can we have modern!sej x reader and he listens to us rambling about our interests..... like no one listens to me irl i need my fictional bf to listen as i talk about dr stone or animal crossing or pokemon... hed be suchhh a good listener guys
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first of all i’m sorry it took me so long to get to this ask😭 second of all 🍎🐛 anon i love this idea I also LOVEEE ranting about my interests 😭 I want this so bad😭😭
𓂃 ོ⋆☀︎𓂃⛱ ranting to Sejanus about your island on Animal Crossing 𓂃 ོ⋆☀︎𓂃⛱
"Oh you have got to be kidding me."
"Sweetheart?" Sejanus turned his attention towards you. "What's wrong?"
"He has crossed the line this time! This shouldn't even be allowed!"
"Who crossed the line?"
You were seething with anger at this point. "First he forced me to take on this loan, and now all this pestering about things he needs done."
He looks to you with worry in his eyes, not liking the idea of someone taking advantage of you. "Who are you talking about honey? Who's bothering you?"
"Tom Nook," you huffed as you crossed your arms.
Sejanus blinked. "Who?"
You gestured towards the gaming console in your lap where Animal Crossing was on your screen. "
"He's a.. video game character?"
"Yes and look how much I owe him Sejanus! All this for my house with two rooms."
"That is unfair," his arm makes a home around your shoulder. "But I thought you liked these little guys sweetheart? You were telling me the other night about their store."
"You mean Timmy and Tommy. Tom Nook would never ever get a kind word from me, not after everything he has put me through."
"Oh definitely not." Sejanus pressed a kiss to the side of your head as you picked your nintendo switch back up. "Tom Nook looks the same as those two."
"Actually," you cleared your throat before going on a tangent. "Timmy and Tommy were raised by Tom Nook in a way. He taught them a bunch of stuff about running a business and economics. You know Sejanus they actually run the shop I was telling you about to help him out. Or at least I think that's why they do it? I could be wrong, don't fact check me on that. Did you know that they're twins?"
"No, I didn't know that baby." Sejanus loved hearing you rant, he would gladly nod along to your tangents all day. "How are the rest of your villagers doing?"
"Okay first of all Timmy and Tommy aren't official villagers on my island, they're shopkeepers. Not that I wouldn't want them as villagers! There's just no way in the game where I could invite them to my island as a resident or-"
He interrupts you with a kiss and you can feel his lips smiling against yours. "I know honey, you told me this last time. How about you tell me about your villagers now, yeah?"
"Which one?"
"All of them."
You smiled. "Who should I start with?"
"Whoever is your favorite."
Sejanus watches the screen as your character tries to go into one of the houses. "He's not home," you frown.
"You could go looking for him," he suggests. "Unless he left your island."
You shook your head, "He would have asked beforehand. And then his stuff would all be packed up and his house would be full of boxes."
"So you can go looking for him."
"I could… Or I could give you a tour of my island first?"
You looked to him pleadingly and who was Sejanus to refuse his beautiful angel? "Of course you can pretty."
You had kept him up far past his usual bedtime, ranting about the little personal details you added to your village. Sejanus wouldn't have it any other way, even if your sweet voice eventually did lull him to sleep before you had a chance to re-introduce him to your villagers.
umm may i request sejanus and reader in a pre-established relatiosnhip but it's kept private so people dont peer into their lives but they lowkey get caught making out 😂😂🫰 Im projecting my fantasies here.
I cant remember if it was U who had a fic similar to dis or someone else but i🤤 could go for more of these fics... Um. If U dont want to write this U dont have to Ok? I love ur sejanus fics and I feel so fed and full egerytime I read them 🩷🩷 Thank U
Sweetest Secret
sejanus plinth x fem reader
anonn :( u are so sweet!! im so glad you enjoy reading my sejanus fics because he barely gets any love in the fandom lol <3
Your family was far too nosy for their own good, spending too much time dishing out details that didn't concern them. Not wanting to become their next victim, you always vowed to keep the details of your life private. None of them were informed in the change in your relationship status, neither did they know the boy you spent your time with was none other than Sejanus Plinth. Your older brothers and a few of your uncles had been working on some sort of plan to take an audience with Strabo Plinth and somehow convince him to give your family a hefty donation, truth was that Strabo Plinth was just the latest wealthy man that contained riches your family were enchanted with. He wasn't the first nor would he be the last, you didn't understand how they hadn't grown tired of this game by now. Why would a rich man ever carry the key that would unlock the treasure chest of your family's dreams to begin with? Who's to say that the key wasn't in the possession of their own selves?
