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bruisedboys · 2 months

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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.

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coryosmin · 3 months

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sej and coryo corrupting innocent!reader and convincing her it’s normal to take your two best friend’s cocks 🤭

nsfw | mdni

warnings: innocent!fem!reader x best friend!snowjanus, innocence kink, corruption kink, handjobs, fingering (f receiving)

possibly gonna make a part two where they do more. btw this is not proof read because i kept getting distracted

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bestest of friends - snowjanus x fem!reader

you were sitting on your big lush bed with your two best friends sitting in front of you. the three of you were studying for an upcoming exam that counted for a huge part of your grade. at least you were. coryo and sej weren’t necessarily paying attention to studying.

it was no secret that your two best friends liked you. you knew this. but you also knew that you liked them too. i mean you guys are best friends for a reason, right? sejanus and coryo had always been there for you. you and coryo grew up together in the capitol. and when you both met sejanus when he moved here, you had been the first one to be nice to him. and then the three of you became inseparable.

you’ve never had a boyfriend. you’ve never had your first kiss. your best friends have always made sure of that, wanting to keep you pure and innocent for them. you were their white rose. their delicate flower. coryo and sej have both discussed their attraction to you with each other. which most definitely led to them discussing their attraction to each other. and now here they are, trying to come up with a way for you to join them.

sejanus looked up from the textbook, giving coryo a small glance before looking at you. “y/n,” he started, his tone soft. he glanced at coryo before glancing back at you. “have you ever wondered what it would be like to have sex with someone?”

you looked up from your notebook, furrowing your eyebrows at your best friend. “that’s a really weird topic to bring up, sej,” you replied amused.

sejanus chuckled, nodding his head. “it is. but have you?”

coryo also looked at you, a smirk on his lips. “i’m curious to know this as well.”

you rolled your eyes at your two best friends. “i mean, i guess everyone has wonders but i haven’t really done anything at all,” you replied, unsure of how to exactly word your response. this is a weird discussion to have with your best friends, right?

“do you ever want to try?” coryo asked, tilting his head at you.

you blushed, unable to help yourself. this was definitely a weird topic to have with your best friends. sex isn’t something to casually talk about!! and you’ve never even touched yourself. of course you know what an orgasm is but you’ve never experienced it yourself. and you’ve definitely never gotten close enough to anyone to even really think about sex. “i-i mean yeah.” you stuttered, cheeks red.

sejanus cooed at you, reaching a hand to caress your cheek. “she’s blushing, coryo. isn’t she so cute?”

coryo smirked, nodding his head. “my dear, if you could kiss me or sej, who would you want to kiss?”

you furrowed your eyebrows. “best friends don’t kiss.”

sejanus brought his hand down. “some best friends kiss. some do more than kiss. but that’s just for the bestest of friends.”

coryo nodded his head in response. “and aren’t we the bestest of friends?”

they had a point. the three of you were really good best friends. you nodded your head, still blushing.

“so, would you kiss me or sej?” coryo asked again.

“both of you.” you whispered, biting your lip.

“huh?”

“i would kiss both of you,” you said a bit louder.

“who do you want to be your first?” sejanus asked softly.

you shrugged your shoulders at your best friends. “i can’t choose between the two of you,” you replied, licking your lips. “you both mean a lot to me.”

sej couldn’t help but feel his heart swell as he looked at you. you’re just so cute and innocent. he wanted nothing more than to kiss you. and fuck you. but he also wanted to kiss and fuck coryo. which they’ve done before. but that’s besides the point. “close your eyes.” he commanded softly to you.

you obeyed like the good girl you were.

sejanus then looked at coryo as they silently discussed who would kiss you. until coryo just rolled his eyes and gave sejanus the go ahead.

sejanus smirked as he leaned over the books in front of you guys, pressing a small but gentle kiss onto your lips before pulling away. coryo scoffed. “sej, if you’re going to kiss her, do it properly.” and then coryo leaned in, pressing a full kiss onto your lips. it took you a moment to respond to the kiss, unsure of what to do. but as coryo kissed you, you felt yourself returning the kiss. and after a few moments, he pulled away, a satisfied smile on his lips. he then turned to look at sejanus. “that’s how you do it.”

sejanus had a fond smile on his lips, rolling his eyes. he looked at you. “well, how was your first kiss?”

you were blushing. of course you were. both of your best friends had kissed you. you didn’t even know best friends could kiss each other! “i-it was nice.” you said, biting your bottom lip with your front teeth.

coryo looked at you, all blushy and shy, and he was smitten. he absolutely adored you and he adored sej. he couldn’t help the fact that it swelled him with pride that only he and sej could corrupt you. you’re theirs and no one else’s. it made him wonder would you would lose your virginity to. him or sej? he was hoping you’d lose it to him. but that was a thought for later.

coryo grabbed the notebooks and textbooks from the bed, closing them before dropping them onto the floor. “my dear,” coryo began to speak. “do you want to try something else?” he asked, smiling innocently at you.

you looked at coryo, nodding your head. you’d do anything with sej and coryo. you trusted them with all your heart. “what is it?”

as sej and coryo were sat in front of you, they exchanged another look before replying. “you know, it’s perfectly normal for bestest of friends to pleasure each other.” sejanus said.

coryo nodded in agreement. “and we were thinking you could possibly pleasure us while we pleasure you?”

you furrowed your eyebrows in confusion. “pleasure how?”

fuck you’re so cute and innocent. coryo could cum literally just by accident your adorableness alone. he licked his lips. “i think you know how.” he said, taking one of your hands and guiding it to his crotch.

you gasped as you felt coryo’s bulge, taking your hand away. “b-but friends don’t do that.” you looked at him with your beautiful doe eyes.

“ah ah, princess, we are bestest of friends,” sejanus murmured to you. “and bestest of friends can pleasure each other.”

you were still very much blushing when they suggested this. you looked down at your hands. “oh, i don’t know…” you said, unsure. you wanted to. of course you wanted to. they’re your best friends and you’d do anything with them. but you also felt embarrassed, unsure of yourself.

sejanus leaned into you, bringing his face close to yours. “we don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do,” he murmured. “but i think you want this just as much as we do, princess.” he said, looking into your eyes.

“do you want this?” coryo asked, leaning in as well.

you bit your lip, nodding your head. “b-but how do we start?”

“we get undressed.” coryo replied, standing up. he grabbed your hand to help you stand up as well. he leaned in, pressing a soft kiss onto your lips as he brought his hands up to your uniform shirt, undoing the buttons slowly.

you looked into coryo’s blue eyes before looking down at his hands. coryo had very pretty hands. you’ve always liked the way his hands looked. and how his eyes looked. and how sej’s eyes looked. and how sej’s hair was so pretty. you just liked how both boys looked. it always made your heart swell. you looked over at sejanus who had already discarded his shirt. your eyes looked at his torso, seeing that he was well built. you bit your lip, your cheeks heating up as you looked back at coryo. you felt the heat of the moment, a warmness was pooling in your abdomen, causing you to clench your thighs.

an action that was not missed by either coryo or sej.

coryo finished unbuttoning your shirt, taking it off of you and discarding it. his eyes looked you up and down. you wore a white laced bra, high end of course. and you looked so pure. “you’re so beautiful.” coryo murmured. “isn’t she beautiful, sej?”

sejanus smiled. “absolutely gorgeous.” he replied as he made his way over to you. he pressed a kiss onto your shoulder, standing behind you as coryo stood in front of you. you felt sejanus’s hands on your waist, undoing the skirt you were wearing.

coryo’s hands were on your torso, massaging your sides as he slowly moved them up to cup your boobs through your bra. you gasped, looking up at coryo. the sensation was weird, not bad at all, but weird. he massaged your boobs slowly, unable to help himself from leaning in to capture your lips in his.

coryo kissed you like he was hungry. and maybe he was. he definitely was. for you. always hungry for you. he was addicted to your lips already. he continued to massage your boobs as your skirt unzipped and fell to the ground, revealing your matching white lace panties. sejanus let out a soft groan, kissing the nape of your neck. you shivered at the feeling, clenching your thighs together again.

sejanus unclasped your bra, allowing coryo to grab the fabric and toss it onto the ground. you weren’t exactly sure what to do with your hands but you knew that they wanted you to pleasure them so you brought one of your hands down to grip coryo’s cock through his pants, rubbing his bulge. coryo gasped in the kiss, pulling away to press his forehead onto yours as he looked down at your hand on his bulge. “princess…” he whispered shakily.

you looked down at your hand, not really knowing what you were doing. you were kinda just massaging it, hoping it was doing something. “i-is that okay?” you asked.

coryo grabbed your hand, guiding you how to palm him. “that’s so okay,” he whispered back.

you turned your body slightly, enough so that sej was next to you rather than behind you. “w-wanna feel you too, sej,” you said, holding your other hand out. he grabbed it, guiding it to his crotch and letting you palm him.

sej and coryo both had their hands on you, grinding their cocks into your hands as you palmed them. they massaged your tits, kissed your neck, even took turns kissing your lips.

your lips were connected to sejanus’s when you felt coryo pull your hand away from his bulge. you pulled away to look at coryo with confusion until you felt the skin of his dick in your palm. you looked down to see his cock, big and red and leaking, begging to be touched. “oh,” you sighed, looking at it. you instinctively licked your lips, clenching your thighs again.

sejanus chuckled into your ear, taking his pants off as well. “coryo, are you being impatient?” he asked as his cock was now out as well. you bit your lip to save you from whimpering. you couldn’t help but feel hot and bothered right now. like you needed relief of some sort.

coryo gripped your hips, gently guiding you to sit back down on the bed as he sat down next to you. “very impatient, sej,” he murmured.

sejanus sat down next to you. he kissed your cheek. “i think our princess needs attention,” he said, his hand on your thigh. “been clenching your thighs so much, baby. you need relief?”

you looked at sej, your hands moving to your lap. you nodded your head shyly. “yeah,” you said.

sejanus smiled. “gonna make you feel good, okay?” his smile was so warm and his words were so comforting. his hands moved to the waistband of your panties, tugging them down and tossing them to the side.

you nodded your head. the three of you were naked. your skin felt like it was on fire. sej and coryo were so pretty and handsome. and you thought their cocks were so pretty. coryo’s was longer but sej’s was thicker. you didn’t know they came in different sizes. the walls of your pussy clenched around nothing as you thought about their cocks. you’ve never had sex before but you longed for something you’ve never had.

coryo leaned over to kiss your neck and collarbone, sucking on your pulse point. this caused you to gasp just as sejanus spread your legs. you wanted to instinctively close them but you were distracted by coryo’s kissing. “sej’s gonna make you feel so good, doll.” coryo murmured against your skin. “i’m gonna make you feel so good too.”

sejanus leaned in to kiss your jawline as his fingers moved to your untouched area, causing you to whimper. “oh fuck, you’re so wet for us.” sejanus said, letting out a shaky breath as he began to rub your clit in slow circles.

you moaned, closing your eyes at the feeling. it was so incredibly new to you, the sensation. it sent sparks to your abdomen, making you feel so so good. wanting your best friends to feel good, you moved both of your hands, gripping coryo’s cock who’s on your left, and sej’s cock who’s on your right. one of coryo’s hands moved to grip yours, showing you how to start moving your hand on his shaft.

with coryo’s guidance, you jerked him off slowly, doing the same with sej’s cock. both boys let out shaky moans just as sej moved his finger down to your hole, causing you to let out a shaky moan as well. he inserted his finger slowly and you looked down to watch. “how’s this?” sej asked as he slowly thrusted his finger in and out of you.

tears of pleasure prickled in your eye at the new sensation. “g-good.” you stuttered, looking at his finger going in and out of you. coryo moved his lips from your collarbone to your chest, taking your nipple into his mouth and sucking. the feeling of him sucking your nipple and using his tongue to run laps on it while sej fingered your pussy was amazing. “oh my god!” you moaned out.

you continued to jerk off coryo and sej, coryo’s hand still guiding yours. sej’s free hand helped you with his as well. you jerked them both off as the same pace that sej was fingering you. and after a few minutes, sej added another finger, stretching you out slightly. he curled his fingers, causing you to moan loudly. “oh fuck,” you moaned out, cursing for what felt like the first time. though it most certainly was not.

