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#about: star . twenty-two . sapphic . soapy thatcher & loser!ellie enthusiast ♡ interactions from @ellieszn !
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POISON AND PANACEA
pitfighter!vi x fem!reader | 5.3k words
SUMMARY: After ten years without a word, Vi comes back into your life like a whirlwind—sudden and destructive. What follows is a series of one-night stands that you both swear mean absolutely nothing. (Yeah, right.)
TAGS: 18+ only! switch!vi, childhood friends to fwb to ???, mental health issues, mentions of alcohol, blood and injury, sex as a coping mechanism, pining, angst, ambiguous ending.
NOTES: vi drives me absolutely insane idk what else to say. hopefully this is good and somewhat in-character cause im very nervous about that.
Through the whispers of nosy neighbors and bar gossip, your past comes back to haunt you. It takes the form of a woman fighting her way through champions in the Pit, some no-name hothead who reminds you of the angry little girl you befriended a long, long time ago.
Things were simple back then, but never easy; better times when you weren’t responsible for putting food on the table, and you never understood why your mom stressed the importance of staying close to home. Now, you work a job at a local consignment shop and pay your skeevy landlord way too much for such a shit apartment.
You knew her before she shortened her name to Vi, and before you could comprehend the idea of a crush. Violet was your first crush—you liked the way she stood up for you against the neighborhood bullies, always so brave and nice and cool with her pink hair—and you haven't seen her in over ten years. Last you heard, she was thrown in Stillwater for murder, and Powder fucked off to Janna-knows-where in the aftermath.
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summary ✩ how does one deal with drunkenly kissing your roommate last night? by pretending it never happened apparently. or at least, that seemed to be the route you and vi were taking after the eventful night you had. things had definitely changed, though, and everyone could see it.
warnings ✩ 8.3k ✩ swearing, arguing, miscommunication (definitely won’t be the last time), there’s a guy that’s a gross asshole, a few different time/scene skips
notes ✩ been trying to update this weekly to the day but i keep missing a day 🤧
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You wake up with a groan, your head pounding as if a jackhammer is drilling straight into your skull. Your mouth is dry, your body feels sluggish, and the events of last night are a mess of flashing lights, pulsing music, and… Vi.
Fuck.
Blurry flashes of her hands on your waist, her lips close to yours, her voice low and teasing — her lips on yours, her hand gripping your thigh. You squeeze your eyes shut, trying to sort through what was real and what might’ve just been the haze of alcohol.
Forcing yourself out of bed, you head into the bathroom, getting cleaned up. You then shuffle out of your room, drawn by the faint sound of movement in the kitchen.
Vi is standing at the stove, stirring something in a mug, her back turned to you. The scent of honey and something herbal fills the air, and your stomach turns, but in a grateful way.
At the sound of your footsteps, Vi glances over her shoulder, a knowing smirk playing on her lips. “Morning, trouble,” she teases, her voice lighter than you expected. She gestures toward the counter, where a glass of water and a few pills sit. “Figured you’d need that.”
You mumble a hoarse ‘thanks’ before downing the water, wincing at the way your body protests the movement.
A moment later, Vi hands you the mug she was stirring. “Tea. Should help with the hangover.”
You take it from her, the warmth instantly soothing against your palms. As you blow on the surface, neither of you say anything about last night.
Vi watches you carefully, her fingers drumming against the counter. Did you even remember? Should she bring it up?
scissoring with sub!vi—it's literally all over the screen. this is likely not coherent at all i can barely think ok wrote this in like 10 mins just had to get it outta my system GOOD QUALITY SHITS COMING SOON n all that jazz
every rough snap of your hips makes vi cry out louder.
you'd been on top of her for a considerable amount of time at this point—her skin littered with angry bites, her nipples swollen and sore from you twisting them relentlessly, her hamstrings aching to all hell from the whorishly spread open position you had her in...what a sight for sore eyes.
any semblance of sentences had long since left her, she was reduced to moans so loud and dumb you were almost concerned you'd get a noise complaint. well, another one to add to the list.
