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fallingstqrss · 5 months

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kiss it better

request: can you do a one-shot just like the scene where coryo goes insane because he thinks that the reader left him in the cabin but she didn't and they just go to spend some quality time.

a/n: thank you so much for the request i love this idea!

summary: following the death of Mayflower and Billy Taupe you and coriolanus decide to flee the districts, hoping to avoid the persecution of the peacekeepers. however, when you seem to get lost in the woods coriolanus panics.

warnings: there is a brief description of mayfair's death but it's not detailed. coriolanus might be slightly ooc cause this is my first time writing him but i swear im trying my best.

Coriolanus had made a huge mistake. he hadn't meant to kill Mayfair, he just panicked. He was just going to let her leave but then you walked in, making you a part of Sejanus' horrible plan.

"What's going on?" You spoke, eyes moving from Coriolanus to the weapons that lay on the table. Coriolanus saw as your eyes widened and he hurried to comfort you. "Corio, what's going on?" You questioned again, clutching onto his bicep, hoping for reassurance.

"Y/n, it's gonna be fine-" Coriolanus started, attempting to soothe you as he ran a hand across your cheek.

"Oh, none of you are going to be fine. I'm gonna tell my Daddy what all of you did and he's gonna string you up!" Mayfair spoke in an almost taunting tone. Her threat casts a chilling shadow over the room. As Mayfair turned to leave Spruce, fueled by tension and adrenaline, raised the gun to her back.

"I can't let you leave," Spruce spoke. Y/n took an unconscious step back, recoiling from the potential for violence. Coriolanus could tell you were scared and he felt horrible for being the reason you were involved in this. His mind was racing, he knew he had to get you out of there.

"She's bluffing, she won't actually do anything." Billy Taupe defended, eager to avoid any harm that might come to his girlfriend and to deescalate the growing tension in the room.

"Really? Was I bluffing at the reaping? Tell me Lucy Gray, how did you like your time in the Capitol?" Mayfair spoke, eyes staring at Lucy Gray, who gasped. Mayfair smiled as she turned to leave. Coriolanus jumped at the opportunity, lunging for the weapon on the ground. In a single second Mayfair had fallen to the ground. You gasped, your eyes fixated on Mayfair's fallen figure. Coriolanus was quick to shield you from the unsettling sight, positioning himself in front of you.

"I need you to go home y/n. I'm going to get this figured out. But you need to go home right now and you can't look like anything is wrong," He spoke, his tone firm and filled with urgency. "y/n, please." Coriolanus spoke again when you didn't move. You had stood still, trying to process the events that had just unfolded in front of you. Finally, you looked up at Coriolanus, a nod of reluctant understanding breaking through your shock. You trusted Coriolanus, he would get you guys out of this.

Coriolanus watched you leave, a mixture of relief and worry painted on his face. Once you were out of sight, he turned back to the remaining people in the room. He was determined, now that your safety was at risk nothing else mattered.

That's how the two of you ended up here, walking through the woods, in search of life beyond the districts. Despite some attempts at small talk, the weight of the recent events hung heavily in the air. Coriolanus could sense you were struggling to come to terms with the deaths of Mayfair and, more importantly, your shared friend Sejanus.

"I just don't understand what happened. Sejanus' plan was horrible but he seemed like he was being careful," You rambled on, your voice heavy with confusion and grief. You were unaware of Coriolanus' involvement in the death of your friend. You also didn't notice the tension of the captured Coriolanus at the mention of Sejanus.

"He apparently wasn't careful enough," Coriolanus responded, his tone colder than usual, a deliberate attempt to steer away from the conversation surrounding Sejanus. He longed to focus on the two the two of you would spend together, the new life you could start. Coriolanus was taken aback when you came to an abrupt stop, forcing him to backtrack to stand in front of you. You stared up at him, your eyebrows furrowed.

"Do you not mourn for Sejanus at all, Corio?" You spoke, your eyes reflecting the sadness and confusion that weighed you down. Coriolanus felt a pang of guilt for being distant. However, the truth of Sejanus' death was a burden that he couldn't bear to share with you. He knew you would've never forgiven him.

"Of course, I do," Coriolanus spoke, his tone softer now in an attempt to console you. Coriolanus brought a hand to cup your cheek. "But, it was his actions that killed him." You still seemed unsure, offering a careful nod before turning your gaze to the ground. Coriolanus dropped his hand, moving to walk next to you again.

Eventually, the two of you arrived at the cabin shown to you by Lucy Gray and the Covey. Coriolanus couldn't shake the feeling of your silence, finding it unsettling. The two of you walked into the cabin, setting your things down. "We should fish for a while, we're going to need some food for the rest of the trip," Coriolanus suggested.

"Lucy Gray said there should be some poles under the floorboards," You spoke, avoiding eye contact with Coriolanus as you hung your belongings on the hooks by the door.

Coriolanus nodded, moving towards the boards he found to be loose. He lifted the boards, his eyes widening as he lifted the sheet to reveal the guns that had been used to kill Mayfair. You observed from across the room, a twinge of concern gracing your features. "What is it, Corio?" You questioned, his familiar nickname being a small sense of comfort in the moment of the unsettling discovery. He remained silent, picking up the gun as he turned to face you. Your breath caught in your chest as you saw the weapon, your mind flashing back to the violent events.

"It's the guns," Coriolanus stated, his eyes moving between the weapon in his arms and you. "This means we can go home," You hummed, nodding in agreement. The revelations held the promise of an escape. The promise of a way home. But, they also unearthed memories Coriolanus knew you could never fully forget.

"I'm going to see if I can find anything to eat around the lake, maybe that one root Lucy Gray mentioned," You spoke quickly, shaking your head as she grabbed one of the small shovels left near the door.

"Y/n, wait," Coriolanus spoke, sensing the uneasy energy that surrounded you. "It could be dangerous," Coriolanus spoke, his protective nature kicking in. You smiled as you recognized his instinct to protect you.

"Well, it's a good thing I've got this," You spoke, attempting a teasing tone as you held up the shovel. You could tell Coriolanus didn't quite believe you and you hurried out of the door. Coriolanus was worried for you but brushed off the interaction, trusting that you could take care of yourself. He rewrapped the guns, hoping to drop them into the lake, burying the echoes of the past.

Coriolanus stepped outside heading towards the boat. His eyes circled his surroundings, hoping to find you. However, he didn't see you. He looked around again, his breathing becoming more ragged as he called out for you. He was met with the horrifying echo of his own voice, no response from you.

You had ventured into the forest after finding that Katniss was not ready to be eaten. You had hoped to find some berries, remembering the ones Maude Ivory had collected for you to eat. You attempted to ignore the way the trees seemed to close in on you, the path you thought you knew being erased. You ignored those thought, you had been going in a straight line, there were no place to get lost along the way.