“doing so good, baby,” sej groaned in your ear. “you’re so wet and tight around my fingers. can’t wait to feel your pussy on my cock.”

coryo moaned, taking your nipple out of his mouth. “fuck, i wish i was inside of you right now.”

their dirty words added to your pleasure as you felt yourself come undone. you arched your back as you clenched your walls around sej’s fingers, “oh!” you moaned out, cumming hard. it was such a foreign feeling.

sej and coryo watched you cum with adoration in their eyes. coryo came in your palm, his hips jerking as he fucked into your palm. his seed coating your hand. sejanus came a lot, ropes and ropes of cum landing on your hand and on himself. and when the three of you were spent, you all laid back on the bed, sej pulling his fingers out of you and you removing your hands from their cocks.

sejanus laid his head on your shoulder while coryo turned to wrap an arm around you. “how did that feel, my dear?” coryo asked, pressing a lazy kiss on your cheek.

“really good,” you breathed out breathlessly. “is it always like that?”

“if you have partners that know what they’re doing.” sejanus replied, kissing your neck.

coryo nodded his head. “and since we’re bestest of friends, we can always do more with you, doll.”

you smiled as you looked at both of your best friends lovingly. “i’d love that.”

#the hunger games #minsasks #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #thg #thg tbosas #coriolanus snow x reader #tbosas #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #coriolanus x you x sejanus #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth #coriolanus snow x fem!reader #coriolanus snow smut #snowjanus smut #snowjanus x reader

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leclercstarrs · 3 months

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coriolanus and sejanus cumming on you at the same time ; mdni

thinking about coriolanus snow and sejanus plinth, their love for jerking each other off onto your face as you’re on your knees in front of them. they’re obsessed with the sight of their juices dripping down your lips and onto your chin.

when you’re being bratty, however, they take their sweet time.

coriolanus wraps his hand around sejanus’ cock, while sejanus does the same for the curly haired blonde. two sets of eyes stare down at you as their cocks hover slightly over your bare chest. sejanus has soft features that match his comforting tone whenever you’re fucking him, but coriolanus has defined and cold features with icy blue eyes that match his possessive tone when you’re fucking him.

they don’t allow you to help them out, simply making you sit patiently while practically drooling at the sight of them fisting their cocks.

a few more movements of their hands and they shoot out thick and warm ropes of cum, practically in unison, aiming their loads onto your tits.

#i couldn’t pick a title so..#enjoy wtv this is!#x reader #fanfic #fanfiction #tbosas x reader #tbosas fanfiction #coriolanus snow x female!reader #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus snow fanfiction #coriolanus snow smut #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth fanfiction #sejanus smut #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth x reader

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eternalbuckley · 4 months

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THE HUNGER GAMES MASTERLIST.

last updated: 06th, march 2024 | back to masterlist overview.

❀ - request | * - smut

if you can‘t find a certain character on this list here — it means that i don’t write for this character! :)

› CORIOLANUS SNOW ‹

He‘s obsessed with you. | thoughts, slightly leaning into 16+?, gn!reader | [01th, january 2024]

* He‘s teasing you. | smut thoughts, no specified reader | [18th, january 2024]

Twisted Jealousy. | angst, implied smut at the end, no specified reader | [27th, january 2024]

↳ summary: You and Coriolanus were rivals, always teasing each other and making a challenge out of everything. There were non talked feelings between you and someone finally needed to take some action before it would be too late.

arranged fiancè!coriolanus rarely showed any sign of feelings. | thoughts, gn!reader | [06th, march 2024]

› SEJANUS PLINTH ‹

coming soon

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dorkofclanlavellan · 4 months

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Modern Girl in Panem Series Intro

Notes: This is a fem!Reader insert series. Not only is it Modern Girl in Panem but there are a few other au details listed below. This is one of the few times I'll be using y/n instead of a nickname. Also, it's set in book canon.

AUs & Changes

Volunteering is introduced this year as the start of changes to try and regain the interest of Capitol citizens.

Being Marcus' mentor is not "bought" for Sejanus, instead (I haven't figured out the details for this part yet) he ends up as Jessup's mentor.

Sejanus will not die at the end of this fic.

(That's all for now but there will probably be more later)

Synopsis

Y/N didn't remember much before she awoke to a dark-haired girl standing over her and shaking her shoulder. She didn't even know the girl's name until she saw the dress, then the name Lucy Gray Baird popped into her mind. How did she know that? Where was she? Who was she?

"Y/N? Are you ok? I know you're usually a bit disoriented after the visions but you're the only psychic in all of 12." Lucy Gray spoke with a voice full of concern.

Y/N. That was her name. She remembered that much. And 12? District 12. The answers were coming to her mind but the memories didn't feel..right. She didn't feel like a person who was born and raised in District 12 of Panem and yet she knew the words, the names of the people before her. And the other information...a psychic?

Surely that couldn't be right. But she tried to peer into her memories and there was almost nothing to find other than what had resurfaced in the last few minutes.

One thing was certain to Y/N, something was very wrong.

#the hunger games fanfiction #the hunger games #thg #thg series #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #modern girl in panem #au

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pinkflufflybunny7 · 1 month

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Believe it, you deserve it

Hello, well this is my first post on tumblr. And my first one shot in English, it is not my first language but I promise that I have tried to review it as much as I could. I wanted to make something of Sejanus, give him some love. He deserves it.🥺 I still don't get over it. 😭🥲 att. Fluffybunny🐰 ____________________________________________________

He still couldn't believe that he had escaped death, two years had already passed since he was about to be hanged. From time to time in his nightmares he could even feel the friction of the rope on his neck causing him to wake up startled and scared. But you were there for him, to calm his anxieties. To remind him that everything was okay. On that dramatic afternoon, all the effort the boy had made to help those the district people had had an effect, his kindness, and need to do the right thing had awakened the duty to help him. They couldn't let him die, not after exposing himself so much for them, and also because you were in the middle. You were very loved in the district twelve along with the Covey and this would definitely break your heart.

That's how chaos arose that day seconds before they pulled the lever so that the floor under those who would be executed would disappear beneath them and the rope would do the rest. But it didn't happen, and he had lived to tell it, to have the chance to escape. To be happy for once in his life, to feel loved and like in family. Although evidently the only one his heart still missed was his Ma. The only person who had always truly loved him before you appeared in his life. If only there was a way to bring her with him, he would do it. At one point he even had the crazy idea of kidnapping her, but it was very risky. In the Capitol everyone believed that he was dead, that they had managed to shoot him down while they were fleeing in the forest. Because of course they hid the reality of there incompetence in having let the rebels escape. If he could just let her know that he was alive, that might ease his mother's pain at losing him.

On the other hand, he didn't even want to think about Coriolanus. Yes, because Coryo died the day he handed him over after swearing that he was his brother, that nothing bad would happen. It was a wound that still hurt him, even so he did not wish him harm. He hoped that he was being happy and that he had found what he desperately sought. The irony of the matter was that now a little boy with golden curls, who could barely speak, called him Uncle Sej. He had become the little boy's father figure, he didn't mind helping Lucy as much as he could with him. Although his little face reminded him at every moment of his father, the boy was the living portrait of Coriolanus, except for the brown eyes of his mother.

But now he would experience what it would be like to be a father firsthand, and although he was excited, he was also terrified. When he found out you were pregnant he almost fainted from excitement. Then he started to get a little hysterical every time he heard you complain to yourself even it just was that you stuck your finger with a needle while you were knitting blankets for the baby. If you wanted something, he ran to look for it and got frustrated if he didn't find it. The week went by, and he kept asking for forgiveness for not getting it. Even when you told him nothing was wrong, that it was okay. He was afraid of dropping the baby. It almost happened once when he held Lucy's baby, he was so small and restless that he thought he was going to slip out of his arms. Luckily he managed to hold it well in time before it fell. Maude Ivory knew how to carry them better than him, even though she was only a child.

—Aren't you coming to bed? — You murmured with somewhat sleepy eyes, as you watched him from behind in front of the small window of the room. —I'm going right now… just…— he didn't say anything else, he just let out a sigh. So you carefully got out of bed. A task that at this point was not so simple, your belly was huge and round, but that would not prevent you from reaching Sejanus when you knew well that something was troubled in his mind. As you approach him you take his arm, wrapping his arm in a hug. — Is something wrong baby? Something is bothering you? — You asked while placing a kiss on his shoulder. The boy turned to look at you and tried to give you a smile before letting out another sigh. — I'm not so sure. I guess I'm a little scared. — He said while he directed one of his hands to your round belly and began to caress it gently. — Do you think I'll be a good dad? — he questioned, it was inevitable that you raised an eyebrow surprised by the question. Because for you the answer was more than clear. It was a resounding yes, the best of all. Sejanus was kind, careful at least if he took care of others although perhaps not so much of himself. He was also gentle, humanitarian, always fighting for what was right. So full of love even when he lacked so much it. Besides, you had already seen how he was with Lucy Gray's little boy, and even with Maude Ivory. You were very young couple, yes, but you knew well that he would take care of both of you with his life.