Unlike the rest of your family, you always knew that you held the key to your own dreams. You just weren't sure what to do with it. What good is a key without a lock? For the longest time you deemed your key as useless, there was nothing for it to unlock or open.
When you met Sejanus it was as clear as day that he was the lock you were looking for. When you both became involved with one another, it was easier to understood your family's obsession with living out the dream. You just weren't going to tell them that.
"I've heard the Plinths own the largest estate in the area", your uncle fawned over breakfast. "Strabo's done pretty good for himself".
"Didn't know the two of you were on a first name basis", you muttered under your breath.
"What was that?"
"Nothing! I'll be heading out now!" You pushed your plate away just as fast as you made your way to the door.
It was lovely outside, and the day became even brighter when you ran into Sejanus right before you got to the library. "Didn't we have plans for today?"
"Did we?", you acted as if you had forgotten but in truth you just wanted to keep him on his toes. But Sejanus knew you too well for you to pull tricks like that.
"You remembered", he chuckled. "You remembered but?" he waited for you to finish his sentence.
"But I had a few errands to run beforehand".
"Alright", Sejanus slung an arm around your shoulder as you pulled out a slip of paper from your pocket that listed to books you were here to pick up.
It didn't take long for you to retrieve your books, and once you did Sejanus gladly held them for you. "So now that you're done with your errand I was thinking that we could-"
"I have to drop these home first", you interrupted.
You watched as he clicked his tongue before smiling back at you. "Alright, let's go sweetheart".
The house was empty when the two of you arrived, just as you knew it would be during this time of day.
"Where do you want these?", you were glad that the stack of books in Sejanus's hands hid his line of sight from how messy your room currently was.
"On the floor is fine".
"Is that all?"
"You've done enough". You kissed his cheek in thanks.
"You're welcome". He pressed a soft kiss to your lips in return. His gesture was much bolder than yours.
Sejanus quickly stepped back. "Was that too?-"
"No", you breathed out as you pulled him closer to you. This time it was you who pulled the bold gesture of initiating a kiss.
Sejanus was no fool, of course he reciprocated back. You two were both sprawled out at this point, he couldn't help himself and neither could you.
"You're so pretty", he pulled away for a short moment to brush the hair out of your face so it wouldn't bother you. "Beautiful".
You smiled against his lips. "You always tell me that".
"I can get more creative". He smiled before he locked his lips back onto yours.
You were more than willing to kiss him senseless, but you suddenly caught a hold of yourself.
"What's wrong?", Sejanus asked.
"Nothing. I just.. I didn't mean to get so carried away".
Sejanus was still breathless as he slightly titled his head in confusion.
"I'm sorry", your hands wipe at your face. "I shouldn't have-"
"Shouldn't have what?"
"I just.. I got carried away". Repeating yourself only made you more nervous. "It's just.. I was being sloppy".
"Sloppy? You were doing just fine baby".
"I was slobbering".
"So now it's slobbering?", he smiled but you didn't reciprocate it. "You're perfect. What makes you think you're a bad kisser lovely?"
"Nothing, I just-"
"Is it this?", he kissed the side of your lip. "Is it me? Am I doing something wrong?"
You would have responded if Sejanus wasn't so eager to kiss you properly. "Sejanus.."
"Angel..", he cooed back. His soft hands cradled your head as he kissed you once more.
You giggled at his antics. "So this is funny now?"
"Nuh-uh", your hand reached for his hair.
"Well what's got you giggling then?-"
"What're you doing home? I thought you were- Oh-"
You pushed Sejanus away as soon as you heard the voice. You didn't expect anyone to be home, let alone one of your brothers. He didn't seem to pay too much attention to you though.
"That's- You're the Plinth boy. What's the Plinth boy doing here?"
"So what do you need? Whatever it is, you're not getting it cause of how you barged in here!"
