanaria]

we need literally ANYTHING with sejanus plinth pls 🙏🙏🙏

but if you actually need ideas, maybe something with sej being pissed/angry bc of people at the academy, and taking it out on reader (by fucking her) so like kindly mean, angry, cocky sejanus, not necessarily degrading and with some sweet aftercare at the end? <3

sejanus plinth was normally a sweetheart. (18+ smut)

(requests are open)

kind, doting, and a gentleman, always holding your hand with the upmost care. whether it be with one hand behind your back, carefully guiding you through the winding, busy halls of the academy, or enclosed with yours as you lay on your back, legs spread wide for him as he makes love to you with the softest smile.

he was so passive. never finding himself angered or frustrated with anything to do with you. you were his angel, his shining star, his beautiful doll.

which is why when the rumours started about you and him, sejanus didn’t know how to control what he was feeling. it started with a couple a heated kisses in the library, where your back was pressed against the shelves, sej’s hand caressing your side. his lips slotted together perfectly with yours, passion brewing with every swipe of his tongue against yours. in his mind, it was innocent.

according to the people that saw, it was anything but.

sej was getting sick of what his classmate spoke about you behind your back.

“desperate capital slut.”

“whore for the pathetic district boy.”

“loose, deranged harlot.”

sejanus was so confused with the negative feelings building within him. the urge to punch a hole deep within the white, plastered walls. the need to grab someone by their throat and throw them against the ground. his wrath was overwhelming.

and it was all because of you. perfect, innocent you. you had no idea what your snide classmates were gossiping about behind your back, sallowing your good name, and rewriting your reputation with disgusting, cruel comments, that were just untrue.

it’s why sejanus felt the need to take this out on you.

back home, in the quiet privacy of your own bedroom, dressed to the nines in dainty, pink ribbons and lace piled up the walls, sejanus didn’t make love to you like usual.

your school skirt was still on your body, just flipped upwards, panties moved to the side, as sejanus mouthed at your innocent cunt. you were bent over your vanity, pressed down so hard your breasts were spilling out of their bra cups, and wriggling around with more pleasure than you had ever felt.

sej’s expert tongue was working wonders on you. curling deep inside, he lapped like a mutt at your puffy lips, trying to get his fix on as much of your juices as possible. sweated beaded along his forehead, dampening his soft, brune curls, but he could not care less, as he nose smelt the sweetness of your pussy.

he pulled back and spat against your cunt, watching as you recoiled with a high pitched moan, back arching off the table in the most delectable way. “yeah, you like that?”

you mewled pathetically, words barely able to escape your lips, bruised from the fervent kissing that started this escapade. “yes– so good, sej.”

sejanus smirked, standing up from behind you, and pulling his pants down, revealing his hardened, straining cock. “it’s going to get even better, i promise.” you couldn’t see it, but you could feel it, the thick girth pressed against your thigh.

“need it, need it so bad.” you whined, scratching at your vanity with a zealous need. “please, i want you now.”

he didn’t even have to ask you to beg, your needy self being taken over with an eager little whore. sej laughed to himself in his mind, his thoughts trailing to what his cruel classmates would say about you if they saw you now.

but sejanus had better things to do. pressing his length inside, he wrapped one arm around you hip, to rub tight circles on your throbbing clit, and another hand leaned over to your throat, not exactly choking you, but holding you still as he started pounding against you, watching as all your trinkets shook with the power of his thrusts.

you were moaning uncontrollably, totally unaware of the fact that anyone else in this house could hear you. your sense were alight with pleasure, your feeling of pure bliss building with every thrust. you were obsessed with the way sejanus was fucking you, completely new, exceedingly welcome. you reached your hand behind you and latched onto sejanus’ curls, pulling him in closer.

“faster, sej–” you moaned at a particularly rough thrust. “faster.”

“this is exactly what you needed, isn’t it?” sejanus’ ego was being inflated by every sound, every groan, every sound of pleasure you made. he had no idea he could even make you feel like this. “just needed the rougher treatment. just needed to be bent over a used.”

you cried out at his words. “yes!” your cunt clenched around his, orgasm building as his fingers rubbed faster at your pulsing pearl. “needed it so bad, thank you, thank you—”

you were cut off by the blinding light of your orgasm, washing over you like a crashing wave, not used to the most overpowering feeling. your cunt was so tightly clenched around sej’s cock that he released at the same time as you, filling you up completely with his spurts of cum, sighing as he laid down against your back.

after you had both come down from your highs, you started whining at the overstimulation, and sejanus got the message, slowing pulling out of your weeping cunt, and relishing at the thick drops of release oozing out. he chuckled to him, scooping the falling liquid into his fingers and pushing back inside.