— The best ever. Don't worry, children don't come with a manual. You learn as you go. Also… Will you take care of us? Will you love us? Will you always see the best for us? — You questioned as you caressed his cheek. — Of course I do, with my life. With my life. It's just that my nerves are getting on me. I never imagined myself in this position. I didn't think I could find happiness until you appeared in my life. And then, everything almost disappeared from my hands. I thought I was dying and the only thing that existed in my mind at that time was that I didn't want to die because I didn't want you or Ma to suffer. I still miss her. I'm afraid that for some reason the peacekeepers will catch up with us and finish what they started, and I will no longer be with you. — You could notice how his eyes were filled with tears so you took his face in your hands and brought him closer to yours, pressing your foreheads together. — Everything is fine now. Sej, nothing bad is going to happen to you. The only valid way that you will no longer be with us will be when you die as an old man. Even so I hope it will be when you are very old, and it will be too long until you are an old man. — You assured him. — Believe what is happening to you, you deserve it. You deserve to be happy, enjoy the stages of life. To be loved, to have your own family. I love you so much. — You assured him as you wiped the tears from his beautiful brown eyes with your thumb. — Maybe one day, there will be a way to get in touch with your mom, or at least let her know that you're okay. Do not lose hope. —

A small smile, now more genuine than before, spread across Sejanus's face. — Okay, and I love you too, until the end of the world. — He said, giggling before leaning down to kiss your lips in a sweet and tender kiss. — Come on, let's go to bed now. Those little eyes tell me that you are tired and sleepy. — You took his hand and led him back to bed. Once there, Sejanus laid his head on your shoulder and hugged you, leaving his hand on your belly as he continued caressing it. He still left small kisses on your chin. While you caressed his curls that had grown back. They were so soft, that your favorite pastime had become playing with them while he fell asleep from the contact.

— Oh… — It wasn't even a moan. It was more of a surprise, but even so you couldn't stop the brunette from quickly jumping to ask if you were okay. — All good? Does something hurt you? —You just giggled while you denied. — Didn't you feel it? She kicked. — you questioned. — How is it possible? If I haven't removed my hand from your belly. — he said, frowning. — Because it was on the opposite side to where you had your hand. — you clarified. — Hey, don't cheat on your dad. Do it again… please. — Sejanus began to talk to the baby in your belly and to the surprise of both of you he received a response. A small footprint was seen forming on the side of your belly. Giving the boy time to pass his hand over it, feeling the shape of his baby's little foot. — She is lovely. — he smiled at you as he placed a kiss on your lips again and wiped away a tear of emotion that had run down his cheek. A little piece of him and yours. The fruit of the love they had for each other. The Plinth line had not disappeared, it was still there. With that baby, with Sejanus and with all the others they could have. Because since he was calmer he knew that he would like to give her little siblings. The rest of the night was peaceful, no nightmares, no worries. His future looked to be a beautiful and happy one.

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lilym28 · 2 months

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I think I will finally give in to my wild instincts and finally write about Coriolanus or Sejanus. Please send ideas or requests, as I'm in the middle of a holiday and I need to occupy myself with something (I pretend I don't have thousands of things to write

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darknight3904 · 5 months

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All Yours, Coryo

𝕊𝕦𝕞𝕞𝕒𝕣𝕪:ɪɴ ᴡʜɪᴄʜ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜꜱ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʜᴏᴏᴅꜱ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ᴀꜱ ʜᴇ ʙʀɪɴɢꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ɴᴇᴡ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ꜰɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴏᴏᴅᴛʜɪʀꜱᴛʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ ᴀᴛ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴛᴜʀɴ.

ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴘᴀʀᴛ ᴏɴᴇ ʜᴇʀᴇ.

𝕎𝕒𝕣𝕟𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕤: ʀᴇꜰᴇʀᴇɴᴄᴇꜱ ᴛᴏ ꜱᴇx. ᴄᴏʀɪᴏʟᴀɴᴜꜱ ɪꜱ ᴘᴏꜱꜱᴇꜱꜱɪᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ɴᴀɪᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀʟʟʏ ɪꜱ. ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ ɪꜱ ʙʟɪɴᴅᴇᴅ ʙʏ ᴄᴏʀʏᴏ'ꜱ ᴘʀᴇᴛᴛʏ ꜰᴀᴄᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴɪᴘᴜʟᴀᴛɪᴠᴇ ᴡᴏʀᴅꜱ ꜱᴏ ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴇ ᴀʟʟ ʜɪꜱ ʀᴇᴅ ꜰʟᴀɢꜱ. ꜱᴏ ᴀᴍ ɪ.

ɪ ᴀᴄᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʜɪᴛ ᴘᴏꜱᴛ ᴏɴ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʏᴇꜱᴛᴇʀᴅᴀʏ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴀᴠᴇ ꜱᴏ ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ ᴇᴀʀʟɪᴇʀ, ɴᴏ ʏᴏᴜ ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ.

ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴍʏ ᴍᴀꜱᴛᴇʀʟɪꜱᴛ ꜰᴏʀ ᴍᴏʀᴇ.

Coriolanus has never been the easiest person to understand. His mind was always racing and it kept you on your toes. Even now as he fretted over his appearance in the mirror you could tell his mind was thinking of a million things beyond whether or not his tie fit him correctly.

"For what it's worth, I think you look perfect." You say, sipping at your drink, you had been ready for nearly twenty minutes while Coriolanus was still figuring out what tie matched his pants best.

"I'm sure you do but this isn't just any party, I'm campaigning tonight and everything must be perfect." He says adjusting his hair even though it already sat perfectly styled atop his head.

It was Coriolanus' 23rd birthday and instead of celebrating like you usually did, you were both spending it at a party full of people who might help him reach the presidency by the beginning of next year. You approach him and wrap your arms around him, resting your chin on his shoulder.

"It will be." You assure, pressing a kiss to his exposed neck where his makeup artist did a wonderful job at covering the marks you had left behind last night.

"If all goes well tonight, you might just become the first lady of Panem one day." He smiles at you through the mirror

"Does that mean we're getting married?" You laugh, trying to ignore the way your heart skipped a beat at the idea of being with him forever

"Maybe..." Coriolanus says suddenly avoiding your eyes as his face reddens under your gaze.

You giggle at your boyfriend's flustered face, despite how grown up he had become in the past few years he was still the same boy you met at the academy all those years ago who just wanted his own bowl of fruit to gobble down.

"You definitely wanna marry me, Coryo!" You say almost as if you had discovered a secret of his.

"Well if you're not interested I can always find another." He jests, finally tying his tie.

"Oh please, I'm the only one who could ever tolerate you." You smile as he spins around to face you and rests his hands on your hips

"That you are, darling, that you are." He smiles and presses a chaste kiss to your lips

Coriolanus is sure you are his favorite person in the entire world. From the way you'd laugh at his jokes to the way your nose whistled when you slept, he loved it all. Even now as the two of you had long abandoned your teenage years and stepped into adulthood, he knew he didn't want to lose you. His interactions with Lucy Gray and his time in District 12 had only solidified how he wanted you to stay close to him. He watches as you cross the room to slip into a pair of pretty high heels, he loved the way your dress sat on your body, it was perfectly fitted and he wondered what designer had been able to craft it so perfectly.

He looked back at the mirror and pretended to fiddle with his outfit again even though he knew he looked perfect. Instead, his eyes cast to the small table next to the mirror where a collection of photos sat you and him over the past five years. His favorite though was the one that was taken at your 17th birthday party. He remembered how warm it had been, and at one point someone had filled a bucket of water and tossed at you. He had expected you to cry out and push everyone out of your home but instead, he was met with your laughter and thus a water fight had begun. The picture of the two of you had been taken not even twenty minutes later, both of you were drenched but happy and you had linked your arms together right before the picture was taken. Sometimes he wished to go back to those moments, to relieve the last bits of his boyhood even though it meant going back to that decrepit building he once lived in and the taste of cabbage a constant on his tongue.

"Thinking about the past?" You ask from across the room.

"Thinking about how ugly we look here." He says picking up the photo

"Nonsense, we're adorable in that. If I remember correctly that was taken a few weeks before you tripped me in my room trying to slow dance and then you gave me the kiss of a lifetime." You smile

"I didn't trip you, you tripped me with your bad dancing." He laughed, returning the photo to its proper place among the others.

"Whatever you say, Coryo." You smiled, he could tell you didn't believe one word that came from his mouth about the tripping incident.

These parties were always a bit tedious for you. You enjoyed seeing Coriolanus happy among Capitol elites and you loved the lavish dresses you got to wear but sometimes it became overwhelming. The sheer amount of reporters that were always at these things is what drove you crazy. Coriolanus ate the attention up and answered all their questions about how he'd change Panem for the better but you were usually left answering questions about what your dress was made of or what your relationship was with Coriolanus. He often assured you that once he won the presidency he'd have more control over what was asked and that you'd never have to answer another dress question again. You hoped he won as soon as possible, it was tiring pretending this line of questioning was interesting.

"Is that real gold on your sleeves?"

"Is that ring on your finger an engagement ring?"

"Who did your hair for the evening?"

"Are you going to have the future president's children?"

"Did you seduce Coriolanus Snow for power in the Capitol?"

"How many toes do you have?"

God you wished they'd all shut up, or at least get better questions. Even just something as small as your involvement with your father's company would've been better than this. You ignored whatever trash was coming from their mouths and held on to Coriolanus' arm like he was going to disappear and end up back in District 12 again.

You remembered that day very well, after Coriolanus' tribute had won he had just disappeared despite promising to walk you home after the games had ended. When he didn't show up for graduation either, you found yourself outside Tigris and Grandma'am's new residence looking for answers. Tigris had told you what happened with him and that girl, Lucy Gray, how he cheated with rat poison and a handkerchief of his father's. At first, you had been distraught that he was sent off to District 12, stuck there for twenty years as some peacekeeping grunt, you'd be an ugly middle-aged woman by the time he got back! You had been in the pits of despair about your relationship with him but all it took was one terrifying meeting with Dr. Gaul to change your attitude. Once she revealed that Coriolanus would be back in the Capitol soon, and she was simply testing his dedication to the games, you relaxed. While Dr. Gaul might not have all her marbles you knew she wasn't lying, and sure enough, your Coriolanus returned to you in a matter of weeks.

However, he returned to you differently though. Sure, his head was shaved like all Peacekeepers and the curls you loved to play with were gone, but his attitude had also changed. Perhaps it was that Songbird he never wanted to speak of even now. You could never quite place what happened between Coriolanus and her, all that mattered to you was that he had assured you it wasn't romantic. Just shared ambitions to both win something. In her case her life and in his the Plinth Prize, not that that went well for her since she had disappeared shortly after she went home. You weren't quite sure what to make of Lucy Gray, the mysterious Songbird who had enchanted all of Panem just five years ago. You had only spoken to her once and it was just to compliment her singing during her interview. She hadn't exactly impressed you with her in that moment but she must have impressed Coriolanus at some point if he was willing to break rules for her.