vi had already cum—the gooey strings connecting her clit to yours being a telltale sign. but above all else, you were hypnotized by her expression. fiery locks were sticking to her sweaty forehead and splayed out on the pillow beneath her, periwinkle blues rolled back in her head and puffy lips producing melodic uh, uh, uh sounds.
your voice strained from the effort, "you're so pretty like this vi, so fucking beautiful...y'know that right?" she sobs, and you're not completely sure she even registered what you said. but you'd praise the life out of her until she did.
whining like a bitch in heat, you feel her pelvis push against your own. she's getting close once more.
only this time, you'll make sure you have your release as well.
conjuring the final bits of your strength, you roll your pussy against hers—the slick, bubbling sounds of another impending orgasm between you both makes your face grow hot. it's all so raunchy. so debauched and filthy, you'd be embarrassed if you weren't so soaking wet.
vi's mouth falls open and her back arches, your own groaning blending with hers. you two were practically musicians in a pornographic orchestra, playing each other like instruments. pressure builds in your abdomen, so you speed up your thrusts—pelvis stuttering every time you feel your clit catch hers.
the blinding ecstasy takes over you without warning, and pushes her over the edge too. you cum with a cry, feeling all your senses black out from the sheer intensity of the feeling, and ride out the high thanks to vi's overstimulated twitching beneath you. momentarily you fall on top of her, chests heaving in sync, melding into a sticky—but satisfied—tangle of limbs.
𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐚𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐧!𝐀𝐔 𝐄𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬. 𝐖𝐡𝐨’𝐬 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐤𝐧𝐞𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐭 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞
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Elementary Ellie, who all but announced that you were her wife a few weeks into sharing the same first kindergarten class. Who dirties up the overalls Joel spends so much time cleaning just to be on her knees while plucking dandelions during recess to bring to you . And harps on and on to Joel about how he can’t forget food for her wife
Elementary Ellie, who stops calling you her wife around 2nd grade and settles for best friends , but god forbid a boy decide he has a crush on you. And you who talks her down while very sweetly rejecting the seven year old boy in front of you. Because well…you’re practically taken.
Elementary Ellie, who’s in fourth grade the first time kids make fun of her for being so protective of you. Who gets called words a kid shouldn’t be. And who sees you blow your top for the first time since kindergarten, because how dare they. (Joel also has a few choice words for the parents of those kids and slips you a 20 when your parents aren’t looking)
“How come I always end up calling you when I can’t fall asleep?” &“Sometimes i feel like i wanna make out with you is that a friend thing to do?” + ellie please !!
your phone buzzes against your nightstand, the screen lighting up with ellie’s name. it’s past midnight, and you’ve been lying in bed for at least an hour, trying and failing to fall asleep. the sight of her name on your screen sends a familiar warmth through you, chasing away the quiet frustration of another restless night.
you answer without hesitation.
“el?” your voice is thick with drowsiness, but there’s a softness to the way you say her name.
there’s a pause on the other end, the faint sound of rustling sheets and a deep sigh before she speaks.
“yeah, hey… how come i always end up calling you when i can’t fall asleep?” her voice is low, slightly rough, like she’s been tossing and turning for hours.
you shift onto your side, tucking the phone closer to your ear. “because i always answer?”
ellie lets out a quiet huff of laughter. “yeah. guess so. were… you asleep?”
“no, i couldn’t sleep either, honestly.”
a comfortable silence settles between you, the kind that doesn’t feel heavy or awkward. just familiar. you hear her exhale, the soft creak of her bed as she moves.
“what’s keeping you up?” you ask.
she hesitates. “dunno. just… my brain’s being an asshole, i guess. feels like all these thoughts just won’t chill out.” another pause. “i just… figured hearing your voice might help.”
something in your chest tightens—not in a bad way, just in that way it always does when ellie says something unexpectedly soft.
“i’m glad you called,” you admit. “you know i don’t mind.”
“i know,” she says, quieter this time. “that’s kinda the problem.”
your brows furrow. “what do you mean?”
ellie sighs again, and for a second, you think she’s going to brush it off. then, finally, she says, “i just… i don’t know. i keep telling myself i’m not gonna do it, and then i do. i call you. every time. and you always pick up, and it always makes me feel better, and i—” she stops herself. “i just don’t know if that’s fair.”
you bite your lip, considering her words. “ellie?”