“stay right there.” he leaned over to your ear, pressing kisses to your neck. you sighed, slumping against the floor as sejanus ran into the bathroom, emerging seconds later with a damp cloth.

cleaning you up was much softer than the previous activities. sej had you between his legs, wiping at all the cum and sweated that accumulated on your skin, whispering nothing but gentle compliments and apologises.

you giggled sweetly. “don’t apologise, i loved it.” you paused though, thinking of how to say the right thing next. “sej… are you okay?”

sejanus’ hands paused as his breathing stopped for a short moment. after a thought, he leant down, taking your head in his hand and turning it towards his face, pressing a soft kiss against your lips.

“i am now.”

—

thank you for requesting ! first time writing for my good boy sejanus. sweet boy. love that guy.

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[inkluvs]

so obsessed w the idea of sej being like a puppy at ur heels <3 he has ur waterbottle and ur keys and ur bags and he’s open to carrying more if u want him to <3

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[murdrdocs]

you and sejanus try to get coriolanus to cuddle with you guys. usually he leaves, saying that he doesn't need to stay. cuddling isn't his "thing" (in reality, he goes to the next room and proceeds to lie awake about how sejanus is holding you and he isn't all bc of his stupid ego) but one night you two don't let up. sejanus holding his arm so he can't run off while you curl into his side. giving him puppy dog eyes about how you just want to be sandwiched between them and stay warm all night.

at first, you fully expected tonight to unfold similarly to the nights in the past.

coriolanus pulled out and laid on his back beside you, sejanus left to grab a towel to clean all of you up, and in the meantime, you expected coriolanus to slip his clothes on and leave through the door just as sejanus would attempt to come back. which would leave sejanus and you to pitifully attempt to convince coriolanus to stay, but he would continue on with a small dismissal.

but tonight is different. instead, coriolanus lingers. he catches his breath as you do, your shoulders brushing with each inhale. your hand lays on the mattress, and coriolanus takes his hand away from his abdomen and places it beside yours, only a few inches between them. it feels weirdly intimate, but you convince yourself that in just a little while, probably by the time sejanus is back, coriolanus will be stood and half clothed at least.

yet, sejanus enters the room and coriolanus is still there. he catches the towel that sejanus throws to him once he'd gently cleaned up your inner thighs, and both of you watch as he cleans himself off. by this point, sejanus has curled up behind you, him now wearing a pair of boxers while you wear sejanus' shirt.

"are you staying with us tonight?" you speak lazily, sleep already attempting to meet you.

coriolanus hesitates. he sits up, throwing his feet off the edge of the bed. "i ... i shouldn't. we have to be up early in the morning and––"

sejanus is quick to interrupt. "no earlier than usual. i always make it, don't i?"

you see coriolanus take a deep breath, and you take the chance to shimmy forward and wrap an arm around his abdomen, attempting to urge him to lay back. shockingly, he lets you maneuver him, his body pliant despite the obvious muscles on him. he throws a look your way once he's laid beside you once more, and you catch his eyes fluttering shut just before you cuddle up beside him.

you're only allowed the comfort of coriolanus snow's warmth for less than a minute before he's attempting to leave again. your heart thuds painfully behind your chest, your mood turns sour, and you instead curl up against sejanus' chest. the other boy thrusts an arm out, wrapping it around coriolanus' forearm before he can completely leave the bed.

"what don’t you stay, coriolanus? we want you to stay."

coriolanus looks between you two, then his pink lips curl into a smile. "i am. i just don't want to sit here completely naked for much longer."

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[introcoryo]

— suggestive themes, religious allusions.

sejanus plinth makes love as though he’s praying; practicing a religion he has thoroughly devoted himself to. a religion where you’re the sole deity, and he’s willing to give himself up, his own body autonomy, his vulnerability, as an offering.

sejanus knows wiser than most that a god won’t save anybody now, especially the districts, but his mind becomes clouded and dizzy with belief when he inhales your nectar-like scent and captures your ambrosia flavored lips between his.

first comes adoration. he leaves kisses along the side of your neck with a pleading, whining mantra of ‘please’s, asking permission to worship you. to bask in you. to prove his loyalty.

you don’t need to utter a word, just digging your fingers in his brunette curls is enough gospel and clarity to him.

and so comes confession. he proceeds with his ritual, hands gentle, light, but slow. sejanus is not the type to rush his prayers. he knows the more time he spends on his knees, the more rewards he’ll earn. the more he confesses his sins over and over again to you, the cleaner he’ll become. ridding himself of all his thoughts and letting himself become one with you was his momentary salvation.

then, thanksgiving. when he’s on the verge of losing himself in the feeling of your warmth and mercy, he begins to thank you incessantly. he blathers on about his gratitude, tears forming in his eyes, holding you so tight that his knuckles turn white.

and finally, his supplication also comes in white. as he halts his movements and pants in your ear, he feels rejuvenated again. full of hope. sejanus has given himself to you entirely and wholly, offered up his most primal gift, and he prays and prays to you for the day of deliverance.