Or perhaps his change was due to whatever training Peacekeepers went through and the death of Sejanus that had rocked the entire Capitol when he was revealed as a traitor, you knew Coriolanus had been close to him. Of course, despite all his changes and attitude adjustments, he never applied them to you. So, here you stayed by his side, happy that he still loved you the same. Soft touches and sweet words remained constant as the two of you aged and explored the advantages of adulthood. One of your favorite things about being 23 was moving out of your family's home and into the penthouse Coriolanus had chosen for the two of you. Waking up next to Coriolanus each day and seeing how he looked before his eyes fluttered open had to be your favorite part of the days you spent together. Brushing his hair from his eyes and counting the freckles that just barely brushed his pale skin was something you did daily until his pretty blue eyes met yours again. Once he did wake though, it was hard to get him to stay in bed with you. His peaceful state was always replaced with a man who was always working towards something, ambition was always fueling him.

You didn't mind his rough exterior that emerged each morning though, Coriolanus was cold and hard on everyone but you. Perhaps it was your shared childhood memories and teenage romance that prevented him from treating you coldly like he did poor Tigris but you weren't sure. One thing you did know was that the boy you grew up with was gone and a man stood in his place, brooding and cold to everyone but you.

"I'm going to get us a drink and then if you want we can dance." He whispered in your ear

"Can you get me that fizzy lemon drink they usually serve?" You ask

"Of course, I'll bring you some of those hors d'oeuvres you like with the cheese as well."

And then, he was gone from your side moving expertly through the crowd. That dazzling blonde hair accompanied by the broadest shoulders you've ever seen on a man disappeared among the throngs of people craning their necks to get a better look at the future president and his pretty face.

"A true marvel isn't he?" a voice to your right said

You turned to be met by none other than Lucky Flickerman, a drink in one hand and a young child's hand grasped in the other.

"I'm not interested in doing an interview, Lucky. If you want information on Coryo you can ask him yourself." You say, ready to walk away from the Capitol's favorite news anchor turned Hunger Games host.

"Coryo...what an interesting nickname, a bit childish for a man who might watch over us all soon. No matter, I would however absolutely love to report on you one day and maybe even that big business you're the heiress of, but I'm actually talking to you for this little one tonight." Lucky smiles motioning to the boy who you guessed was his son. "He was admiring that stunning dress of yours and I thought he might want to see it up close and personal."

For once you didn't mind being asked about your clothes as you crouched down to the little boy's height, he couldn't be more than 5 or 6.

"You have a good eye, would you like to feel the fabric? The designer I met with made it wonderfully soft." You smile, thinking of how Tigris had gushed over the blood-red fabric that would perfectly match Coriolanus' suit with you just weeks ago.

The boy reaches his hand out and brushes it along expensive fabric and a smile grows on his face.

"What's your name?" You ask

"Caesar." He says "I just turned 6 last week."

"Well, Caesar, six is a marvelous age to be, you can do all sorts of things at six. In fact, when I turned six I learned to ride a bicycle for the first time, I did however scrape my knees half a million times. I even still have a few scars on my knees would you like to see them?." You smile at him and he nods.

"Lucky Flickerman, I thought I told your producers that you weren't allowed to bother her with your idiotic questions the way the other reporters do. You clearly don't value your job, if you did you would have listened to my words." Coriolanus' voice suddenly fills your ears as you quickly right yourself, remembering how he once told you you'd have to start holding yourself with more decorum at these events. 'No more acting like a stupid teenager' had been his exact words one night when you were eating dinner together in your shared room.

"It's fine, his son wanted to say hello." You smile down at Caesar, take your lemon drink, and pop some of the food Coriolanus brought with him into your mouth. You sincerely hoped that you weren't about to witness Lucky being fired by the newest mastermind behind The Hunger Games and future the president.

From the corner of your eye, you see Coriolanus cast an intimidating look down at the boy and you resist the urge to elbow him in the ribs and force him to apologize to the poor child who was now cowering behind his father's stylish pant leg.

"I'll see you later, Lucky. We are going to go dancing now." Coriolanus says setting your barely sipped drink and food on a tray of a passing server before whisking you away.

"You're bad with children, Coryo." You say as he leads you towards the dance floor.

"And you're bad at reading people, darling." He says, ignoring the way you pouted at your loss of lemon drink and cheese-sprinkled food.

"What do you mean?" You ask, confused

"Lucky just wanted to get you to answer questions about me," Coriolanus says as he leads you in a dance, the both of you had gotten exceptionally better since your failure at 17 in your childhood bedroom.

"Oh." You say, a bit sad that he wasn't genuinely interested in you, just another dumb reporter who wanted news on Coriolanus' next move. It was amazing how Coriolanus always knew what others were thinking and how to approach a situation best.

"It's alright, just ignore him next time," Coriolanus says, gently squeezing your waist as a form of reassurance.

You nod and rest your head on his shoulder as you spin around the dance floor, suddenly wishing you were tangled up in bed with him rather than dancing in heels that were pinching your toes.

"Can I confess something to you?" Coriolanus whispers, his lips tickling your ear.

"Of course, always " You reply honestly

"I hate seeing you interacting with them." He says in a low voice.

"Them?" You ask

"These people. Seeing them ask you questions about your dress or hair, makes me want to toss them into the arena and watch one of Gaul's mutts rip them apart. I hate the way they look at you like you're a piece of meat attached to my side." He says, possessiveness lacing his tone.

"Oh...well I'm sure they don't all think that way." You try to reason, hoping that he wasn't right about this read on others.

"I doubt it. Look at that one by the fountain in the blue jacket." He says nodding to his right.

You glance over to the fountain and see an old man with a fluffy white beard and white hair to match. He seemed to be carefully watching you and Coriolanus spinning on the dancefloor but you weren't quite sure.

"I'm positive he's standing there imagining what it'd look like if this pretty dress was on the floor and you were on top of him," Coriolanus whispers, knowing it'll have you blushing in his arms.

"Coryo..." You say, trying to keep your composure as he presses his body to yours while you wonder if he's truly right and the old man across the pretty courtyard is truly ogling you.

"Too bad I'm the only one who will ever know what that looks like." He says a certain arrogance in his voice you can't quite place.

"Stop it." You scold, trying to hide the fact that your face is as red as your dress.

"Why? I can't wait to get back to our bedroom tonight and bring what's in my head to life." Coriolanus laughs, his voice was husky in your ears and making you weak in the knees.

"You're so embarrassing, Coryo." You say into his chest, avoiding that sharp gaze he had. How could someone act so well-composed but also have the dirty mind of a perverted teenage boy?

Coriolanus stops leading your dance and hooks a finger under your chin so you're looking up at him again. Sharp blue eyes that felt like they were staring into your soul looked at you, full of passion and want.

"My heart burns for you, darling, as it always has. You're mine, my perfect girl, all mine." He promises before swooping in to deliver what might qualify as the most monumental kiss in all of history.

A certain warmness spreads across your body as he kisses you in public for the first time. It's moments like this with your Coriolanus make your heart swell, these moments remind you that the little boy with the golden curls you met when you were just twelve lives on, just in a different way. You know the teenager you once ate cabbage soup and bread with sweet jam watches over you as you kiss his 23-year-old self, you know he's smiling at where the two of you are now. You're sure that the same boy who once spun you around your childhood bedroom to your favorite slow song is still here with you now, even if he rarely shows his face. Coriolanus Snow is always watching over you, every version of him envelopes you tonight as he shows the world who you are to him.

Your head spins and your lungs burn as you hear a few whoops and cheers from onlookers while others whisper about how Coriolanus' hands are wandering all over your body. You're sure the way he's kissing you is going to end up on some Capitol news reel tomorrow morning but you can't find the heart to care. Somewhere in his chest, you feel Coriolanus let out a deep groan when you run your hands through his hair ruining the way it was perfectly styled for the evening. You gasp when his teeth nip at your bottom lip and pull away, a gasp for air leaving your now surely swollen lips.

"All yours, Coryo." You assure him and lean in for another kiss.

You smile as he kisses back and couldn't care less about what the world around you thinks, you had your Coryo, the boy who you grew up with and ate cabbage together in his decrepit home, the same boy who danced with you despite his own lack of skill. You were with your Coriolanus, the man who was going to carry Panem into a new age of glory.

Part Three

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So I uh sorta ended up abandoning fluffy Coryo thoughts from part one and went with the reader's pov of him at 23, I hope that's okay with all of you. He still loves you though don't worry, it's just in his own Coryo way. His own magically manipulative Coryo way. I was initially going to make this part during the 10th Hunger Games but then I thought, wouldn't it be interesting to see how he interacts with reader post Lucy Gray considering how much she changes his ideals. To make things clear, every moment with Lucy Gray and Coryo has occurred and the reader is unaware of pretty much all of it here, obviously since she's so goo goo gah gah over him.

If you'd like more of my writings about Coryo and you, my fic Blank Space might be the read for you, it also has a part two that is available now You can read them both here. (Yes it's based on the Taylor Swift song)

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coryosbaby · 4 months

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dreaming of a world where my boyfriend sejanus has to go out of town for something for a while so he lets me fuck his best friend coryo whenever i want as long as i call him and let him listen

Content warning . Threesome (?), use of sex toys, anal, praise & degradation, ‘daddy’ used like twice— 18++

“Do you promise you won’t be long?”

It’s the same exact thing you say everytime to him. Sejanus, your boyfriend, the forever busy owner of the Plinth fortune, is constantly away. Your feet shuffle nervously against the hardwood floor of your shared apartment, still a shy, timid thing despite knowing that Sej will always be gentle with you. He smiles, his big hands stuffing ties and suits into his already overfilled suitcase.

“I promise, sweet girl.”

Your lips form into a pout. He says that everytime, but he usually takes a week, if not longer. Noticing your distaste, Sejanus sets his things down and wraps his strong arms around your middle. You rest your body against his, burying your face into his shoulder and inhaling. He smells like laundry detergent and soap, so unlike the other privileged men of the capital. Instead of expensive cologne or parfume, Sejanus lets himself smell as is. You’ve always loved that about him— it gives you a sense of comfort to know that he hasn’t allowed the Capital to change him.

“Hey,” he soothes, his hands coming up to cup your face. He kisses you softly on the nose. “It’ll be okay, angel. I’ll be back in four days, tops.”

You don’t say anything, and Sejanus continues with a teasing lilt.

“Coryo can take care of you.”

The mention of the familiar blonde makes heat creep up your neck.

Coriolanus— Coryo — is a pretty boy with icy blue eyes. He’s been Sej’s friend for years, and one of the only people that the brunette trusts. Perhaps that’s why the three of you have come up with this special arrangement.

You sigh, letting Sejanus rub comforting circles into your back. He kisses you, gentle with his tongue teasingly nipping at your bottom lip.

“Make sure to call me tonight, okay?”