"They should be up here," You whispered to yourself, letting out a sigh as you hoped to break the silence that lay within the forest. The rustling leaves and distant calls of birds engulfed you as you moved throughout the forest.

You had been walking for a while, looking around you realized you have never been in this part of the forest, a sign that you had gone way too far. You turned in various directions, spinning around as you searched for the way you came. Panic began to set in as you quickened your pace, unfortunately leading you to venture deeper and deeper into the forest.

In her disoriented state, you failed to see the root sticking out of the ground. Her foot caught on the root, causing you to stumble forward. Desperation clawed at you as you tried to regain your balance. However, the forest had other plans.

A divot in the ground forced you to the ground as your hands reached out to break your fall. The forest floor met you with a sickening thud, your head colliding with a moss-covered rock. The world around you spun, the pain in your head intensifying with every breath you took. As your consciousness slipped away, the forest seemed to blur into a blend of green and brown, the shadows seeming to dance together in a mesmerizing rhythm.

Back at the cabin Coriolanus grew restless as he awaited your return. The seconds felt like hours as he stared at the tree line, willing you to appear. Finally, Coriolanus was sick of waiting and decided that he would find you himself.

As he ventured into the forest the trees seemed to swallow him. His breaths came out fast, each step propelling him further into the silent forest. Anxiety was clawing at his chest, hundreds of what-ifs raced in his mind.

"Y/n? Did something happen? If something happens we can talk about it!" Coriolanus shouted, pausing as he awaited a response. But he didn't receive one, he only had the rustling leaves to greet him. The silence that surrounded him was deafening.

"Y/n, please say something. I need to know you're okay," He pleaded again. The forest remained silent, offering no hope to comfort his growing concern. Fear painted vivid scenarios in his head, each one darker than the last.

"Please, y/n, if I did something I'm so sorry. We don't even have to talk about it, please just come back with me." Coriolanus pleaded. His pleas became more urgent. His mood shifted from worry to complete despare quickly.

"Please, I can't lose you too." He spoke, this plea much quieter than the previous ones. His voice broke as he spoke, his eyes searching for any clue of you. His steps quickened as he moved around the forest, his handles trembling as he pushed branches out of his way.

"Please, y/n," He called one more time, assuming the worst. He'd come to the conclusion that you left him. It was either that or you were dead, but he couldn't bring himself to grasp the idea that you were dead.

Unbeknownst to Coriolanus, you began to stir on the forest floor. The pain in your head still lingered but the sound of someone's voice distracted you from the pain. You listened more closely as you tried to sit up. Your senses were snapped back into reality when you realized that it was Coriolanus' voice you were hearing. The closer you listened you realized how distressed he sounded and it practically broke your heart. You listened again to his ever-present calls, trying to hear which direction they were coming from, his voice acting as a life-line.

"Corio," you called out weakly, standing as you braced yourself on one of the trees. Coriolanus' head snapped in the direction of your voice. He hurried in that direction, his eyes wide with fear and relief. "Coriolanus," You called out again, wondering if you had imagined him calling for you.

"Hang on y/n! I'm coming," He spoke. Relief washed over him when he finally saw you leaning up against one of the trees, Coriolanus rushed towards you. In your disoriented state you barely even realized he had found you until he engulfed you in his arms. Your senses finally started to come back to you as you reciprocated the embrace, wrapping your arms around his waist.

Coriolanus pulled away for a moment, his eyes scanning your face, he could hardly believe he'd actually found you. He'd thought you were gone for good. Your eyes met his, being met with a vulnerability from Coriolanus you'd never seen before. Coriolanus hated the way you made him felt. He hated how worried he always was for you. But, he also couldn't deny how much he loved you.

"What happened?" Coriolanus finally spoke, brushing your hair out of your face to examine the cut on your forehead.

"I was looking for those berries, the ones Maude Ivory showed us and I got lost, and then I think I tripped," you began to ramble, stopping yourself to take a breath before speaking again, "It's all kind of a blur." Coriolanus nodded as he processed what you said, unraveling his arms from you as he wrapped an arm around your waist to help guide you back to the cabin.

"Well, I think we should get you back to the cabin," Coriolanus spoke and you laughed as you nodded. You'd had enough of the woods.

Back at the cabin Coriolanus used one of the med-kits you'd brought to clean you up. Your heart swelled at how gentle he was, his hands moving cautiously over your face.

"So, will I survive?" You questioned, a smile gracing your features.

"I think you'll be okay," Coriolanus responded, a smile of his own coming across his face. But, you could tell the smile didn't meet his eyes. You could tell something was still bothering him. The sunlight pouring in from the windows illuminated the worry that was still present in his eyes, a silent acknowledgment of the fear he'd felt when he thought you'd abandoned him in the forest.

When Coriolanus finished cleaning the wound he set the supplies to the side and leaned in, placing a delicate kiss on the spot he'd just tended to. The warmth of his lips lingered on your forehead, a comforting gesture that transcended the physical healing.

"There, kissed it better." Coriolanus whispered as he moved away from you, cleaning up the remaining supplies of the med-kit.

Despite his comforting gesture, you couldn't ignore the concern that was still etched on his face. As he finished putting the med-kit away he turned to look at you, being met with your questioning gaze. "Corio, you've been on edge since we got back. What's wrong?" You questioned him, taking a couple steps closer to him so you could wrap your arms around his waist.

Coriolanus hesitated, his eyes betraying his turmoil of emotions. He opened his mouth to respond but the words got caught in his throat. Tension lingered in the air as you searched his face for clues on what he was feeling.

"It's nothing, y/n. Just a scare, that's all. Everything is fine." Coriolanus spoke. However, despite his attempts to comfort you, you could still sense his unease. You reached upwards, cupping his face to draw his attention.

"Come on, Corio. Talk to me," You spoke. Coriolanus sighed, he was torn between his desire to shield you from his concerns and the intimacy the two of you had always shared. Eventually, he gave in.

"I just... I can't stand the thought of anything happening to you. losing you in the woods, even if it was just for a moment, it terrified me." Coriolanus confessed softly. Your eyes softened at his confession.

"I'm right here, Corio. I'm not going anywhere." You assured, he nodded. "I love you, Coriolanus. Wherever you go, I'm gonna be there." You spoke, his words caught him off guard. The two of you had never used the word love.

"Y/n..." Coriolanus started, his eyes moving away from you. However, your hold on his face forced his attention back onto you. "I've never been good at this, relationships. I'm afraid of losing you, of not being enough." You nodded, you understood Coriolanus' insecurities as he'd previously voiced some of his concerns to you.

"Corio," You took a step closer, "I love you for who you are. I don't need you to be perfect." You assured him. Your words hung in the air, in that moment, leaning into Coriolanus, your lips meeting his in a tender kiss. Coriolanus, having been initially surprised by the kiss, eventually surrenders to the kiss. When the two of you pulled away you spoke again. "I want to go back to the Capitol, Corio."