Your brother paid you no regard. "Did your father get one if my uncle's letters? Or maybe one from any of my brothers? Did he get mine at least? Is that why you're here?"
Sejanus cleared his throat, "Letters?"
"I'm sure he had to receive at least one. "How'd you even get in here anyway?..", your brother suddenly turned to you.
"What?"
"Is this?..", he gestured between you and Sejanus, "Are you two?-"
"Strabo Plinth didn't get your letter alright!", you yelled.
He turned to Sejanus as you pushed him out of your room,"If you can put in a word with your father next time you see him-"
The door slammed before he could finish his sentence. "Ignore that", you told Sejanus. "All of that".
"Even what happened before?", Sejanus smiled.
"You know what I meant", you scoffed playfully as he leaned in to kiss you once more.
hello! If you’re up for it I’d love to see sejanus plinth x reader with chronic pain. Fluffy preferably! maybe him comforting them during a flair up? thank you (and you’re one of the best sejanus writers)
aww thank you so much anon!
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sejanus plinth x fem reader
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The cold spot on the floor never was a place you noticed much, but laying on the surface somehow always helped soothe with the aches in your back. The position payed its price by worsening the throbbing of your knees, but your pains were particularly bad today.
Still, you could've made an effort to check your calendar and remind yourself of the dinner date Sejanus had planned for the two of you. You nearly burst into tears when he opened the door and was confused to why you didn't show up.
"Oh gosh", you mumbled still lying on the floor. "I'm so sorry that it slipped my mind".
Sejanus knelt down to your level, "Don't worry about it sweetheart. It's alright, I'm more worried about you right now".
"I feel fine", you withered out. It was an obvious lie. "Maybe it's not too late, we can still go".
"Honey I don't think you should be going anywhere right now", Sejanus said as he placed his cool palms over your back, exactly as he did the first time you confided to him about your aches. "You're hurting".
"A little", you admitted.
"The way you're curled up makes me think it's more than a little", his brow creased with worry. "Talk to me?"
"I'm sorry", you voice cracked before it unleashed the dam of tears. "I've been like this all day. It's hard, it hurts".
"Oh angel", Sejanus wiped away a few of your stray tears. "I wish you would have called me earlier, I would've come running".
Your sobs grew. "I wanted to, but it hurt too much to reach for the phone!"
He couldn't help but mentally slap himself for the previous comment, of reminding you of your own frustrations. "I'm here now. You don't have to reach for anything".
Somehow Sejanus managed to coax you into bed, and he didn't once mention how you had dampened the pillow case with all your tears. "Just lie down, try your best to relax love", he had a hand rubbing up and down your back.
"Thank you.. I'm sorry you had to be here when it got this bad". You winced as the pain in your back continued to spread.
"Don't apologize", Sejanus pressed a kiss to your forehead. "You have nothing to be sorry for".
"I ruined your evening, your plans".
"Don't be dramatic", he teased. "You didn't ruin anything".
"You had plans".
"I had plans to spend time with you. Which is exactly what I'm doing. Do you need anything else baby? Is it still hurting?"
Your tears spilled as your head bobbed up and down in a nod. You couldn’t help but cry when Sejanus was being so kind to you in your time of need.
“Sweetheart what’s wrong, is it flaring up really bad again?”
Yes. But that wasn’t the reason for your tears, “You’re just-”
Sejanus loosened his grip on you, “Am I hurting you?”
“No!”, you said rather quickly as you dragged his hands back to where they were. “You’re just being so.. nice and gentle with me”, you blubbered out in between your tears, “It’s all I’ve ever wanted”.
“Sweet girl”, he kissed the top of your forehead. “That’s all you wanted? For someone to hold you”.
You nodded as Sejanus held you closer to him. He hadn’t minded your tears spilling onto him, he just wanted to soothe you.
your sejanus fics are so sweet! If you’re up for it i’d love to see modern!med student sejanus, maybe his partner is in a different degree program like a liberal arts one?
pairing: med student!sejanus x theater major!reader
summary: filming audition tapes on your own is always an experience, especially if a med student pass by and convinces himself you're dying in your room.
notes: first fic of the year on the account, seems like I'm physically unable to keep up a steady posting-calendar on here lol :,) Still. Thank you sm for the request, hope you enjoy <33 sorry it's a bit short!
warnings: mentions of violence and blood (all fake) - also forgive any grammar mistakes, english isn't my native and this is not proof read!