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And that’s how it leads to you being spread out, laying in between Coriolanus Snow’s legs. Your hands are curling into his platinum blonde locks as he thrusts a dildo in and out of your tiny pussy— all while he’s letting out a teasing chuckle, a cellular device placed right up against your mouth so Sejanus can hear your delicious moans.

You wish you could see Sej, feel his buzzed hair and his soft, muscular body. You want so desperately to drool on the heavy cock in between his legs, to let him use your mouth and your cunt. But he has a legacy to look up to, a future family to feed, jewels and dresses to buy his girl. And although you miss like crazy — Coryo isn’t Sejanus, after all — he still makes a fantastic substitute. So why not fulfill your needs if your boyfriend is okay with it? Better yet, suggested it?

Coryo had pressed the speaker button on the call, and now you can feel the wetness dripping down your thighs as Sejanus coos to you on the other line.

“Oh, baby,” he says, when he hears your tiny whimpers as Coryo pushes the dildo in and out of you. “Are you being a good girl?”

You feel Coryo’s lips brush over your neck. He smiles against you, watching the way your cum coats the toy in creamy strings.

“Bein’ so good, Sej,” You hiccup, bucking your hips. “Miss you so much, wanna feel you...”

You can hear wet noises sounding from the other line, a small groan emitting from the microphone.

“I miss you too, sweet girl. Miss you so so much,” he says. “What’s he got you doin’ huh? Is he stretching all those little holes good?”

Looking down, you watch as the dildo penetrates you, along with the jeweled butt plug inside your tight little ass. The dildo is thick, extremely girthy and long. God, it’s long. It’s a wonder it hasn’t bruised your cervix yet with the way Coryo is rapidly pounding it into you.

“He’s..” you stutter, watching as Coryo’s arm grips you tighter and he bites down onto you, hard. “He’s f-fucking me. With the dildo, th-the one that looks like you, sej.. feels so good.”

“Yeah?” He breathes out on the other end, and you can imagine the way he looks now: spread out on a hotel room bed, tie undone and his pants haphazardly unbuttoned. His hand gripping his thick member, moving up and down, up and down…

You’re snapped out of your fantasies when you feel Coryo’s bulge pressing against your lower back. Even though you love Sejanus, your mouth aches for the other man to slip his cock past your lower lips and pound you deep into the mattress with no remorse, no sympathy. It’s one of the things you like about this arrangement— whereas Sejanus is soft, worships your body with every kiss and thrust (minus the punishments you get one or twice a month week), Coriolanus feels no romantic attraction. It’s primal, hot, and filthy. Two different halves, complete opposites. But both of them fulfill your desires in each of their own ways.

Coryo’s voice rings out, low and throaty, when Sejanus asks him if he had prepped you first.

“‘Course I did, Sej,” he groans, annoyed. “Stop whining, she’s fine.”

“Don’t care,” you hear Sejanus grumble. “If I find out you didn’t prep her, Coryo, you’re in deep shit.”

“I did,” Coryo argues, pausing his movements on your aching cunt. You grind against it, trying to get more of that delicious grazing against your special spot. “Tell him, baby. Didn’t I prep you?”

You nod, and for your reward Coryo resumes touching you. But this time, he moves his fingers down to play with the jewel sitting prettily between your cheeks.

“He did, Sej..” you start, trying not to whimper at the feeling of the plug being twisted around inside of you. “He used his fingers, his tongue, got me nice and wet…”

Sejanus shakily lets out a reply, and you let out a small yelp when Coryo teasingly pulls half of the anal plug out of your entrance.

“Yeah?” Sejanus says. “Were they as good as mine?”

“No!” You keen out, and you know it’s the truth and you know it’s exactly what Sejanus wants to hear. Not only is this a way to help you, but it’s also a way for Sejanus to show off and prove his own talents. He doesn’t mean to do it, per se, but— when it comes to you, Sej can get possessive and he can get egotistical about the way he fucks. And maybe, just a little bit, it’s because he strives for his best friend’s approval. His intelligent, highly influential best friend, the Coriolanus Snow.

But that doesn’t matter right now, not really. Because Coryo is slipping out the plastic cock sitting hot inside you and he’s turning you onto your side.

You comply easily, lifting up your leg like a bitch in heat. His tip probes at your hole, warm and dripping. He places the phone right next to your face, Sejanus’ voice purring hotly in your ear.

“Dick’s so hard listening t’you, honey,” he groans throatily. “Can’t wait to get home and pound all those pretty holes.”

A small mewl leaves you, and Coryo’s tip pops into you. It’s thick, not as thick as Sej’s, but it still makes your eyes roll back and your hips buck back into him.

“Want it so bad,” you breathe, and when Coryo begins to move inside you your hand reaches back to grasp his thigh. “Fuck, Coryo, please. Need more..”

“Beg for it, darling,” Coryo says, and you want to scream. “Come on, don’t be a brat. Do I need to spank you?”

Your gut twists at the thought of Coryo’s punishments.

“No,” you whimper out, stilling. “No, Cor, ‘m sorry.”

“Be nice,” you hear Sejanus warn from the other line. “She’s delicate.”

“No she isn’t,” Coryo quips, his cock moving roughly in your walls. “She likes it. She likes getting hurt. That’s something you need to come to terms with, Sej.”

You can hear an annoyed sigh sound from the other line. Sejanus ignores his comments.

“You fuckin’ her now?” He asks. Coryo’s cockhead slips out of your gaping hole and back in again at a rapid pace. The way Sejanus says it so carelessly, as if you aren’t even there, makes your eyes roll back.

“Yes,” Coryo replies, his nails digging crescent moons into your hips. “Shit, she’s tight. How is she still so fucking tight?”

“Mmm. She’s always like that. Like a rubber band.”

“It’s cute,” coryo grunts. “She still gets split open no matter how hard you stretch her out.”

You become pliant under Coryo’s thrusts, brain fucked out and all you can think is SejanusSejanusSejanus. The plop plop plop sound of Coryo’s balls slapping against you makes you let out the most unholy sounds.

“You with me, baby?” Sejanus says, his tone soft. The way he knows you so well makes your tummy flutter with butterflies.

“Mmmh..” you whine out, disagreeing. Because it’s true. He isn’t here, and you need him now more than ever.

“I know,” Sej moans out, his voice laced with arousal and something else entirely melancholy. “I know, honey. Gonna be home real soon, okay? Gonna fuck you just like you deserve.”

Coryo’s hands go up to push you onto your stomach. He grabs your wrists, pins them behind your back, lifts up your ass with his big hands. You mewl, tears streaming down your cheeks, letting him use your hole as Sejanus lets out throaty groans through the microphone. Coryo’s hand comes down harshly on your ass cheek when you squirm against his grip.

“Stop fucking moving,” he rasps, his fingers gripping your cheeks harshly. “Or I’ll use the fucking paddle.”

Sejanus, too far gone with how aroused he is, lets out a loud, guttural moan through the phone.

“Fuck…”

Tears stream down your face, and you mutter out a soft, “yes sir”. Your cunt aches and drools around Coryo’s thick length, pussy lips spread tight around him. It’s comforting, but not comforting enough. You need Sejanus.

“Sej..” you whine out, and Coryo’s fingers move down to rub your clit harshly. You let out a desperate mewl.

“Right here, sweetheart,” Sejanus whimpers out. “Daddy’s right here.”

You can’t help but seize up at the title you gifted him a long while back that you only use on special occasions such as this. Coryo’s harsh rubs on your clit are making you tread closer and closer to your high.

“It’s so good,” you cry, fucking your hips back onto Coryo. Sejanus lets out a breathy laugh from the other line.

“Yeah? Is his cock filling that tight pussy up? Makin’ you feel good, baby?”

“Yes..” you whine out. “So good. Feels so good.”

Sejanus grunts.

“Gonna cum, baby,” he replies, and you can hear the wet sounds of his cock getting louder. “Gonna cum all over that sweet fucking pussy when I get back.”

“Please, daddy, need you to cum! Pleasepleaseplease…”

With a moan of your names spilling out of his lips, sweet, high, and orgasmic, Sejanus lets go. You hear him let out those angelic sounds signaling his release. Thinking of it— his big, girthy length dripping spend and his fucked out face— makes your orgasm fall over you in powerful waves. Coryo chuckles, watching as you fall apart underneath him, squeezing his cock like a vice.

“Mmm,” coryo hums, stilling. You let him pull out of you when you come down from your high, and he lets out a shaky breath when he sees your cunt. His fingers twist around the anal plug, gently pulling it out. Lube coats your rim, and when Coryo sees your gaping asshole he lets out an intense moan.

“Cmon,” he directs, pulling your limp body towards him. “Hold it open for me, baby, be a good girl.”

You obey, arms weakly moving around to spread your cheeks for him. His tip prods at you, teasing around you. When he sinks in, you let out a squeal.

“I know,” he coos, almost mockingly. “I know, pretty girl, look at that. Tight little ass is sucking me in.”

“So much..” you whimper, your face hot.

“I know, sweetheart. Just a little bit more.”

Coryo moves in and out of your ass at a rough, harsh pace. He would love to cum in your pussy— really, he would. But Sejanus only allows him to cum inside your ass— says that your cunt is only for him.

Not that Coryo is complaining, of course.

Sweat drips down his temple as he fucks into you like a madman. Your fingers grip the sheets, your little legs shaking. Sejanus coos out little praises to keep you grounded, and for a second you can pretend he’s here. You clench around Coryo at a particularly dirty sentence, and he grunts, his hips beginning to stutter.

“Gonna fill up this tight ass. That what you want? You like being a slut for your boyfriend’s best friend, huh?”

You let out a mewl, keening against Coryo when his cock spurts warm, wet ropes inside you. He presses flush against you, lets you milk him for everything he has, and when he slows he rests against your back.

“Done?” Sej asks from the other line. Coryo replies, a gruff “yeah” leaving his lips. When he pulls out of you, you curl up on your side. You’re exhausted.

You watch as Coryo slips on his pants and his belt, then his shirt. He brushes back his blonde curls as he looks at himself in your mirror. And sweetly, he places a kiss to your forehead.

“Thank you, baby.” He murmurs to you. “Do you want me to run you a bath before I go?”

Coryo is quite gentle with you. Not only because Sejanus would kill him if not, but also because he genuinely cares for your well being. You shake your head, limbs feeling like desert sand. You want to talk to Sej, and then you want to sleep.

“Okay,” Coryo replies. “I’ll see you… in two days, maybe? Is that okay?”

You show off a small smile.

“I’d love that.”

When Coryo leaves, the room smells of sex and perfume. You let Sejanus know Coryo’s gone, then you both talk about his trip— what he’s seen, who he’s doing business with, the cute pair of silky pajamas he got you. And that night, when you sleep, it’s less lonely.