Coriolanus looked surprised but that was overtaken by a look of happiness. He wanted nothing more than to return to his home and family, and now that you did too there was nothing stopping the two of you. "Wherever you wanna go, I'll follow you." Coriolanus spoke, repeating the words you'd said earlier, you smiled at him.

The decision being made, the two of you faced what leaving the woods meant. Coriolanus worked to dispose of the guns while you packed the remaining items you had at the cabin. As you walked out of the door you saw him pushing the boat back to shore. Coriolanus jumped out of the boat, outstretching his hand for you. You smiled at the gesture, moving to meet him, enclosing his hand with your own.

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thief-of-eggs · 5 months

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I thought Sejanus was gonna kiss Coriolanus at least 3 different times in the movie.

And I thought Coriolanus was gonna kiss him back at least once.

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katnissandpeetamellark · 3 months

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Sejanus Plinth x Text Posts 💜

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spideyhexx · 4 months

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do we think sej has a daddy kink? im going yes

uh huh yep cause I think he's got a breeding kink too.

mdni

Sej is the type to really, really savor the feeling of his bare cock buried deep into you. He would have gotten you into a position where you could feel him so deeply, it felt like you were one.

Both of you are dripping with sweat, but that doesn't even matter. He would've already made you come, citing that he just had to see the blissed-out look on your face before he finally let himself get some attention.

And despite the sweetness of his forehead pressed to yours and the lazy pecks to your lips or the corner of them (cause he'd accidentally miss your lips), his thrusts were the complete opposite.

It was as if he was trying to claim you, trying to make sure it was forever embedded in you how good his cock felt, how much it took up your insides.

Sejanus fucks like he's got something to prove even though he really doesn't. From that first moment you felt him push into you, nothing else mattered but him.

His rough grunt and the way his teeth bite down on your bottom lip as he tries to give you a semblance of a kiss seems to set you off. You don't know what it is, maybe it's the scent of him or maybe it's the fact he's just so big as he lays over you, holding you in his strong arms and giving you everything you deserve (his words).

It just slips out of your mouth in a breathy voice, "o-oh, daddy...," followed by a whimper and an immediate sorry, but Sejanus doesn't even need to say a word to you for you to understand that he loved it.

He knew he'd probably think a little gross of himself later, but at the moment, all it does is burn the fire in the pit of his stomach and he's rutting into you with more fervor than before, "'m gonna fill you up, sweetheart," rolling off his tongue and when you call him that name again, he has the heart to chuckle.

"Oh, you like that? Want me to fill your little pussy, hm? I will. Oh, I promise you I will," and even if Sej keeps up a teasing front, he can't help the little whimpers that come out as he nears his edge.

And if you really keep pushing it and calling him it over and over as you reach your peak, the words are tumbling out of his mouth without even a thought, "You want me to give you a baby? Gotta keep all my cum in you, then, okay? Fuck, I'll stuff you with it if you want."

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diorchids · 4 months

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play date

warnings: 18+ MDNI, smut, no use of y/n, f!reader, making out, swearing, fingering, oral ( m&f receiving ), finger sucking, unprotected p in v, sub&dom!sejanus ( squint ), obsessed!sejanus, praise kink

a/n: this took too long ?? first fic on here so lmk ur thoughts

mature content ahead!

sejanus seems so innocent. his nerdy nature, eagerness to learn, the way he never hangs out after classes. “he stays to himself, a lot,” coriolanus mutters following you asking about sejanus’ personal life. his brown eyes gaze up at the unprovoked mention of his name.

standing from his desk, he waltzes over to you and coryo, “why wouldn’t i stay to myself? you expect me to trust them?” sejanus points to arachne and her groupies. you smile, making him grin after looking back at you and coryo.

dean highbottom makes himself known, clearing his throat. you crane your neck to glance over to sejanus, but his eyes are already on you.

the brief eye contact made you immediately sit back in your designated seat while highbottom asks everyone to partner up for a project, coming up with ideas for the games to come.

trudging your way through the dense population of your peers, looking for clemensia. you’d assumed corio was working with sejanus.

“looks like you’re also in need of a partner,” the tall boy towers over you, his curls bouncing as he tilts his head downward. his eyes narrow on yours, expecting a sad rejection, he squeezes his hands together.

“i guess i am, projects must not be for snow,” he’d left. long gone under the guise of a bathroom break.

sejanus clears his throat, “be mine, then, please,” his throat is jammed with saliva, his tongue gliding around the tips of his teeth. but you oblige, biting the inside of your cheek. “my parents aren't home, just in case you wanted to start there,” he clarified, making sure you knew he was talking about school.

you chuckle at his tense demeanor. “does this house have an address?” sejanus laughs, he’s less on edge, all because of you.

he gets home with the piece of paper with your number on it, brushing over it with his clammy hands. his palms instinctively rub against his clothed dick, making him whine at the pain that needed taking care of. you knew what you were doing.

making him so needy, having him practically beg for your attention. sweaty hands trail up to the phone to dial your number, he hesitates to dial the last digit.

“hello?” your voice raises goosebumps on his skin. he's silent, a lump getting caught in his throat. “sejanus? from class? is the play date ready?”

you sit up on your bed, awaiting his answer. “yeah, s’ready,” his smile could be heard through the phone.

“i’ll be there in, like, 10.” before he could answer, you hung up.

knocks on the door accompany the sounds of lucky flickerman speaking on tv. the door handle shakes after sejanus forgets to unlock it. “one second–! fuckin’ doorknob,” the door opening to his smile, eyebrows anxious and twitching.

“we can head to my room if you want,” he makes it clear he only wants to do the project, fidgeting with the hem of his shirt.

following him upstairs, you notice how nice his house is, putting yours to complete shame. his room has posters, quotes, and pictures of his family. “let's just start now, with brainstorming.”

his eyes flick back and forth from your face and your bra rubbing against your shirt. you draw diagrams of threats that could be implemented into the games, the only driving force is the thought of being a mentor.

your back aches from sitting in the chair for too long, the desk lamp straining both of your eyes. you rose from the desk, making sejanus slightly frown, being farther away from you.

you fall straight back onto his bed, a slight moan escaping your lips. a quiet groan leaves him, his eyebrows furrowing while looking at your pillowy lips.

he fidgets with his hands, trying so hard to not palm his cock while you’re right there, “l’me touch you — please,” he groans out, desperately. this was something guttural, something begging to leave his mouth.

his words fall slowly out it. they take you by surprise, his desperation for you, his whiny voice. his legs go into what feels like autopilot as he walks towards you, so hungry.

