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fictionalwh0ree · 7 months

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I NEED a Billie fic of her fucking best friend reader cause she invited her to be in the Lost Cause video and reader was feeling shy/nervous.

nerves- billie eilish

summary: billie is your best friend, so when she asks you to be in her music video, you can't say no. however, when the day arrives, you're overcome with nerves and insecurity. thankfully, there's an unlikely solution.

word count: 1.7k

warnings: mild swearing, smut; thigh riding

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in through the nose. out through the mouth.

that’s what you kept telling yourself as you stood on the other side of a large brown door. camera crews and trucks were parked all throughout the driveway and the large mansion was bustling with life, everyone busy and full of purpose, unlike you, who was debating turning your ass right back around and driving home. your phone buzzed in your hand and you flipped it.

bil

bitch i see u standing outside come in

fuck. she had your location. now you had no choice but to go in.

billie had invited you to be in her music video for her new song “lost cause,” and as her best friend, you couldn’t turn her down. she sounded so excited about it and you appreciated that she wanted to include you in her projects, so you agreed. however, as you opened the door to see multiple jaw dropping girls in pyjamas, you wished you had said no. you hated how you felt insecure around them, but you felt like an outlier. the fact that billie had only invited you because you were her best friend made you feel even worse.

i don’t belong here, you thought to yourself.

you were pulled out of your thoughts by a pair of arms wrapping around you. you hugged back, seeing the familiar brown hair of billie’s mother.

“y/nn,” she greeted excitedly.

“hi maggie,” you greeted back, pushing all your negative thoughts to the back of your head.

“nice to see you,” she smiled, “billie’s upstairs, third door on the right.”

“nice to see you too,” you said as you turned to the staircase.

“oh wait,” she called, causing you to turn around. she looked around for a minute before finding what she was looking for, handing you a pile of neatly folded clothes.

“go ahead and change while you’re up there,” she said.

you went up the stairs and knocked on the door.

“come in,” billie called out.

you opened the door slowly, seeing billie lying down on the bed in a light blue satin set, a robe of the same colour discarded on an armchair nearby.

“y/nnnn,” she said, getting up to hug you, allowing you full view of her outfit. her shorts cut off an inch or so below the top of her thigh and the blue tank top hung loosely off her body, the lace of her bra peeking out.

“billieee,” you responded, hugging her tightly.

“i’m so excited,” she said as she let go of you.

“i can tell, i mean look at all this,” you said.

“did you meet anyone yet?” she asked.

“no, just your mom,” you said.

“come on,” she said, grabbing your hand.

“i think i have to change first,” you laughed. she let go of your hand and hummed in agreeance.

you dropped your pants and took your shirt off, changing quickly. you and billie had all but seen each other naked. once you were changed, you looked in the mirror, tugging at the set, but nothing seemed to make you feel more comfortable. before, you were protected by your sweater, but now all you had on was a set that was only slightly more modest than billie’s. you took a deep breath and followed her out of the room and back down the stairs. spirits were high, you could tell by the laughter that echoed through the whole living room. they had a twister board out, playing together as a bonding exercise before any filming started. music rang through the entire house. billie pulled you to the hair and makeup station, where you sat for thirty-ish minutes while they styled you. once you were done, you walked back to the living room, all of them still involved in the game of twister. you searched for billie, seeing her contorted in a strange backbend on the twister board with two other girls. she smiled at you and you smiled back shyly. as you walked up to the group, all eyes were on you.

“guys, this is y/n,” billie introduced, prompting hi’s from all of the girls.

“hi,” you said back, your voice just above a whisper and your eyes glued to the ground.

“you can get in once we start the next round,” the girl who was holding the spinner offered kindly.

“okay,” was all you managed to get out before you found a seat on the empty couch. you sat on the very edge of it, holding yourself up tensely.

you watched as they all played, wishing you could break out of your shell and talk. you felt jealous of their confidence, the way they could have so much fun with each other even though they just met. you desperately wanted to be that way, but you really just couldn’t push yourself to do that. eventually, billie fell, and immediately she approached you and sat next to you, smiling but with a worried look in her eyes.