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m4tthewmurd0ck · 4 months

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Tom Blyth x Actress!Reader

no y/n and i try to avoid descriptors but do use she/her. you star in house of the dragon and your character is aemond targaryen’s girlfriend (let me live ok i know we could change him! he told me!!) aaaand also tbosas as sejanus girlfriend (get it bc rachel and josh and now you and tom). your character in tbosas is nova may winter.

your social media ~

just a fun little social media series, will do this in between editing my coriolanus snow x reader series. first part below the cut, sometime early 2023.

liked by enews and others…

tmz_tv trouble in paradise? rachelzegler and tomblyth spotted looking a little cozy last night! wonder how yourname and joshandresrivera feel!!!

yourname heartbroken!

↳ joshandresrivera shocked!

↳ yourname betrayed!

↳ joshandresrivera bamboozled!

↳ yourname flabbergasted!

↳ joshandresrivera devastated!

↳ yourname yeah that we weren’t invited hadbdjsndj

↳ tomblyth i hate you both 😭

↳ rachelzegler you guys literally had reshoots for tbosas though????

↳ tomblyth and we offered to reschedule for when all 4 of us could go?

↳ yourname fuck we’ve been exposed

↳ joshandresrivera gotta blast!!!

username wait are they really dating?!

↳ username no. rachelzegler is dating joshandresrivera and tomblyth is dating yourname.

↳ username waaaait i just read tbosas. obviously coryo and lucy gray, but also yourname character is dating joshandresrivera character 😂 so everyone had to kiss each others significant other 😂😂😭

↳ username oh to be yourname and rachelzegler

🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍 30 minutes later 🐍🐍🐍🐍🐍

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liked by taylorswift and others…

yourname here to serve your #snowbaird needs! first 3 📸 are the love of my life and tomblyth is in the shots too.

rachelzegler hahaha i love you

↳ yourname marry me when???

tchalamet where was the post for paul and luna when dune came out? #fakefriend #betrayed

↳ yourname timothée??? i literally made a whole youtube video talking about my experience with dune? and i sung your praises for like 10 minutes???

↳ tchalamet not the full first name 😳

joshandresrivera and what about the ship for our characters 🤬

↳ yourname istg you’ll get an entire post dedicated to u once the film is actually out.

↳ joshandresrivera carry on 🤭

ewanmitchell aemond and juliette didn’t get a post either 🤨

↳ yourname aemond killed my baby lucerys, he doesn’t get shit 😞

↳ ewanmitchell you did a whole post when osferth died????

↳ yourname my sweet baby osferth did not deserve to die either 😔

username damn yourname your onscreen boyfriends are low key needy af 🫣

↳ yourname i know right 😩

tmz_tv 👀

↳ yourname this was a joke. i’m laughing at you, not with you.

yourname has blocked tmz_tv

tomblyth caption got me like 😧… and what’s the last photo my love?

↳ yourname my lockscreen is what it is.

↳ username “my love”

↳ username she said my lockscreen hahdudsbdifesz one of us one of us

hunterschafer you’re my spirit animal

↳ yourname hunter is the ACTUAL loml you guys

↳ tomblyth “heart been broke so many times” - rod wave 😧

username i read the book. coriolanus has to choke nova may. tomblyth did u develop a choking kink 🤭😏😏😏

↳ yourname hahahaha username i love you so much for this

↳ username someone spoil it for me why does he choke her

↳ username nova may figures out that coriolanus is the one who betrayed sejanus right when he’s executed and she goes to confront him later. this is when he and lucy gray first get to the cabin. she has a gun but he manages to throw it to the other side of the room. and at least in the book he slams her against a wall and tries to kill her by choking her.

↳ username istg they better put this scene in the movie.

↳ username but does he kill her?

↳ yourname watch and seeeee!

↳ rachelzegler so proud of my girl yourname! we can’t talk about it too much because #spoilers but you guys she’s incredible and it was so cool to watch her and tomblyth film that scene

username i bet tomblyth felt so bad having to be mean to yourname

↳ yourname all jokes aside, tomblyth aka the actual number 1 love of my life, he did feel so bad 😭 i love seeing him turn into coriolanus because it’s obviously so different from who he actually is as a person. but after each take he’d immediately ask if i was okay 🥺🥹

↳ username god i’m so single

if you’d like to be tagged in future tom blyth x actress!reader let me know!

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bruisedboys · 2 months

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okay but peacekeeper!sejanus lovveesss when you scratch his scalp … because like, he’s sort of insecure about his buzzed hair? because he always loved his curly hair and he’s not used to how he looks without it. but when you scratch his scalp and call him handsome he’s like oh <3 never mind <33 and he gets all blushy and cute

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coryosmin · 3 months

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Thoughts on Sej (and/or Coryo, maybe separate and then together?) with a female reader who surprisingly cums like a lot??? Like by the time she’s done, it’s all over her thighs and their cocks 🥺

- 💋

NSFW | MDNI

warnings: squirting when cumming, fem!reader

okay so if coryo makes you squirt while you’re cumming, he’s definitely surprised at first. he wouldn’t have expected it but then he would take so much pride in it. especially if it happened on his face while eating you out. oh my god, he would be so gross and lick that shit up. he’s wild. and if you squirt on his cock, he can’t help but just want to keep fucking you because only! he! can! make! that! happen! it’s such a boost to his ego and his big dick

if sejanus makes you squirt, omg he’s preening and giggling. he would tease you like “oh! i must’ve been doing something right, huh?” and then make sure you’re okay. if you gushed on his cock and his thighs, he’s literally so delighted and will do whatever he can to make it happen repeatedly. because he loves the feeling of you cumming on him.

#the hunger games #minsasks #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #coriolanus snow #thg #thg tbosas #coriolanus snow x reader #tbosas #fanfic #coriolanus snow smut #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #sejanus plinth smut #sejanus plinth x reader #sejanus plinth #💋 anon #💋

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evielmostdefinitely · 5 months

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Pls do something with peacekeeper!Coriolanus I have yet to see anyone do that trope + I feel like he’s more mean and protective in that era

mastermind |peacekeeper!coriolanus snow x capitol!reader|

prompt: based off above prompt, but wanted to tweak it a teeny tiny bit so this is how coriolanus meets capitol!reader. the plot of the original film is altered a little to fit this.

contains: tw- violence, guns, shooting. dark, protective, manipulative coriolanus. not super heavy, but there are some kinda darkish themes so read at your own discretion.

“Snow,” Commander Hoff’s gruff voice rang through the doorway, hitting Coriolanous head on, his heart lurching with fear. They found out about Lucy Gray, that she’d escaped after Mayfair and Billy’s death. Or maybe worse, maybe she hadn’t headed north, maybe she’d told them.

His mind raced as he took a step forward, helmet in hand respectfully, hoping Hoff wouldn’t see the way his hands trembled. “Commander, Sir.” Snow held his head high. If this was to be the end, he wouldn’t go out crying. Not like Sejanus- no, Corio would have pride.

Hoff set the papers down on his desk with a huff, head jerking back for Coriolanus to come towards him. “Snow, I need you to escort Miss Duke to the Mayor’s office.” He nodded towards the corner. “I guess with the recent tragedy of his daughter, Mayor Mayfield’s mind has been elsewhere. He didn’t get his quarterly tesserae count turned in. The Capitol sent Miss Duke to get them, so make sure she gets there.”

Coriolanus’ eyes wandered to you, standing in the corner properly, hands clasped elegantly in front of you. A shining beacon in the dark skies of the coal country, a glimmering ray of good after all the bad Corio had. He could tell you were from The Capitol, though you tried to dress more humbly for the visit to the district, he supposed.

You gave him a smile, and for a moment, Corio’s heart leapt with excitement. That familiar rush of heat returning, coursing through his chest. “Private Snow will take you there, Miss Duke. He’s one of our best. On his way to officer training in Two. You’re in good hands.” Commander Hoff nodded.

You thanked him quietly, kitten heels clicking across the hardwood floors. Coriolanus followed you, trying to keep his stoic expression, though his eyes wandered to the swell of your ass, hugged perfectly in your dress.

“Snow,” Commander Hoff called before he left. “A word?”

The icy chill of fear flooded back into Corio’s system, gripping the knob. You didn’t seem to notice, nodding politely, shutting the door behind you.

“Sir?” Coriolanus swallowed the lump in his throat, approaching the desk slowly.

Hoff leaned back in his chair. “You know who that is, right?”

Coriolanus blinked. His mind had been so occupied with his impending doom, his fate had seemed to turn and tread on the worst sides of things, he was so sure it would continue. “Miss Duke?”

Hoff blinked at him, laughing softly. “Yeah, Duke, Snow.” He pressed. Coriolanus felt dumb, small like he did when he talked to Highbottom. “Snow, does the name Atticus Duke mean anything to you?”

Coriolanus' eyes widened lightly, turning towards the door in surprise. “Atticus Duke? The-”

“-The man who owns half of Panem?” Hoff snorted lightly. “Yeah, that’s his youngest out there. Only girl, alright?”

Coriolanus felt his curiosity peek. He’d been wallowing in the loss of Lucy Gray, he didn’t even put it together. Thinking you were just another Capitol girl. Not the Duke Heiress.

“Yes, sir. I-I see that now.” Corio nodded dumbly.

“Good. So you know that her father paid for the destruction of the rebellion? That he funded the Capitol? And that if these people see her, those fucking Rebels are likely to want to hurt her?” Hoff pressed, his eyes narrowed in seriousness. “And that if something happens to her, our entire platoon will be hanging from that tree- or worse?”

It shouldn’t have made Coriolanus as excited as he was. The thought of having that much power. He could easily have that level of control, have people quaking with fear- even the powerful ones, trembling at his feet the way Atticus Duke did. Oh, how he envied it. How he craved it.

“Yes, sir.” Coriolanus nodded.

“Snow, listen to me.” Hoff sat up straight, leaning over the desk. “If any of them get close to her, no mercy- do you understand?”

Coriolanus nodded again, spine straightening with authority. “I have others trailing and leading the both of you- crowd control, but I wanted her to feel safe. Feel welcome. So I stuck her with you. Figured a familiar face from the Capitol would put her at some ease. Keep her from telling her father something that would have him questioning my rank and order around here.”

“I understand, Commander.” Coriolanus said firmly. “I’ll keep her safe.”

“Wow,” You muttered, looking around the cobbled street. The Peacekeepers ahead of you barking orders, scaring off any pedestrians wandering about. “Is it always like this?”

Corio blinked, his gun cradled in his hand, finger on the trigger- ready. “Always like what?”

“This,” You waved around you. “It’s very…”

“Depressing?” Corio muttered, a grumble, eyes scanning the perimeter in front of him over the gray skies and smog filled air.

“Yeah.” You smiled softly. “I pictured it… prettier?”

“It’s the coal district, Miss Duke.” Coriolanus said, the barrel of his gun pointed for backup at a scurrying coal miner.

“So that’s what makes it so sad?” You challenged, brow raised.