“i’ll be so good, so, so good,” his leg between yours, you sitting up, being met with his face. his warm breath against your cheeks makes your breath hitch.

fingers cradle your jaw as his thumb draws circles on your chin, “talk t’ me.” you nod as your eyes analyze his face, taking in every ounce of his words, “whatever you want, do whatever you want,” pulling your waist to his leg, rocking yourself against him.

your wet lips smashing into his, your mouth being searched every inch by his warm tongue. his hands travel all over you, gripping your thighs and your neck. (softly, of course.)

“knees, now, please,” his words leave a mark on your cheek. so soft and yet so demanding. but you comply while sej unbuckles his belt, licking his top lip. seeing you on your knees, so helpless, so nasty.

he pulls his cock out of his boxers, and it slaps his stomach, he’s so achingly hard and big. his pants are discarded onto the floor, you both know they won’t be needed.

sucking air in through his teeth when you prod at his red, leaking tip. head tilting to the side with desperate eyes, eyebrows furrowing when you kiss his tip, he pulls his shirt off. his dick is huge next to your face, you run your finger up a vein, making him shudder.

“mmmf — f- fuck,” he babbles while pulling your hair into his fist, bucking his hips into your warm mouth. “m’ sorry,” eyes roll to the back of his head, his lips swollen from being abused by his teeth.

his bed squeaks as he flops down on his bed to sit, still pulling your mouth onto his dick. cock twitching in your mouth as you squeeze his soft but toned thighs, earning a groan and tug on your hair. “you see what you’re doin’ t’ me? m’ like an animal for you,” eyebrows truly showing how he feels about you. your hands wrap around his cock while you jerk it and suck his swollen, abused tip.

“show me how much you love me, sejanus,” keeping eye contact no brick could break, his cock twitches while you take him all in your mouth one last time. his hand finds its way to your breasts, caressing and squeezing them.

warm spurts of cum coating the back of your throat, his big hands grip your hair, bucking his hips into your mouth. groans and moans fill the room as you look up at him, with those eyes.

his cock twitching against your chin, his face flushed while brushing your hair to the side, “that was s– so good, s’ good,” wet lips quivering from your nails digging into thighs. “felt good?” you say, breathlessly, sejanus nodding immediately, face red and hairs starting to stick to his head.

he helps you to your feet before guiding you toward his bed. rough, big hands lay you down before trailing down to the end of the bed. he looks at you, examining your face attentively before gripping your ankles and dragging you to him.

“let's get this off, ‘kay?” he tugs the end of your shirt, you nodding while pulling the shirt over your head, your lace bra making sejanus groan at the sight of you, so, so beautiful.

he crawls to you, wrapping arms around your chest, undoing your bra, chests rubbing against each other. your bra falls as he watches in awe. sejanus rises and moves to the end of the bed, eyes lidded, once again hungry. tapping your ankle, silently telling you to open your legs, analyzing your wet cunt being soaked through your panties.

“so wet, all for me?” you nod quickly. his thumb presses against your needy clit, making you shiver and instinctively close your legs on his head. “m’ sorry, keep goin’,” grabbing a pillow to cover your mouth, to muffle the moans to come.

“no, wanna hear you,” his arm flexes as he grabs the pillow and pushes your hips up to make space for it.

his fingers hook onto the hem of your panties, pulling them off of your legs, exposing your bare cunt. he ruts himself against his bed as he groans hot breaths right into your clit. fingers glide across your slit, moving up to your clit, earning moans from you and your puffy lips. his tongue licks a stripe onto your cunt before latching onto your swollen clit.

long fingers traveling up to your mouth, and without a word you start to suck and swirl his fingers around in your mouth before him abruptly slipping them out and into your cunt.

lips detach from your clit to speak, “ah, takin’ it so well, baby. talk t’ me, please,” you nod before he curls his fingers up, hitting that sensitive spongy spot. “words, please,” he begs, gripping your thigh with his free hand, squeezing fat.

“love it, love your fingers in me s’ much.” groans fill your pussy as he goes faster, sucking your puffy clit, fingers going in and out. the coil in your stomach tightens with every sloppy thrust.

rabid moans leave your throat as you buck your hips up into his face, him holding your hips down with his hand. the bed slightly moving back and forth from his hips rutting against the edge, “so wet. so fuckin’ sweet,” his muffled words praising your cunt. your hips stutter on his chin and he thrusts mercilessly, in and out.

the fire in the pit of your stomach igniting as you cum all over his face and bed, cum pooling at your ass. his tongue swirling over your clit makes your eyes roll back earning a back arch off of the pillow. “fuck, i’m cummin’, you feel so good in me, love you so much, baby,” you exclaim while writhing under his spell.

his hips hump pathetically against his bed until he hears your words, your praise. his cum coating his boxers in hot, white seed.

“nngmf,” his head falls straight onto your clit. your hands finding his curls, soft moans filling the room. his seed dripping down his leg onto his carpet, leaving a stain, a memory.

“gonna cum in you now, let you have all of it,” crawling up the bed, smashing his cum washed lips onto yours. “can i fuck you, please?” you nod while he pulls his cock out of his wet boxers and lines it up with your entrance, “s’ take it all,” before smashing his hips in and out of your spoiled cunt. lips abusing your needier ones, he couldn’t wait, he couldn’t wait to be inside of you, soaked in your juices.

his hips don’t stop from slamming your cervix in, ripping painful but pleasurable moans from deep down. his flexed arms hold your knees to your shoulders, taking complete control of your body. “you feel so fuckin’ amazin’. better than i ever imagined. so – so warm for my cock, so fuckin’ tight,” you moan while gripping his hair in response, nodding so eagerly, wanting and needing more of his dick.

drool falling from the corners of your mouth, so fucked out, so dumb for his cock, the cock thats bruising up your cervix.

“like you were made for me, fittin’ me all up in here, fuck, gonna empty my balls all up in y– agh,” his balls slap your slit as you both chase the high. the delicious high, the rewarding high.

your pussy squeezes his cock so beautifully, so perfectly. “g’ cum, f’ so good in me,” your whisper, egging him on. he grips your thighs so tightly, threatening to cum all up in you. “you wanna cum? go ahead,” his eyes on yours, “cum all on me, all over me, please, ” his hips thrust violently into you, animalistically.

your eyes dart to your pussy, taking all of him, swallowing his cock so well. him digging his nails into your plush thighs, thrusts becoming sloppy. he pushes down on your stomach to feel himself making you feel so good. your cunt starts to flutter, while the coils tighten again, threatening to snap. “grippin’ me so good, like a fuckin’ vice,” he’s panting into your ear.