You clear your throat, take a deep breath in.
The gut wrenching scream you let out - as your friend has defined it when you rehearsed it earlier - leaves your throat scratched, but the tears pour down easily with it, supporting your performance.
The red light on the camera in front of you flashes bright sporadically, a silent reminder of the tape you're filming. You try to pay no mind to it of course, but it's hard not to knowing it could potentially change your life.
You're no fool, you know working in the cinema industry is in no way a safe net for your life. But it's your dream, it has always been, so when you saw the open casting call for a new Alien tv show you knew it was your chance to break through.
But, well, Alien tv show means the audition tape sounds like your throat is being slit open in your college dorm. It happens more often that one would think, honestly, which is why you always put a sign attach to your door that says DON'T WORRY - AUDITION TAPE BEING FILMED INSIDE.
You give a few coughs, pretending to be spitting blood. You lay down on your bed, touching your stomach to check your imaginary wound. You let out a whine in pain, forcing yourself to make your sobs sound as realistically as possible.
"I don't- help, help!" You yell out, coughing some more for good measure. "The blood, blood..." You continue, looking down at your stomach and hands, shaking as you clutch them closer to the fake wound.
"So this is how I go," you say, a shaky ironic laugh escaping your lungs, "in a puddle of blood, surrounded by-"
"I'm here! I'm here!"
You let out a startled yell as someone bursts in your room, falling down after breaking the door open with his shoulder. Quite frankly, if it wasn't for the way he had invaded your privacy with such unnecassary urgency, you'd find him quite handsome.
You don't recognize him as one of the other students, not from your major anyway. But he looks young enough to be your age,
But he has broken down your door, right during your self tape recording, so you just glare at him in shock as he pants. His eyes dart around the room in panic, searching for- whatever is the reason he had bursted into your room.
"Wha- are you okay? Where's the wound?"
You crossed your arms, lifting one eyebrow in upset confusion. "Excuse me?"
"Are you okay? You were screaming, talking about blood."
You frown for a moment before looking down at your stomach, hand still holding the imaginary wound out of instinct. You close your eyes and bite back a groan as the realization of what's happening hits you, pinching the bridge of your nose.
"I'm fine." You tell him, voice firm and annoyed. "I was acting."
The guy seems confused, he furrows his eyebrows and scan your body looking for proof of the truth behind your words. He takes a step closer, as if to see you better, then looks to the side and sees your camera. The red light is shining bright, signaling it's still recording the scene.
Realizing his mistakes he gulps and looks down for a second, eyes flying back to you as he clears his throat awkwardly. "S-so... so you're all good?"
"Of course I am."
"So you were, uhm..."
"Shooting a self-tape." You finish for him, sitting up on your bed and crossing your arms. It's getting quite annoying, actually, the way he keeps staring at you like you're a kicked puppy. "It was on the paper at the door."
"Paper?" He asks, turning around to look at your now smashed door. "What paper?"
You can't help but groan in annoyance now as your roll your eyes and stand up, walking to the room's entrance. "Here." You say, probably sounding exasperated, pointing at the door. "I had attached it here."
"Okay well, it's not there anymore." And he says with with a grin on his lips, like he has any right to burst into your room and disrupt your audition, which only makes you want to yell at his face.
"It probably was, before you so gracefully smashed it down."
"I can assure you, it wasn't." The guy insists, shrugging. He walks past you and peeks in the hallway, checking left and right. He shakes his head and turns towards you again, "no sign in sight."
"But there was! I distinctly remember writing it." You keep saying, crossing your arms with a frown which is getting so deep you're worried it'll give you wrinkles for life.
The guy is holding onto the entrance, squinting his eyes as if to study you. Honestly, why is he even still here? One would have gotten the hint by now that he was an unwelcomed guest.
He sighs and nods, raising his hands up in defeat. "Okay, I'm sorry. We definitely started off on the wrong foot, here."
We shouldn't have started at all, you want to say, but you keep yourself quiet and let out a small humph. He approaches with a small, cute smile, hand extended for you to shake it. "I'm Sejanus. Sejanus Plinth. Med Student."