Corio didn’t answer. He knew what you were implying, and he wouldn’t humor it. Instead, his eyes scanned the street. “May I ask why you’re here?” You asked, tilting your head to the side.

“What?” Corio snapped, harsher than he meant to.

“Why you’re here?” You repeated. “I, uh, I don’t want to sound rude. I just- I saw you on the games. You were the mentor who won. I just, I figured you would be at University with the others.”

“I made an enemy. A powerful one.” Corio quipped shortly, jaw set. He couldn’t let his mind race and spiral, not now. He needed to stay focused.

“Oh,” You muttered, looking down at the wet, broken road. “I’m sorry.”

Corio’s heart skipped, maybe with joy, maybe with fear. “May I ask you why you’re here?” Coriolanus asked, eyes cutting down towards you.

“I have to get the count for the tesserae.” You motioned towards the Mayor’s office before you. “I have to take them back to The Capitol.”

“Yes, but,” Corio paused, scanning the area. “You’re- Surely, you don’t need to do that, Miss Duke.” He muttered, voice dropping to a low octave.

You blushed, sheepishly looking towards your shoes, ruined from the muck in the road. “So, Commander Hoff briefed you on me?” You grinned.

Coriolanus didn’t answer. “I already knew.” He lied easily, eyes cutting to you. “We’ve met before. In passing. I was Sejanus’ friend.”

“Oh,” Your face fell. “Right. I-I am so sorry for your loss. It was-”

“-Yes.” Corio nodded, the bile rising in his throat. “We-We met at the Academy’s Ball two springs ago.”

You turned, looking at him fully for the first time. He tried not to blush, icy eyes meeting your own for a moment. “That’s right.” You grinned. “You-You had longer hair. Tigris’ cousin?”

“Yes.” Coriolanus nodded.

“She was apprenticing for my aunt.” You smiled softly.

Corio looked at you, his rigid posture slacking just for a moment, relaxing in your presence. “Why aren’t you doing something like that?” He asked, brows furrowing for a moment. “Or in University, yourself. Surely that would be… more appropriate than this.”

You bit back a smile, chin ducking down. “Maybe.” You shrugged. “I like this job, though. I get to see the Districts.”

“Why would you ever want to do that?” Corio snarled lightly. “I can’t wait to get out of them. Get away from these people.” He muttered bitterly.

You blinked at him, eyes narrowing lightly, stopping before the steps of the Mayor’s building. “You seemed quite fond of that song bird you helped win.” You countered. “And she was among these people.”

Coriolanus was stunned, mouth opening stupidly, before swallowing his jumbled words. Instead, he offered you his arm politely for you to steady yourself on while you climbed the steps to the Mayor’s office.

Coriolanus waited outside the office at attention while you collected the tesseraes for the quarter from a distraught, and clearly drunken, Mayor Mayfield. His slurred speech, pores sweating out whiskey soaked odor.

You took the envelope, thanking him before quickly slipping out. Coriolanus stood beside you, falling back into step with you, the other Peacekeepers joining around the two of you.

“You’re returning to The Capitol today?” Corio asked, though his eyes stayed straight ahead.

“They asked me to stay the night.” You answered simply. “Something about a train leaving in the morning?” You looked at him carefully. You knew he was to join you with the others. You’d given the orders from Dr. Gaul to Commander Hoff that morning.

Coriolanus frowned, turning to you curiously. “Tomorrow? Why would they make you-”

The ravenous bark of Peacekeepers in front of you made you jump, a deranged looking man, covered in soot from the mines, charging at you with a vengeful pace. You froze, clutching the envelope in front of you like a shield, glued to the concrete in pure fear.

“Gimme that envelope, you stupid bitch!” The man roared, mere feet away from you. “Get my daughter’s name outta there! Take it out!”

You flinched, bracing for the impact of him hitting you, his body hurling towards yours. It never came. Instead, a shot behind you had a gasp tearing from your lungs. The bullet so close to your own head, you heard it whizzing past you like the June Bugs that flew in the fields in the countryside of the district.

The man grunted, a bloody gurgle, a crimson patch seeping through his stomach. The other Peacekeepers seized him, shouting and grabbing at him, hauling him away roughly. Your hand trembled, pressing to your lips. Coriolanus stood behind you, gun lowering, finger still on the trigger.

His face was hard, stoic, eyes narrowed dangerously- furiously. “Come on.” Coriolanus muttered, a hand gently on your back, guiding you forwards. The crowds were peering, poking around at the sound of gunshots, the groans and screams of the man. “We need to get you to the Commander’s Quarters.”

“Snow, hey, look we-we didn’t see him-” One Peacekeeper jogged frantically, hands trembling in fear. “He just- He came out of nowhere. I’m so sorry, Miss.”

“It’s alrig-”

“-Come on.” Coriolanus hissed, cutting your apology off short. “We need to get her back quickly. Can you manage that?” He snapped at the other boy.

The other boy faltered for a moment, scrambling back into line. You were still shaking, pushed into Corio’s side far closer than what would be appropriate for two strangers. “He-He was just saying sorry.” You muttered, your own eyes scanning around you.

“He nearly got you killed.” Coriolanus snapped, his eyes hard but they never met your gaze, scanning around you protectively. “His carelessness nearly cost you your life.” Cost us all our lives, Corio thought.

You didn’t respond, only stepping with his quickened pace.

“Are you alright?” You asked Coriolanus, peeking around the corner of the train station towards him.

He was surprised to see you, though he supposed he shouldn’t have been. He assumed the ‘Princess of Panem’ would have her own private carriage on the train, not subjected to riding with him.

“I think I’m supposed to ask you that.” Corio gave a half smile, a tone much lighter than it was before.

You blushed, looking down. “I’m alright.” You sighed lightly. “I told your Commander that. I promise I don’t need an escort back to The Capitol.”

Coriolanus looked down at his bags. “I’m not- I’m returning to The Capitol as well.” He said, chest boasting at the words.

“Oh?” You lifted a brow. “No District Two?”

“No,” Corio shook his head. “I’ve been asked to return.” It was vague, and he knew it- knew it piqued your interest.

“Well, congratulations. I’m sure your family will be excited.” You smiled politely, lifting your own overnight bag when the train doors opened.

“Here,” Coriolanus stopped you, reaching for the strap of the bags. Your hands brushed in the smallest way. Overlapping as he took the bag politely, a surge of electricity jolted between both of you, rapid sparks that would crescendo in the days, weeks, years to come.

You blushed, turning your head to hide the way it flustered you. It was so embarrassingly juvenile, his eyes sparkling, lips tugging in a grin when he looked at you, pinky grazing over your knuckle just for a moment before he held the bag.

“Allow me.” Coriolanus was smug, proud, pulling the bag up. He let you on first, placing the bags away, eyes cutting towards you. You were stealing a glance at him, turning after being caught sheepishly.

You had the window seat, looking out at the smoggy station. “Is this seat taken?” Corio asked, hand resting on the arm of the seat next to you.

You shook your head, moving your hands to your lap. You were so poised, Corio knew it had been drilled into your head since you were young, just as it was to him. His mind raced with excitement, the idea of getting you to be so improper, defile you.

“Do you know your orders once you return?” You asked, looking at him carefully. The trains whistle trilling in the background.

“I’m not sure.” It was a complete lie, he only knew a fraction of what awaited him when he returned. All the more reason he needed an ally, a powerful one at that.

“Why?” Corio pressed, leaning forward to look at you. His dog tags hung loosely around his neck, draping over his underclothes of his uniform. It made your heart race.

“I was just curious.” You shrugged, swallowing gently.

“You were wanting to see me again?” Corio pressed, boldly. His heart skipped when you whipped around, staring at him with a wide eyed expression.

“W-What?” You choked out, trying to remain calm, composed, but your heart was beating so fastly you were sure it would burst.

“Were you wanting to see me again?” Coriolanus hummed, shifting in his seat to turn towards you. You were pressed against the glass, pinned by his gaze. “Because I was hoping to see you again. If you’d have me.”

“You would?” You squeaked, sure that your fluster was apparent all over your face.

“If you’d let me.” Corio purred smoothly. “I’d like to take you out sometime. Get to know you better. I’m very,” His fingers brushed over your own hand, satisfied at how you shuddered. “Interested in getting to know you.”

You swallowed. No man had ever been so direct with you. He’d saved you the night before, so effortlessly. The feeling of his bicep around you, shielding you away, strong and steady. It had you sneaking your fingers between your thighs later that night shamefully at the thought.

“I-I would like that.” You nodded, mind screaming when his hand held your, cradled with such care, you almost forgot how brutal he was yesterday.

“Tomorrow?” Coriolanus asked, head tilting to the side. He wanted to set the date before you forgot, before you had time to ask around about him or think too much about his actions before.

“That-That would be lovely.” You nodded, tongue swelling thickly in your mouth, heart hammering as he pushed closer and closer.

His hand cradled your jaw softly, thumb stroking over your cheek bone. “May I?” Corio hummed, eyes lustful.

You nodded. You weren’t quite sure why, you’d certainly never done something like this before. But then his lips were on you, hand cradling your jaw, moving to the back of your head gently. He migrated into your chair, somewhere between the Districts, hands on your back, pulling you in closer and closer. He kissed you like a man starved, possessively and passionately all at once- it made your head spin.

It dawned on Coriolanus, what Dr. Gaul was talking about. Sacrifice, while brutal, was necessary. Losing Lucy Gray, Sejanus, without that would it have ever brought you to him? He would be in the woods, starving with a girl who nearly used him to survive, or hanging from a tree next to Sejanus. Certainly not sitting side by side in the train car, stealing small smiles and gentle kisses with you. His fate had turned, re-routed and he could see it now- his future, his empire with you.

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eternalbuckley · 4 months

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might as well start writing for coriolanus and maybe sejanus because why not? who's gonna stop me?

how obsessed young!coriolanus would be with you

#⚘; — talking ✧♡#i love them both so much #coriolanus snow #sejanus plinth #coriolanus snow fanfic #sejanus plinth fanfic #coriolanus snow x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #coriolanus x reader #sejanus x reader #coriolanus snow x fem!reader #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas

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targaryenluvs · 5 months

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i have a request for an angsty scenario where coryo and reader are together and at the bombing in the arena instead of going to reader he goes to protect lucy gray and reader has to be saved by the peacekeepers or one of her classmates.