“m’ cumming, sejanus, all f’ you,” you reach climax, cum piling at the base of his cock as your back arches, pleasure coursing through you as the juices fall onto the bed under you.

he doesn’t pull out of you, though, instead chasing his high. “you did so good, thank you, thank you s’ much,” he groans out to you, still bruising your cervix. you can’t even respond, being so fucked out from his thick cock stretching you out so good.

cock twitching, he speeds up while gripping your ass, slamming your walls into him. hips stuttering while his warm cum coats the entirety of your cunt, inside and out. he rides his high out, though he pulls out eventually. just to replace it with his thick, long finger.

“love you, love y’ so much,” his bruised lips abusing yours.

he shuffles awkwardly to his bathroom to get you a warm towel, pulling the warm blanket over your bodies.

i see very few fics of him like he isnt so fine, but i must speak my truth!!!!

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chrissymunsons · 3 months

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coriolanus: “….fair.”

#coriolanus snow #coryo #coryo snow #sejanus plinth #coriolanus x sejanus #snowplinth #snowplinth meme #the hunger games the ballad of songbirds & snakes #the hunger games #thg tbosas #thg #tbosas #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #sejanus #sejanus x coriolanus

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pi-mawrth · 3 months

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I presume that sejanus' body was left in district 12, I assume he never got his last rites. Maybe he was stuck there, underground in an unmarked grave until the bombs fell over the district. When for the first time in 65 long lonely years his bones were uncovered and he got to feel the sun shine over his weary remains. His own legacy waking him up to watch the snow fall, the districts rising up, the rebellion that he hoped to see. The mockingjay singing the end of the hunger games. Rather than the jabberjays that haunted him. What he had hoped for, for so long, finally coming to fruition.

But he still doesn't get his last rites.

His name is still lost to time like Lucy Grey's.

He never got to see his own district again.

The capitol fell, his "friend" fell.

He got what he wanted but it was too late for him, for Marcus, for so many others.

Sejanus Plinth is his own quiet tragedy, not 2 decades of life, being an outsider, trying to help. All for nothing, his death is near inconsequential.

A bitter tale of all those we lose to time that never see what they were fighting for. Wrong place or wrong time?

Left in 12, finally at rest in the districts.

#sejanus plinth #sejanus #sejanus deserved better #sejanus my beloved #tbosas #thg #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #a little ramble because he means so much to me and im being so normal about him

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etfrin · 5 months

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All Good Boys Go To Heaven | Virgin! Sejanus Plinth x Virgin! Reader | teaser | 18+

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finally writing this boy coz i got sick of the lack of content :D

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uncleclaudius · 7 months

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Reconstruction of a group of statues portraying the blinding of Cyclops Polyphemus by Odysseus and his men.

The destroyed statues were discovered in a collapsed coastal cave near the Italian village Sperlonga which has been identified as Spelunca, a place, where according to Suetonius, praetorian prefect Sejanus saved emperor Tiberius's life when the cave collapsed in 26 AD.

#ancient rome #emperor tiberius #sejanus #lucius aelius saianus #ancient sculpture #ancient civilisation #polyphemus #it awesome when you can connect an artefact with real historical event

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onlybeeewrites · 3 months

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Music of The Night

Requested: sort of :)

Pairing: Sejanus Plinth x fem!reader

Warnings: none, just some fluff

Word count: 1.63 k

Part 3 of the Valley Song Series: Part 1 -> Part 2

Tag list: @v-love @stinkii-boii

It had been a few days since that day at the lake. It was an amazing rest of the day as you and Sejanus spent a whole more underneath that tree, talking. You learned a lot about each other in those few hours as the conversation came almost too easy.

You had learned a lot about Sejanus. He was not just any Capital boy that volunteered to be a Peacekeeper, but he used to be...is...from the Districts too. District 2 to be specific. You learned that his family became stupid rich after the war, bought their way out of District two. Though you had to admit to yourself that it was impressive, to have so much money. To have enough to buy your way into the Capital. You honestly never thought someone could have so much money.

And then he told you about the Capital, how he never really felt right there. That he felt so helpless. Especially with the Hunger Games. His disgust with the inhumane treatment of the tributes. And that was why he was there. To actually make a change, and you watched his eyes light up as he told you his hopes of becoming a medic.

It was then when you had realized that Sejanus Plinth was like no other boy you had ever seen nor spoke to. His words the passion behind them all, the genuine meaning behind his eagerness. Sejanus Plinth was too good for the cruelness of the Capital, of Panem.

And as you told him about yourself, Sejanus thought the same thing of you. You had told Sejanus a similar story that Lucy Gray had told Coriolnaus when they were speaking about thier background.

How you all traveled around the districts performing before the Peacekeepers came. Your parents spoke up along with Lucy Gray's and within minutes they were all shot. Leaving all seven of you orphans.

You, of course, always gave everything to Maude Ivory, your little sister while Lucy Gray kept look out for you.

You told Sejanus about your performances, how they were when Lucy Gray was gone, and how happy you all were to see her come home. You spoke about how you did not quite like the front stage like your sister and cousin. You had much preferred the backup.

Lucy Gray had been trying to get you to be more confident with your voice and performances, you were absolutely lovely after all.

And by the end of the day, while the summer heat was cooling and you all packed up and made your way back to the Seam, you and Sejanus were truly and quickly smitten. Even Maude Ivory was teasing as the Covey and the two peacekeepers split off for the night.

Though now it had been a few days since then, and you haven't seen nor heard much from Sejanus. Though you couldn't blame him since you knew they always were rough on the new peacekeeper. You were sure that he would show up at one of your shows at some point.

However, what you weren't expecting, was a soft few knocks on your old creaky home. You and Lucy Gray were the only ones awake at such a late hour.

You usually couldn't sleep, at least not easily, and Lucy Gray's nightmares from the arena made it difficult for her too. So usually, as of lately, you both would keep each other company until your eyes grew droopy.

You shared a concerned look with Lucy Gray. Who could be here at such an hour? It was late and most of the District would be asleep by now, especially where they lived. The only ones who would be awake would be the peacekeepers that would be out on patrol.

Swallowing nervously, Lucy gray got to her feet and brushed off her skirt before slowly peeking out the door. You watched as her body relax and a grin on her face with what you could see.

Hushed whispers were exchanged, though you couldn't place your finger on it. That was until Lucy Gray nodded, and left the door open just a crack.

"It's for you. Here," she said passing you your mother's old cardigan before shoving you to the door. "Be careful, don't be out too late." she teased.

You looked to your cousin in confusion as you slipped on the old faded cardigan and made your way to the door. "Lucy Gray what are you doing? Its too-" but you stopped in your tracks as you finally see who it was at the door.

"Sejanus..." you said, feeling your face heat up as you softly shut the door behind you. As you look him over, you notice his peacekeeper's uniform, his rifle slung on his shoulder. He must have been on patrol...did he come all this way to see you? The thought of it made your face heat up.

"Y/N.." Sejanus said quietly, softly, shifting where he stood as he was able to finally see you again. Though it took some convincing of Coryo to allow him to sneak off for a little while, it was well worth it to see your beautiful face in the cool moonlight. Just the thought made his stomach flutter.