He looks at you expectantly. Realistically you should probably tell him to fuck off and throw him out for interupting you, or at least so you can go back to your tape. But there's something in his smile, the way his big brown eyes look at you silently asking for forgiveness.
You bite your bottom lip and give in, shaking his hand offering him a lift of the corner of your lips. You tell him your name and your own degree, which makes his eyes widen in wonder.
"Woah, that's amazing. I mean, I had kind of assumed so from the tape... I'm sorry about that, by the way."
You sigh and shrug, looking at your camera. "It's fine. I mean- no, not really. But I can just re-do it later, I guess." You say as you walk over to it, turning it off. When you look back Sejanus' eyes are staring at you, filled with embarassment and a hint of sadness, too.
"I'm so, so sorry. I just thought you were hurt."
"I get it." You say, the annoyance you were feeling just a moment ago seemingly gone in favour of comfort for Sejanus. You can hear he truly does feel bad about it, and it's not like he's the first one to interrupt you anyway. He did it for a good reason too, technically, so you can't truly be mad at him.
"Yeah?"
You nod. "I mean, you heard someone desperately yell about being hurt and bleeding out. Considering you want to be a doctor, I'd be seriously worried if you didn't burst in." You say laughing, earning a chuckle from Sejanus as well.
He looks behind you then, an amused frown forming itself on his brows. "Just out of curiosity, did the sign say something like 'DON'T WORRY - AUDITION TAPE BEING FILMED INSIDE' ?"
You tilt your head. "Yes? So you did see it."
"I sure see it now." Sejanus says, smiling, pointing behind you.
You turn around confused and sure enough there is your paper, resting on your desk, completely untouched. Your eyes widen. You freeze on the spot, too ashamed to face Sejanus to turn around again. You desperately search your brain for the memory of you hanging the sign out of your door, to make sure to avoid accidents like the one with Sejanus.
But for the love of everything that's good, you just can't.
"Oh my God." You say, hiding your face in your hands. "I didn't hang it."
"I've noticed."
"I only wrote it. Then put it here and- forgot about it, I guess."
"I figured that."
You groan and turn around, face still hidden behind your hands. "I'm sorry?" You murmur, though it sounds more like a question than anything.
Sejanus snorts and tries to cover it up with a cough, waving his hand dismissively. He has such a cute laugh snd smile it makes you wonder how you could have possibly been upset at him just a few minutes before. "Oh, it's fine. As long as you forgive me for your door, at least."
You run your hands through your hair and nod, "I can definitely do that." You open your eyes to find Sejanus smiling at you with a kind, soft gaze, like it doesn't matter that he just met you; staring at you like that it's all he wants to do from now on.
He clears his throat, definitely more at ease than before. "So, I should probably go now."
You nod and fold your hands behind your back, humming. Ironically enough, a part of you wants him to stay. "Or maybe you could stay?"
Sejanus breaks out in a grin, raising one eyebrow. "I thought you wanted me to leave?"
You blush and shake your head, waving to your camera. "Well- yes. But you've interrupted my filming and smashed down my door, might as well help me with the audition now that you're here, no?"
Sejanus hums and nods, agreeing with you. "I can do that."
So you spend the rest of the evening with Sejanus, you laying in bed faking unbearable pain while he reads the other characters lines for you, with a not-that-bad acting too, if you have to be honest.
The time spent with him is the most fun you've had in a while, honestly. Sejanus is funny and kind, putting so much effort in making sure the audition tape is perfect even if it doesn't affect him in the slightest, and it's quite funny to think about the fact he didn't even care about it only a few hours ago.
Yet here he is, a med student fixing your camera set up just to make sure the light hits your face from the right angle, that your whole figure is visible in video and that your lines are loud and clear.
He puts your door back in the frame (more or less: you'll need to get it fixed professionally, as soon as possible) and reminds you to hang the filming inside sign, too.
When you're finally done with it, you both watch it with a satisfied look on your faces.
"It's great." Sejanus states proudly, arms crossed as he nudges you with his shoulder.
"Thanks. Now I just have to send it in, and then we wait."
Sejanus turns to you and smiles wide, trying to reassure you. "Don't worry. I've known you for like two hours and you're already one of the best actresses I know. They'd be fools not to choose you."