WORTH IT

pairings: coriolanus snow x fem!reader, coriolanus snow x lucy gray (suspected), sejanus plinth x fem!reader (suspected)

summary: coriolanus made the mistake of protecting lucy gray during the bombing, rather than you.

warnings: angsty angst, yelling, mentions of cheating, crying, miscommunication and misconceptions

a/n: we do not condone the villainization of lucy gray in this house no ma’am - i think i’m horrid at angst so bare w me please

the roof was crumbling.

the bomb had blown you miles away from where you once stood and your body was aching. the rubble surrounded you and the only person your eyes were searching for was corio.

a flash of red and yellowy blonde darted towards the array of rainbows, lucy and corio.

you were forced to watch on as he tried his hardest to move aside the rubble that was crushing her, and not you. you were lying a few metres away yet his first observation was her, and his mind was on her, his hands too as he dragged her out from underneath.

his face was twisted in, anguish? confusion? he looked at lucy gray as if she was the oddest thing in the world before his eyes drifted to you, then behind you as sejanus pulled you out from underneath.

and as you were about to thank your friend the world faded from your grasp, heaving breaths and the sound of someone shouting your name being the last thing you hear.

the beeping was irritating you.

you thanked the machine for keeping you steady but god did it drive into your skull. as you opened your eyes, corio invaded your space, clutching your face in his hands and he worriedly looked over you, “are you okay? does it hurt? i’m so sorry i thought lucy was you i didn’t- i just saw her hair and- i’m so sorry y/n.” corio rambled as you scoffed. getting up you saw the room was empty, “your parents are outside, so is tigris and sejanus.”

you brushed him off as you approached the tv screen infront of you. lucy. and god did she look amazing. donations were pouring in and all of a sudden you understood why corio seemed so adamant on being with her, helping her. she was a gorgeous songbird and you were a dull capitol parrot. nothing special.

“she looks amazing coriolanus. i hope you win with her.” you spoke softly as your eyes began to tear up at the thought of him leaving you. “hey- i’m doing what we’re all doing, nothing more and nothing less. i’m trying to win here y/n/n, you know i need this more than anyone else.” you sighed, “i know, do what you must.”

corios eyebrows furrowed as you made your back to the bed but not before corio reached out for you. “hey, i’m sorry. you have no idea how scared i was when the bomb went off. the first thing i wanted to do was make sure you were okay but i didn’t have enough time to make sure the person i was going after was the right one. i’m so sorry, i promise i’ll make it up to you. and i promise, you are the one that i want. lucy please.”

was that the sound of your heart breaking?

you raised your head up high, trying to stop the tears from dropping as coriolanus was for once, at a loss for words. you turned around and smiled, “have a nice time with her corio. three years of us down the drain for district 12 scum. she probably doesn’t even love you, wonder what she’ll do when you slip up.”

“and what’re you going to do? crawl to sejanus?”

and as he stuttered, trying to come up with an apology, your eyes teared up again you came to a decision.

he wasn’t worth it.

#coriolanus snow x fem!reader #coriolanus snow x reader #coriolanus x reader #sejanus plinth #sejanus x reader #sejanus plinth x reader #lucy gray x coriolanus

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pinkflufflybunny7 · 8 hours

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At the Capitol Station:

Warinigs: Sad, very very sad. Mention of dead. 🥲❤️‍🩹💔 I try to adapt a little the story of the song En el Muelle de San Blas by the band Maná. Only instead of on a dock, at the Capitol Train Station.

"She said goodbye to her love, he left on a boat at the San Blas dock. (on a train at the Capitol Staion)"

Today was a sad day, you said goodbye to the boy you loved at the train station. He would leave to the twelfth district, where he would be for a timeserving as a Peacekeeper. Despite this, he had promised that he would become a medic and could finish his years of service in a district closer to the Capitol, hopefully on two. But above all, he would come back so the both of you could get married.

He swore he would return, and soaked in tears she swore she would wait.

— Don't be sad, little butterfly. This won't be the last time we see each other. I will come to see you whenever they give me permission, I will call you and send you letters as many times as possible. — Said the boy while he dried the tears that ran down your cheeks with his thumb.

— I know, I know you will. That you are not going to forget about me. But Sejanus, I'm going to miss you so much, baby. — you responded, playing with his fingers, while you couldn't stop the tears from coming out of your eyes again. — I'm a crybaby, I know. — you added with a sad pout. You looked at the hand in which you had the engagement ring that he had given you the day before and smiled. — But I swear I'll wait for you. I love you so much that it doesn't matter how old you are. Truly, I will wait for you my Sejanus. — You told him, caressing his cheeks after having taken his face in your hands.

—I would like not to make you wait so long. And I won't tell you that you deserve better, someone to be with you all the time because I already tried, and you scolded me. — The brunette commented, letting out a soft laugh before placing a kiss on your forehead. — But nothing makes me happier, and gives me strength to face what I have to do, than knowing that when all this happens you are going to be my wife. — He added. The boy now had his arms around your waist. — I love you too much. —Sejanus finished before they gave one last kiss at the train station.

The days went by and feeling sad was normal. But waiting for that call, that letter, made the illusion return to you. It wasn't easy to miss someone you considered your better half. In the last letter, he had told you that he had made new friends. That Coryo had found Lucy, and that they had all visited a nice lake that you would surely like. That had left you happy. It's just that the somewhat that nervous expression in his eyes the last time you spoke to him on the video call threw you off. Something was happening to him, and he didn't want to tell you. Sure not to worry you. Before he hanged the call you were about to ask what has happening when suddenly the call was cut off. The signal with the districts was terrible.

❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹❤️‍🩹

This morning, you had found your mother's wedding dress, and you insisted on wanting to try it on. You wanted to see how you looked like as a bride, plus she had promised you could use it at your wedding with the Plinth. — How do I look, grandma? — you asked as you walked around and stood in front of the mirror.

— Beautiful! You will be the most beautiful bride. — Grandma said happily with a big smile on her face. — Daughter, go see our princess in your wedding dress. It'll just be a second, please. —The old woman commented when she saw her daughter, who was talking to someone at the door. It was Strabo, he seemed to have a more somber and serious expression than usual. — I'm coming, mother… — the tone in the woman's voice was somewhat trembling.

Mr. Plinth left, and your mother closed the door after him. She walked towards you with a worried and sad expression on her face. — Honey… come here. — She said, extending her hands to take yours and then pull you into a hug. She didn't even want to take a good look at how you looked dressed as a bride. At that moment, Grandma knew something wasn't right, and so did you in the depths of your heart. A shiver ran through your entire body. Soon you felt that all your thoughts were clouded, your heart hurt, a lot.

— I'm so sorry, darling, I really am. — Your mother said as she took your face in her hands. — No, that's not true. It's dad's plan to separate us. He never liked him because he was from the district. I knew it… I knew it. — you said in a muffled tone of voice. —Sejanus is coming back, mom. He promised me and I believe him. He's fine, he's fine… — you said repeatedly in denial. Sejanus Plinth couldn't be dead.

— What's more, I'm sure he will be at the train station by now. Today he was supposed to arrive. They were his days off, and he had permission to return home for a few days. — You pointed to the calendar, sure of what you were saying. — I'm going for him, he has to see how pretty the wedding dress looks on me. He will be very happy. I love the two of you, I'll be back. — you indicated to them. In your delirium of pain, you were convinced that he would return. That you just had to be patient and wait. So you took the skirts of that dress in your hands so that it wouldn't drag on the floor, and you headed to the exit before the astonished gaze of your mother and grandmother.

— Daughter, come back. Where do you think you are going? —The woman said, while she tried to prevent you from leaving. — Mom, I already told you. I'll wait for Sejanus to arrive. I'll go to the train station. — There were several attempts by both of them to stop you from doing it, but it was in vain.

¨Thousands of moons passed And always she was at the station, waiting¨

At first, you only went on the days when the peacekeepers were supposed to return to visit their families at the Capitol. But then the visits to the station became constant. There came a day when you didn't want to leave that train station. Days, weeks, months, and years passed. And you were still at that station waiting for him.

¨She was wearing the same dress. In case he came back, he wouldn't mistake. Her hair became white, but no train returned her love. ¨

Many years passed, and no one could get you out of that station. You were still wearing your mother's wedding dress and the engagement ring on your finger. However, your hair was disheveled, the dress was shabby, and your gaze was lost.

¨And one afternoon in April, they tried to transfer her to the asylum. No one could tear her out, and they never separated her from the station.¨

There were many times they tried to admit you to a hospital, but they couldn't. 65 years had passed since that tragic day and the new tributes from 12 arrived at the new and fast train. Maybe your mind did not reason and you no longer even had a notion of time, however you knew where that train came from.

So even when the peacekeepers tried to stop you from speaking to the tributes, you managed to do it. — Darlings. Do you know when Sejanus Plinth will return to the Capitol? We were supposed to get married, but it's almost time for me to go… and he's not coming. He is a handsome young peacekeeper, with dark hair and doe eyes. — you explained to the young couple.

In the twelfth, there were stories of the peacekeeper who was hanged for treason on the hanging tree. Of course, to those in the district he was someone who was on their side, and he definitely hadn't done anything wrong to deserve what happened to him. The young woman was about to let go of reality, this was Katniss Everdeen who usually had no filter, and she wasn't even malicious, she just had little tact. But before she spoke, the boy intervened when he saw the expression of loneliness and sadness in your eyes. They were already the eyes of an old woman, a flower withered by time and sadness. Which made him feel sorry for you. You were just looking for an answer, someone to give you that news that you waited for so many years. — You can be calm. He will join you soon. You will be together again. —The young blonde assured her.

—Why did you tell her that, Peeta? — The girl questioned.

— Because it's what she needed to hear. Also to a certain extent it is true. Look at her Katniss, so old, frail, and sick. We both know he didn't even get a chance to grow old. But so even if he is not in this life, in the next they will meet again. And I think that it won't take that long. — the boy admitted.

¨In the town they called her the crazy woman from the Capitol Station.¨

— Ah, I see that you met the Madwoman from the Capitol Station. — A man was heard commenting to them as he walked alongside the pair with a drink in his hand. The peacekeepers had finally managed to get you away from the tributes. For some reason they had more tolerance for your interventions because every year it was the same. Also, crazy or not, you were still Capitoline. The difference was that this time that boy had restored your hope.

¨She stayed there, she stayed until the end. She stayed there, she stayed at the Capitol Station. ¨

Almost without strength, you managed to sit on an empty bench and watch the train go by, like every day. You closed your eyes and fell into a deep sleep. When you opened them again, there was the love of your life in front of you. Dressed in his formal suit, again with his curls. There was a small mark on his neck, but you didn't pay attention to that. You only focused on having him in front of you again.

— Butterfly, I came back for you. Did you think I would abandon you? I'm sorry it took so long. I wanted to be with you before. Forgive me. — he told you, extending his hand to you so that you could stand up and take it. — I told you that I was capable of waiting a lifetime for you, and that's what I did. You're already here and that's what matters. — Make sure by caressing his cheek. — I love you with all my heart. — you declared. — I also love you with all my heart, little butterfly. — Sejanus replied before kissing you in a long, tender kiss.

#Spotify #sejanus x you #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth imagine #sejanus plinth x fem!reader #sejanus plinth x reader #song fic #maná #the hunger games

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