"I wanted to see you. They've been on our asses about training and patrolling....but I just wanted to see you again. I saw the light in your window and hoped you were awake. I was wondering if you wanted to have a late night picnic with me...if you're not too tired." he asked.

And that's when you noticed the little rucksack he had tucked away. It wasn't much, you couldn't imagine he was able to sneak much out. Unless he had already prepped and stashed it away somewhere. But the thought that he had come all the way out there to ask you to a midnight picnic made your face flush.

"Of course. How can I say no to that? C'mon," You say after a moment, a large grin spreading over your face. You took his larger hand in yours and tugged him off to the meadow.

There was close enough to return home if needed, but still allowed you both to have some privacy.

"How's this?" you asked.

And what a sight it was. The full moon was shining down over the field, reflecting off of the flowers and some dew drops already forming.

Sejanus smiled and nodded, "It's perfect," he said as you two settled down. He placed his rifle off to the side, though still in reach. Just in case. And once you settled he untied he cloth and residing were his mother's cookies. Your eyes widened as you looked up to him.

"How did you mange to get some of these?" You ask excitedly, picking up one of the cookies and taking a deep inhale. "Smells amazing." you say before taking a bite and letting out a satisfied sound. "Hmm...taste amazing too,"

Sejanus laughed as he took a cookie himself, "My Ma made them. She likes to bake, always has. And she likes to send them to me. Reminds me of home." he explained as he took a bite.

Your eyes and expression softened, "Well," you said after chewing, "My compliments to Mrs. Plinth. my favorite baker in all of Panem," you declared.

Sejanus couldn't help but smile, "I'll write to her and let her know she has a fan," he mused before the two of you fell into a comfortable silence.

The sounds of the nightlife continued to fill the air as the minutes passed. The sound of the wind and soft chirping of the crickets filled most of the silence. Some birds, maybe some owls called out into the late night.

"Thank you for this. It was awfully nice of you," you said after a little while.

Sejanus smiled and nodded, looking over at you. "Of course. I wanted to do something nice. I don't exactly always have the time but....you're worth making time for." he said.

That caused you to flush and glance at him, admiring him in the moonlight as well. The way the silvery beams reflected in his brown eyes, making them almost shining. And the way he was looking at you...damn the way he was looking just made you want to kiss him.

Sejanus swallowed nervously as he stared back at you. The way the moonlight was shining in your eyes and hair, he swore he had never seen someone so beautiful. Slowly he reached up, using his thumb to brush away some crumbs that settled on your lips.

It was now or never.

"Y/N....can I..." Sejanus barely got the words out before you almost too eagerly nodded. He took a nervous breath before leaning in and pressing his lips to yours.

You let out a small sigh as your eyes fluttered closed, slowly wrapping your arms around him to keep him close. The feeling of his lips sent butterflies to your stomach, electricity through your skin as his lips fit rather perfectly against your own.

It had be a dream the way it was all happening. You had never thought that you would feel this kind of emotion again...not after...him at least. But here you were, kissing he cutest boy in all of the Districts.

The two of you pulled back once you felt that burning in your lungs, needing some air. And you did, though you pressed your foreheads together keeping each other close. You looked up adoringly into his eyes before you both started just laughing as you both realized what had happned.

It was almost too perfect as the two of you sat here for a little longer, enjoying your time together, listening to the symphony that played through the trees for you.

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faunshiii · 6 months

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every time i post this it doesn’t show up in tags!!!!!!!!!

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clemensiadovecotes · 6 months

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New pics from entertainment weekly!!

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chicaboom-chic · 2 months

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If history has taught us anything.....

#the ballad of songbirds and snakes movie #the ballad of songbirds and snakes #tbosas #tbosas memes #the hunger games #thg #thg memes #Coriolanus #coriolanus snow #sejanus #sejanus plinth #sejanus plinth imagine #lucy gray baird #ban white men from own guns

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ballad-of-birdy-lamb · 6 months

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can i send a tbosas request? maybe sejanus plinth x female reader during his time as a peacekeeper, they've been talking and he confides in her about the things that trouble him & she comforts him, you can put a romantic spin on it if you want. thank you! 💖

I adore Sejanus and I finally get to write for him! Again, sorry if he's OOC, I haven't read the book in a while.

Peacekeeper! Sejanus Plinth x Fem! Reader (romantic, comfort fic)

I don't fully know Tam Amber’s gender nor do I remember it, so they go by they/them throughout the fic. Nearly all descriptions of the characters are based on the actors and what the characters are gonna look like in the film.

The stage lights flashed on and you were quick to turn away. You held onto Tam Amber’s arm as they laughed at the sudden occurrence. A small part of you felt pity for Lucy Gray, hell, all of the Covey members because of those damn lights. They nearly blinded you.

“I forget you're never on stage,” Tam Amber laughed and patted your back. “You’ll get used to it.”

You chuckle out of embarrassment, not wanting to take it too seriously. Lucy Gray might have been blinded by stage lights at some point in her life. As you blinked, hoping for your sight to go back to normal you looked around the hob. Small dark spots flew around, the after-effects of the lights.

“I can't believe you can deal with that.” You look back at Barb Azure as she gets onto the stage, smiling, almost holding in a laugh. She must have seen you get blinded by the lights.

You sit on the edge of the stage, rubbing your eyes, hoping the dark spots leave your vision. You curse to yourself but giggle from your idiocy. When you look up to see if the spots are gone, you’re met with Coriolanus’ face.

You jump a bit from surprise and place a hand on your chest, calming yourself. “I'm sorry, didn't see you there,” you smile.

“It's alright, shouldn't have snuck up on you,” Coriolanus answered. He turns to Sejanus, grabs something from him, and looks at you again. Your eyes widen with joy at the sight of the presents.

“Sejanus’ mother made these, we thought the Covey would like them more than the other peacekeepers,” Coriolanus remarked. In his hand was a clear plastic back tightly closed around mounds of golden caramel popcorn.

Your eyes were wide at the sight of the caramel popcorn balls in Coriolanus’ hands. You reached out to take the bag from him but Maude Ivory was quick to swipe them away. She seemed to skip as she took them backstage, declaring the present to the rest of the Covey.

“It's very sweet that you were able to get them. They're gonna be spoiled if you keep getting them these treats,” you grin, taking the other bag from Sejanus who stood next to Coriolanus.

You look at Sejanus as he peeks at the backstage area. His dark eyes were sunken in with dark circles under his eyes. Nearly all the peacekeepers had sunken eyes with bags under their eyes. You don't ask about it with Coriolanus, or anyone really, around. It might embarrass him. Turning your attention to Coriolanus, he gives a small smile as he looks in the same direction as Sejanus.