His comment makes you blush, looking away from him in shyness. His eyes on you have a weird effect on your stomach, your heart, your- everything.
Sejanus seems blissfully unaware of this as he cracks a joke about sending an alien off to the tv show's headquarters in the rare case they don't pick you, to which you can only laugh awkwardly trying to play it off cool.
When it's finally time for Sejanus to leave, you two linger on your doorframe for probably longer than necessary. You exchange a few words over meeting up again, exchange numbers too.
When he says he needs to leave for a late class, you clear your throat. "Of course. And if you ever need a hand with your med work..."
Sejanus clicks his tongue. "Come to think of it, I do needa hand for a surgery assignment. You know, opening up a body and all of that."
You stick out your tongue and fake a gag, making Sejanus chuckle. "I'll see you around then?"
You nod. "See you around."
You watch him as he walks away, smiling to yourself content. It truly sounds like the start of a fantastic friendship between you two, and if it'll grow to be something more... well, you can't be nothing but happy about it.
since you’re open for more requests, I’ve been wondering what sejanus would be like with a victor!reader (assuming he came back from 12)
❤︎ sejanus comforting victor!reader ❤︎
sejanus plinth x victor! reader , cw: mentions of skin picking
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L-U-C-K-Y. Lucky. Your fingertips traced the word onto the palm of your hand, it was supposed to ground you. Why wouldn't it? After all you were lucky to have "won" the hunger games, at least that's what you were told.
"You're doing it again", Sejanus took a notice of your fingers tracing the word. He understood this pattern that started by tracing assumptions and ended with you violently picking at your fingertips until the skin was left bare and bloody.
You failed to notice his concern, too busy tracing out the word. L-U-C--
"Honey?", he knelt down to your level, not sure about taking your hands in his own just yet. "You with me?"
"I'm here", you mumbled bleakly.
"Yeah? Do you mind if I-"
You knew what was his request was, he asked the same question in that same soft voice every time. Quickly, you placed the back of your hand on his, leaving your palm out.
S-T-R-O-N-G, his fingers traced out. A tear of yours fell onto your hand as he spelled the next word out, K-I-N-D.
"Thank you", you whispered.
"Can I do another one?"
"..If you want, yes".
B-E-A-U-T-I-F-U-L, he spelled out before he started another. W-O-R-T-H-Y.
"I'm not", you argued. "All the things I had to do.. if you saw, you would understand why I'm not worthy of any good. You wouldn't even be next to me now".
"Nothing could ever make me move from your side", Sejanus's forehead met yours.
You bit your tongue, hoping for the uneasiness that rose inside you to pass.
"Maybe tomorrow we can have a picnic? If you're up for it?"
"Yes, please", you voice came out wrangled. "I would like that".
He took note of your nature almost immediately, spelling out the word 'safe' onto your skin. S-A-F-E.
You pulled up the sleeve that covered up his arm and spelled out: T-H-A-N-K-Y-O-U.
"Is it late?", you asked Sejanus not bothering to look out the window. You were afraid of catching your reflection on the glass, would it be you who was staring back at yourself?
"Not too late for us to stay up a bit longer, but also late enough if you'd want to go to bed soon". You loved it when he left the choice up to you
"I think I'll stay out here for a little while longer. You should go to bed".
"If that's what you want", he kissed your forehead before he got up. "Goodnight sweetheart, I love you".
You didn't say it back. You wanted to of course, but your lips were no longer yours to control. Suddenly, your spot on the floor grew to be a rather uncomfortable area to sit on. You flew up when you noticed Sejanus heading towards the door of your shared bathroom. "Don't! No!"
Sejanus stepped back, turning to get a better look at you. "I'm sorry angel, didn't mean to startle you. I'll open the door quieter yeah?" Sejanus reached for the doorknob again and you practically threw yourself against him in an effort to stop him. "Love?-"
"Don't Sejanus!", you cried out. The tears scalded your cheeks, you swear you could feel the dangerous warmth radiating off them.
"Oh no this isn't- Honey I swear I was just-" Sejanus quickly wrapped his arms around you as you desperately pushed him away from your bedroom door. "It's alright, it's okay, we're both okay".