“yeah?”
“can i come over?”
she doesn’t answer right away, but you can practically hear the way she exhales, like she’s been holding her breath without realizing.
“yeah,” she says, voice softer this time. “yeah, i’d really like that.”
fifteen minutes later, you’re standing outside her door, dressed in sweats and one of her hoodies that she definitely left at your place on purpose. you knock lightly, and it barely takes a second before ellie swings the door open.
she looks… tired to say the least. her hair’s a mess, her green eyes slightly hazy from the sleep that refuses to take hold, but there’s something else in them, too. something warm when she looks at you.
she steps aside to let you in, and you follow her to her room, where she flops onto her bed with a deep sigh. when she rolls onto her side and reaches out for you, you laugh.
“you’re ridiculous,” you mumble, but you climb in beside her anyway. who were you to resist snuggling up beside her?
ellie hums in response, shifting closer until her forehead brushes your shoulder. you stay like that for a while, just lying there, the quiet hum of the night settling around you. eventually, her fingers find the hem of your hoodie, playing with it absentmindedly.
“isn’t this mine…?”
“yeah.” a laugh falls past your lips. “you don’t mind, right?”
“not even a little,” she smiles.
you hum, snuggling further into her bed. your eyes flutter shut as you lean into her presence.
“hey,” she murmurs.
“hm?” you open your eyes, picking up on the odd look on her face.
“i was… thinking about something,” she says, voice hesitant.
“yeah? should i be scared?”
ellie scoffs, but there’s no real bite to it. “shut up.” she playfully shoves you.
you grin. “what were you thinking about? everything okay?”
she shifts slightly, like she’s debating whether to say it. and then, finally—
“sometimes… i feel like i wanna make out with you,” she says, quiet but sure. “is that a friend thing to do?”
your heart stutters in your chest. you’re not sure what you’d expected her to say but it most definitely wasn’t that.
ellie’s smiling softly, but there’s something underneath it. something cautious, like she’s giving you an out if you want it.
you don’t.
your fingers brush her hair from her face then drop down to the sleeve of her shirt, playing with it absentmindedly. “i don’t think so.”
ellie nods, like she expected that answer. but when you rest your hand on her cheek, she stills.
“good thing i don’t really wanna be just friends, huh?” you add softly.
for a moment, neither of you move. you can hear the sound of ellie’s breathing, slightly uneven, as she watches you. then, slowly, like she’s giving you a chance to pull away, she leans in.
and then her lips are on yours, warm and insistent, like she’s been waiting forever. maybe she has. maybe you have too.
either way, sleep can definitely wait.
860 words.
a hunger games!au ellie williams fanfiction.⌇ masterlist
summary. what a fragile thing life must be if ellie's can be over with a simple calling of her name. you, on the other hand, trained for the arena all your life and thereby intend to be the victor of this years games. no matter the cost — or the auburn girl you happen upon.
content warnings. violence, death, torture, mutilation, warfare, war crimes, rebellion, physical & mental trauma, panic attacks, etc ⎯ its a hunger games au, expect the worst.
total wc. 130,576. ⨾ so far
notes!! well! here she is! i've been planning this story for a while now & some of you may have already been expecting it, depending on whether or not you've seen my recent posts. i've taken polls and have been yapping about it for quite some time. and, though i'm making this intro post, this story is far from ready to be posted. planning this is taking so goddamn long, but i'm honestly loving every second of it. i'm really enjoying getting to know the characters and their arcs so far, and i'm so excited to share this with you guys! but, again, it'll be a long while before it's ready for me to do so, i just wanted to show you that i have been doing stuff with my life in regards to this account & all my lazy posts have reason to them!
also! there will likely be 70+ chapters, if all goes according to plan. this will be a long, slowburning fic!!! so, seeing as most series on tumblr range from 3-20 chapters, i'll be dually posting on ao3 as well, where long fics like this aren't as few. i don't care which platform you read it on (though ik i personally prefer ao3), just pls be aware that it is provided on both sites! also that ao3 will be updated before tumblr, though likely only by a few hours to a day prior! view this tag to see my rambles on slt
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