“If you're looking for Lucy Gray, she's backstage. She's just fixing up her guitar strings,” you remark. Coriolanus nods and gives you a quick smile before going to find a seat. You're left with Sejanus.

You look at him as he looks back at Coriolanus and then at the floor. He looks at anything else except you. It was odd, he's never acted like that but you wave it off.

“It's nice seeing you, I didn't know if you were gonna come see the show this week.” You turn your attention to Sejanus, who perked up at your words.

“Yeah, yeah, no I would have come either way. I've got nothing better to do,” he almost rushes the words out. Sejanus looks back at where Coriolanus had gone then at you again.

“It's good to see you either way. Don't bring too many of those treats though, Maude Ivory’s gonna be bouncing off the walls,” you grin and stand from the edge of the stage.

“I'll send a note home to Ma about it,” Sejanus smiles and goes to sit with Coriolanus. You watch him leave, your eyes trailing to his hands, which he clenched and unclenched multiple times. Again, you brushed it off.

Making your way backstage you find the Covey getting their instruments ready. Maude Ivory sat on a black sofa with Tam Amber, eating the popcorn happily. Barb Azure was fixing her shiny black hair with her fingers. You finally found the person you were looking for sitting on a nearby stool.

“Lucy Gray, your boyfriend’s looking for you,” you exclaim. She looks up from her guitar and nods. Lucy Gray sat on a wooden stool, wearing a black floral dress with the instrument in her lap.

“I'm guessing it's Coriolanus.” Lucy Gray laughs and gets the guitar strap over her shoulder.

“Who else?” You smile and grab the partially eaten bag of popcorn balls from Maude Ivory. She whined and reached for the bag, her fingers sticky from the caramel. “You ate too much sugar, it's gonna keep you up all night.”

Maude Ivory nodded but wasn't happy about the treats being taken away. “I was gonna ask where she got those.” Lucy Gray said as she got up from the stool.

“Sejanus and Coriolanus brought ‘em.” You answered before turning your attention to Maude Ivory. “You practiced that song of yours, right? That valley song?”

Maude Ivory nodded excitedly, she looked as if she had forgotten about the caramel popcorn within seconds. “No need to practice! Lucy Gray sang the song and I got it down quick!” She exclaimed happily, kicking her feet.

Lucy Gray nodded and stood from the stool, going to fix Maude Ivory’s hair. “But I still had you practice,” she smiled, running her tan fingers through the young girl’s blonde hair.

Maude Ivory pulled away once she saw the time on her watch. She calls to the other Covey members and they start gathering their instruments and rush onto the stage.

As the Covey gets on stage, you rush to find a spot amongst the people. Looking around, you finally spot Coriolanus and Sejanus. Wasn't too difficult to differentiate them, not many others had buzzcuts by choice. You smile as you step next to Coriolanus.

You wave to Maude Ivory as she speaks to the crowd of colorfully dressed men and women. “Good evening everyone, we're very glad everyone could make it to the show! I’ll be starting this show-off and then after my songs, we’ll hand around a basket for donations. Then Lucy Gray will sing for you to finish the show!”

Many people in the audience turned their heads to the stage and watched as Maude Ivory started her song. Soon, people's awkward shuffling grew to cheerful dancing. Several danced with each other quickly, others slowly. The skirts of women's dresses flew around as they danced, their men following after them.

You stood next to Coriolanus and Sejanus, watching happily as she sang. You slowly swayed to Maude Ivory’s song, her singing loud and high-pitched. Her voice carried throughout the hob, a pleasant jingle for everyone inside, and possibly outside if they listened closely.

Maude Ivory started with her cheerful Valley song then led to a darker song about a miner’s daughter drowning. It was a bit of an odd change of tone but you couldn't deny it wasn't something you minded.

A bit into the second song, Sejanus whispered something to Coriolanus who nodded and turned his attention back to Maude Ivory. You couldn't help but glimpse over Coriolanus’ shoulder and watch Sejanus leave.

“Where’s he going? Is he going home already?” You whisper to Coriolanus. He shook his head in response. The answer made you more confused.

“No, he said he needed some air. He said it was stuffy in here,” he replied and turned back to the younger singer on stage.

You tried to do the same, smiling as you watched Maude Ivory pass around a basket for donations and then Lucy Gray taking the stage. She sang her ballad in a joyous tone, twirling around when she didn't need to sing a line. But no matter how much you paid attention to Lucy Gray and the twirling men and women around you, you couldn't stop thinking about Sejanus. He hadn't returned yet.

You tapped Coriolanus on the shoulder. “I’m gonna go find Sejanus,” you mutter. He nods and looks back at Lucy Gray, who is strumming her guitar with enjoyment.

You trudge your way through the crowd and to the door. You push yourself outside, a gust of cold wind washing over you. Sejanus was right on one thing, it was stuffy as fuck in there. You take a step down the front porch area of the Hob, looking around for Sejanus.

Your eyes widened happily at the sight of him sitting on the edge of the porch but hesitated to speak once you saw his tense posture.

“Sejanus, I came out to see you. You were out here for a while,” you call and take a step closer. Sejanus almost jumps at the sound of your voice but calms when he looks back at you. His deep-colored eyes were saddened but he tried hiding it to the best of his abilities, which wasn't that much.

“Yeah, that's fine. Um, it was kinda stuffy in there…,” he mumbled and looked back at the ground. You glance back into the Hob, looking at Lucy Gray then back at the man sitting in front of you.

“Can I sit with you?” You ask slowly, wondering if he wants your company to begin with. You take in a sigh of relief when he nods. You go to the edge of the porch and sit down next to him, a bit farther apart than you expected but you don't want him uncomfortable.

“So… how's your night going?” You ask awkwardly, looking down at your hands in your lap. Sejanus shrugs.

“Good…,” he mumbles again, not willing to look at you. “How was yours?”

“Good,” you nod. After those already awkward words, you're left in an even more awkward silence. Kicking your feet against the pale brown dirt below you, you take in a breath. “I kinda noticed you were a bit stiff today. Training worse than on other days?”

Sejanus shakes his head. “No, just like every day,” he replies. His head rests in his hands as he speaks, his face contorted with uncomfortable emotions and thought.

You grow tired of the silence and finally ask the question you've been meaning to. “Sejanus, is something wrong? You've been acting all funny tonight and I wanna know if something's bothering you.”

Sejanus seems to stiffen more if that was even possible. You watch him closely yet he chooses not to look at you.

“(Y/n), do you like me?” Sejanus watched the dancing shadows along the dirt ground, not wishing to look at you. “Is there anything that stands out about me? Like… positive things?”

You stared at him as you thought. Of course, you liked him. He was an absolute sweetheart, who wouldn't love him? Sejanus went out of his way to help others whenever he could. He didn't need to give the Covey that popcorn but he chose to. And he helped Maude Ivory work in the garden on weekends.