"You don't know what's in there", you insisted as he kissed away your tears. "You can't just go in!"
"In here? That's just our bedroom", Sejanus soothed you. "I promise, let me just open the door and prove it to you".
"Sejanus no!", you bellowed again. "If anything happens-"
He spelled a quiet word on your hand. T-R-U-S-T.
You didn't spill this time, just watched as he opened the door. "See? Promise kept".
You dropped onto the bed, burying your face onto the covers. "I'm tired".
"I figured", Sejanus smiled.
You lifted up your head, hoping to catch a glance of him. "You'll lie down with me?"
"Of course I will", he lifted your hand before he let his lips press against it. "I promise".
first of all your fics are so so good! and if you’re taking requests Sejanus Plinth x artist!reader would be so sweet! I imagine he would love to watch as you draw
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sejanus plinth x fem reader
thank you so much anon! :) this ask has been sitting in my inbox for a little bit, so sorry for the wait!
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Canvases are sold out everywhere!", you huffed as you stormed into Sejanus's room and plopped onto his bed. "How can that be?"
"Love, I'm sure that they just-"
"No, no everywhere I've been said they won't be expecting another shipment until next week! Did you hear that Sej? A week!", you break away from your rant to catch you breath. "My painting bug will be long gone by then, and even if it isn't-"
"Sweetheart", he gently interrupted as he cupped your face with his hands. "You still have your paints right?"
You nod, even if you hadn't brought them you knew that Sejanus always kept spare art supplies for you whenever you stayed over at his place.
"Then you just need a canvas", he chucked. "And lucky for you I'm an eager volunteer".
"What?"
"You could paint on me", he spelled it out blankly for you. "Maybe on my back or my chest, or wherever works for you".
"Your back would make a nice canvas", you agreed. Sejanus was already working on taking his shirt off before you could get another word in, and by the time you pulled the various brushes and paints out of your bag he was already lying down on his stomach.
"Are you sure about this?", you muttered as you finger traced along his back. His skin always felt warmer whenever it was bare.
"Of course I am", Sejanus's words came out muffled. "I thought something like this would make you happy".
"It very much does", you whispered as you left a small kiss on the back of his shoulder.
"Don't ruin your canvas", he joked.
"Oh shush you", you teased, "It's all part of my artistic vision". You coated one of your brushes in paint before softly swiped it against his skin.
"Feels cold", Sejanus muttered.
"Cold?"
"A nice cold", he corrected himself. "It's relaxing. What are you painting?"
"I can't tell you".
"You can tell me anything sweetheart".
You roll your eyes playfully, "I didn't mean it like that. It's just a surprise".
"Can you give me a hint?"
"You're distracting me", you bugged. You switched your current brush with a broader one to smooth out the paint on his skin, hoping the texture change wouldn't bother him. "Talk to me, tell me about you day".
"You'll talk back?", Sejanus asked. He knew how multitasking was lost to you once you started an art piece.
"I'll listen".
It was good enough for him. "Busy day, too much paperwork and not enough time. Well, maybe we would have had enough time if those men weren't so insistent on keeping things the way they are". You switch colors as he continues, "I mean really if we worked towards a better future for everyone would benefit us all. Why doesn't anyone else seem to understand that? Still painting your mural back there honey?"
You nod, before you can remember he can't see it. "Of course I am, masterpieces take time".
"And here I was thinking I was already a masterpiece in your eyes", he sighed dramatically. You know it's all in good fun, Sejanus never usually was cocky if it didn't involve a joke.
"I knew having a talking canvas would have it's own set of struggles", you kidded as Sejanus lifted his head from the ground to banter back. "Hey! You can't move, you'll mess me up".
"Right, no I was just moving in for a kiss".
"Well you can't", you gently bring his arms back down. "The paint will smudge". Giving a quick kiss to the top of his head, you brushed a few of his curls in the process. "This will have to do for now".