#i might expand on this another time #but thg x religious themes mmm #the hunger games #thg #tbosbas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth smut #coriolanus snow #lucy gray baird #sejanus plinth imagine #sejanus plinth fluff

[bruisedboys]

sejanus plinth is the type of boyfriend to get carried away during a makeout session and accidentally give you a bunch of love bites all over your neck — and then the next morning he sees them, feels bad, and offers to cover them up for you before you leave for the academy. he’s all “I’m sorry, sweetheart, I didn’t mean to make them so obvious. where’s your concealer?” with his adorable pout and puppy eyes, while you’re just giggling to yourself because you actually kind of love when he marks you up like this, and you wouldn’t mind people seeing them as much as he thinks <3

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[spideyhexx]

sejanus gives the best cuddles like he will try to lay on top of you and he’s so warm and soft and UGHHHH (i’m touch starved)

no cause

He’d be so silly like you’re just laying in bed on your tummy and reading, your book sat nicely on your pillow and he gets back from the shower, changes into his comfiest clothes.

When he kneels on the bed, you assume he’d just take his normal spot next to you but nope, Sejanus rolls over and lays directly on top of you, snaking his arms underneath your body to hug you to him while all of his weight is on top of you, his head nuzzling against the back of your shoulder. “Sejanus,” you warn, not wanting to be bothered from your reading, but you couldn’t help the smile that comes to your lips.

“don’t you worry about me, ‘m gonna lay here for a bit,” he coos almost, his voice like pure, sweet honey as he plants a kiss to your shoulder. And he’d be good! He’d lay still, just holding you, occasionally squeezing you. He’d rub his nose against you and give you little kisses wherever he can reach and before you know it, he’s grabbing your book and pushing it aside-

AND YOUD WHINE ABOUT IT AND ON INSTINCT HE REACHES HIS HAND UP TO COVER YOUR MOUTH AND HE KISSES YOUR NECK AND CHEEK ALL SLOPPILY BEFORE ROLLING OFF OF YOU AND LETTING YOU CUDDLE BACK INTO HIM CAUSE OF YOU WANNA BE BACK IN HIS ARMS FUCK THE BOOK

let’s chat about sej, here :)

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[phefics]

Hii i love your work and i wanted to ask for headcannons for the spiderverse or THG characters (men or/and women depending on what you are comfortable with) when you scratch their scalp while playing with their hair and how they would react or if they would like it, hope you have a good day<33

hi, tysm for asking and the lovely words!! i decided to do the thg boys bc i only write for 2 atsv characters and one of them is black and as far as i understand a lot of black ppl don’t like having their hair played with so i wasn’t sure what to say for hobie?? if i’m wrong about this plz correct me lol but i didn’t want to be like insensitive so…yeah!!

peeta thinks it’s really sweet. having his scalp scratched would soothe him to sleep super fast, i think, so use this mode of affection with caution if it isn’t bedtime. if he’s had a nightmare or is having trouble falling asleep, he’ll ask you to “do the thing” aka essentially pet him like a dog.

gale finds it soothing when he’s in a bad mood or has a bad dream. it doesn’t make him sleepy, it just helps him relax. he would never ask you to do it, though, you have to just infer that he’s restless and needs to have his hair played with.

finnick loves any and all tender forms of intimacy, so hair playing is definitely included in that. he finds it really soothing, especially after a bad dream. he likes to rest his head in your lap and give you puppy dog eyes til you get the hint and play with his hair.

coryo tries to act like it doesn’t do anything for him, but it really does. academy!coryo’s hair is the perfect length to run your fingers through his curls, but peacekeeper!coryo likes when you scratch at his scalp with your nails since his hair is buzzed. it makes him turn to butter, honestly, he practically purrs, but he gets flustered that it works so well.

sejanus loves it, it was something his ma did for him when he was little and couldn’t sleep. so, he’s developed a sense of comfort in the action, it really just makes him melt. it does make him sleepy, though, so that’s a bedtime activity!!

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