You nod. “I do like you. You're very kind and you like to help people,” you said matter-of-factly. “Is there any reason you ask that specifically?”

Sejanus doesn't answer or look at you. The muffled laughter and singing filled the silence, your shadows elongated by the light seeping through the hob’s windows. Sejanus rolled his shoe over a rock, trying to ignore the silence that was between you both.

“Sejanus, if something is bothering you then you can tell me,” you smiled as your hand rested on his shoulder. He shook his head, not meeting your gaze.

“No, no it's just…,” Sejanus paused as he thought of the correct words to use. His pointer finger scratched at his nails anxiously. “(Y/n), do you think I'm a good person?”

The question caught you off guard. Sejanus, of all people, was asking if he was a good person. When you thought of the word ‘good’, Sejanus was one of the first people that came to mind.

You give him a confused look and nod. “Of course, I think you're a good person. What makes you think otherwise?” Your words were soft compared to the calamity taking place in the hob. Lucy Gray’s singing rang through the air but you paid no attention to it. All of your attention was on Sejanus.

He wiped his face with his hands and sighed. “I just… I think I'm too good at this Peacekeeper stuff,” Sejanus remarked, the way he spoke brought a negative air to the words.

“Isn't that a good thing? You don't want to be left behind in whatever training you have to do,” you said as you laid your chin on his shoulder, gazing at him as he spoke. Sejanus stiffened but didn't try to push you away. He shifted closer to you, almost wrapping around you to pull you closer but didn't at the last minute.

“Yes but… I don't want to be a peacekeeper. I'm not violent and I don't want to be. If anything, I don't like how good I am at the job. If I had been given a different job entirely, one without the violent parts, I would be fine with it!” Sejanus replied as he held his face in his hands. “I just don't feel like a good person.”

Being a Peacekeeper was always known to be backbreaking, not only in training but in the lives the Peacekeepers would be forced to live. It was purgatory for them. It must have been so difficult for Sejanus to have to deal with this. He wasn't a violent person, anyone who was anyone knew that.

“I'm too good with a gun,” Sejanus huffed as he stared at the ground. “I know this sounds stupid but when I was younger, my father made me practice shooting a gun a lot. Now I'm too good at it and I feel awful.”

“But you're not an awful person, I know that for a fact,” you said softly as you took in his expression. Sejanus’ brows were knitted tightly together and from a specific angle, made him look angry. Maybe he was, maybe he was angry at the idea of being such a bad person.

“You’re a very good person, Sejanus. You are the sweetest man I've ever met. You are nice to others even if you don't know them and you help them. You barely knew me a couple of months ago and you helped me a lot. You've treated the Covey with so much kindness too. Don't let your job get to you,” you explain, hoping your words would help him just a bit.

Sejanus stared at you, wondering if you were being truthful. Part of him wanted to not believe you, wanting some form of punishment for what he's forced to do; another part wanted to believe you, wanting to take in your words and know they were candid.

You gazed at him silently, expecting him to say something but he just embraced you. His arms wrapped around your torso in a tight grasp, his face hidden in your shoulder.

Your body was stiff in his arms, not knowing what to do at the unexpected touch. Sejanus pulled you as close as he could, wanting to find comfort in your grasp. Finally giving in, you immerse in his warmth and drape your arms on his shoulders.

“I know I won't understand what you go through, Sejanus. I just want you to know, that I'm here for you, and I care about you,” you mutter, his arms loosen as he leans into you.

Sejanus stayed so close, it was as if your touch was comfort, hell, salvation for him. His head against your shoulder, his arms around your waist, fidgeting with the fabric of your clothes, he found a form of reassurance in your arms.

You had held children in your arms -particularly Maude Ivory- when they cried but you never felt this much desperation for your touch in a long while. Sejanus soaked in your warmth and presence, his muscles loosened evidently, he was almost putty in your grasp.

Slowly lifting your head from Sejanus’ shoulder, you peek at his face. He was staring at you. It almost caught you off guard and made you uncomfortable until you saw how he gazed up at you.

Sejanus gazed up at you with something you could only make out as devotion. It must have been the validity of your words that made him stare at you like that.

He looked away when you stared back, blush quickly covering his face as he sat up again. Clearing his throat, his eyes fell to the ground. “Sorry,” Sejanus muttered.

You don't answer. Looking down at your hands, you contemplate what he could have meant when asking you specifically about him. Was he trying to see if you liked him like how he possibly likes you?

“Have you always looked at me like that?” You scan his face closely, hoping for a hint of an answer within his expression.

Sejanus hesitated but nodded nonetheless. “Not always but it's been going on for a while,” he pursed his lips and finally looked at you. “(Y/n), I really do like you. I think you're very beautiful and talented and funny and…”

He trailed once he looked at you again. His face was red from his confession and embarrassment from being caught staring.

“And I'm madly in love with you.” Sejanus finished hastily and diverted his eyes. He wiped his face with his hands while waiting for you to say something.

You never took Sejanus’ kindness as a form of love, maybe that was just him? He loved you and was just kind. You never got that he felt any romantic feelings for you.

His eyes watch your face closely, wanting to see if you felt how he did. “Can I kiss you?” Sejanus muttered as his cheeks gained a red tint. Your eyes widen and you nod. Maybe it was the heat of the moment but something made you want to kiss him too.

Sejanus took your face into his hands, brushing his thumb on your cheek. Your hands sat in your lap, slightly balling up your clothes, fidgeting because the moment to come. He took in a breath, trying to gain courage before leaning in and kissing you.

Your body seemed to melt with his touch, his hands warm as his fingertips glided over your hands. His free hand held your lower back, pulling you closer to him. If you could have pulled him closer, you would have. Sejanus kissed you like he had never kissed anyone before. It almost seemed to be a mimic of the kisses actors would give each other on TV. Those weren't real, nothing was behind those embraces. But the same couldn't be said for the obvious endearment Sejanus felt for you.

Sejanus finally pulled away from you, his face a deep red as he panted. He more likely didn't breathe out through the entire kiss. While Sejanus tried catching his breath, he couldn't stop admiring you. His eyes were fixed on you like you were the brightest and prettiest star in the sky. His hand fell from your body as he sat awkwardly next to you, he was still a blushing mess. “Thank you,” Sejanus mutters through his hand.

You couldn't help but laugh at his manners. “You’re welcome, Sejanus.” Kissing his cheek, you took his hand into yours. His hand squeezed yours. His face slowly fell from his smile.

Sejanus turned to you again and spoke. “I need to tell you something I've been planning with Billy Taupe.”

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So sorry I haven't been posting, school has been a lot and I've had writer's block for a while 😭

Also, this is absolute ass compared to my Lucy Gray fic. So sorry

And don't mind the casual buzz-cut slander in here. I just don't like them

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