Summary: YN has been pushing herself too hard at uni, skipping meals and sleep while drowning in assignments. Sejanus notices her exhaustion and refuses to let her wear herself down. With gentle persistence, he convinces her to take a break, bringing snacks, blankets, and cuddles that make it impossible to resist. Based on this request. Based on this Request
A/n: ENJOYYY!!!<3
Sejanus Plinth's Masterlist
Word Count: 793
YN sat on the edge of her dorm bed, laptop balanced on her knees and textbooks scattered across the floor. Her eyes stung from staring at the screen for too long and her stomach growled in protest. Notes, essays, and deadlines blurred together into one endless stream of stress.
She rubbed her temples and took another sip of lukewarm coffee, willing herself to focus. She had to finish this tonight. She had to.
The door clicked open behind her.
“Babe, you here?” Sejanus’s voice cut through her fog of concentration.
She jumped slightly and turned to see him leaning casually in the doorway, one hand on the frame, eyebrows raised. “Sej… I’m fine,” she said quickly, trying to keep her voice steady.
“You don’t look fine, YN,” he said, stepping fully into the room. “You look like someone is literally trying to drain all the life out of you. And judging by that coffee cup in your hand, you’re helping them.”
“I just… need to finish this assignment,” she murmured.
Sejanus walked over slowly, crouching slightly so he was eye level with her. “And I need you to rest, Baby. You have been here for hours without eating, sleeping, or even looking at me. That is unacceptable.”
“I’m okay,” she protested weakly, though the tremor in her voice betrayed her exhaustion.
“No, you are not okay,” he said firmly, reaching out to take her hand. “You are burning yourself out. I cannot let you do this to yourself. You are my girlfriend, YN, and you come before essays. Come on, Baby. Let me take care of you for a bit.”
Her stubbornness faltered under the weight of his concern. There was something about the way he looked at her, soft but unwavering, that made it impossible to refuse.
“Sej…” she whispered.
“Come on, Babe,” he said, tugging gently at her hand. “Just a short break. You can finish later. Right now, you need warmth, food, and a nap. Trust me.”
She hesitated for a moment before letting him guide her to the bed. He grabbed a blanket from the chair and draped it over both of them. “Hot chocolate,” he said, handing her a mug with a small smile. “With marshmallows. I thought you could use some extra comfort.”
YN took the mug, warmth spreading through her fingers, and leaned against him. His arms wrapped around her, holding her close. “Sej…” she said softly, her voice muffled by the relief of being in his embrace.
“You’re safe, Baby,” he whispered, pressing a kiss to her hair. “Just relax. Let me take care of you for a while. Nothing else matters right now.”
She let out a tired sigh and rested her head fully on his chest, the steady rhythm of his heartbeat soothing her. “I don’t deserve this,” she murmured.
“You do, Baby,” he said softly. “You deserve love, warmth, and care. And I am more than happy to give it to you. You are my girl, YN, and I will never let you forget it.”
She closed her eyes, exhaustion finally taking over. The stress, the deadlines, the constant pressure melted away under his gentle touch. She felt safe, held, and completely seen.
“You’ve been working too hard, Babe,” he murmured, brushing a strand of hair from her face. “You need to rest. Eat something. I’ll stay here with you. Just… let me do this.”
YN let herself sink into him, letting go of the last bits of stubbornness. “Okay, Sej,” she whispered, her voice heavy with relief. “I’ll rest.”
“That’s my girl,” he said, pressing another soft kiss to her forehead. “Sleep a little, Baby. I’ve got you. Nothing is going to happen. Just close your eyes and let go.”
Wrapped in his arms and the soft blanket, with the mug of hot chocolate warming her hands, YN finally allowed herself to relax. The world outside her dorm faded away. All that mattered was Sejanus, his warmth, and the gentle hum of comfort surrounding her.
Hours later, she stirred, blinking at the soft glow of the desk lamp. Sejanus was still there, arm draped protectively over her, head resting lightly against hers. The blanket had shifted, but his warmth was still a constant, steady presence.
“You rested,” he murmured, eyes half-closed. “Good. That’s all I cared about.”
She smiled softly, brushing her fingers against his. “Thanks for coming in, Sej.”
“Always, Baby,” he said, pressing a quick kiss to her forehead. “Always. Now, how about some snacks? I made sure to grab your favorites.”
YN let herself laugh softly, the tension in her shoulders finally easing. For now, the assignments could wait. For now, there was Sejanus, warmth, love, and the simple joy of being cared for.
And that was enough.
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