“what’s wrong?” she whispered, leaning towards you.

“nothing,” you lied.

“i know you better than that y/n,” she said.

you avoided her eyes desperately.

she stood up and grabbed your hand.

“we’ll be right back,” she said to the group.

“okay,” some of them said back.

she began to drag you towards the stairs where someone stopped her, telling her they were gonna start shooting in thirty minutes. you followed her back to the room you had been in earlier and her hand stayed wrapped around your wrist until you were both sitting next to each other on the bed.

“so you gonna tell me what’s wrong now?” she asked. her gaze was on you but you couldn’t look back at her, your eyes instead on your own legs, which were pressed against hers.

“nothings wrong,” you mumbled.

“well now you’re not even trying to be a good liar,” she said.

“i don’t belong here, with them, billie,” you said, resting your head on her shoulder.

“they’re all fun and social and so so pretty,” you continued, your voice soft and quiet. you felt ashamed to be saying it, feeling like you were ruining billie’s excitement.

“y/n,” she sighed, “if i wanted someone who ‘belonged’ i would’ve hired another girl like them. but i didn’t. because i wanted you to be in it.”

“you sure you just didn’t have the budget?” you joked, causing her to laugh a bit.

she placed her hand on your chin, turning your head so you were looking at her instead.

“you’re the most amazing person i know. i don’t wanna make this music video with anyone else, it wouldn’t be complete without you. that’s why you’re here,” she said, your faces only inches apart.

then, she leaned forward so her mouth was right by your ear.

“and for what its worth,” she whispered, “you’re prettier than anyone else i know.”

she moved back and you bit your lip, your eyes falling from her blue eyes to her plump lips. as you looked back up at her eyes, you couldn’t help yourself. you kissed her, almost pulling away when you realized what you’d done, but you felt her hand at the back of your head, pushing you guys closer together. the kiss intensified quickly, and you’d shifted from your side by side position to you sitting on one of her thighs. her hands moved to your hips and your lips moved to her neck, planting kisses and leaving hickies all over, as if you weren’t just about to spend the next couple hours on camera. her hands began to guide you, rocking them slowly as you went back to kissing her lips.

“do you want to?” she whispered, leading you to nod desperately.

she turned your body to face away from her and you got the message, adjusting so your entire body was the other way, your back against her front. you moved your hips with her hands, friction building as your clit rubbed against the two layers of fabric and her knee. she was now leaving hickies on your neck and she was bouncing her leg slightly. you moved faster, soft moans and pants falling from your lips as you felt tension build in your stomach. your back was arched and her hands were still glued to your hips, providing you with stability. as you felt yourself getting closer to your climax, you put your head back against her shoulder. your eyes were closed in pleasure as you savoured the moment. you two were in your own world when someone knocked on the door. you stopped moving your hips and threw your head up in shock.

“don’t come in,” she said, but her hands kept you going, making sure you wouldn’t stop rocking.

“i’m, uhhhh, busy!”

“ok, we’re gonna start filming in five,” a crew member yelled from the other side of the door.

your cheeks flushed with embarrassment but billie just smirked at you.

“c’mon, you heard the man,” she said, rocking your hips faster.

the knot in your stomach was tenser than ever and you were having trouble keeping quiet.

“shit i’m so close bil,” you moaned.

she started kissing and nipping at your neck again and it was enough to get you to finish. you fought back a moan as you released, your cum now dripping through both your underwear and shorts.

billie helped move you onto the bed so you were lying down, now exhausted. she smiled at your state and planted a soft kiss on your lips.

“hey, you can rest for a bit if you want? join us later,” she suggested.

“nope! i’m ready now,” you said confidently, sitting up.

“not so fast baby,” she said, leaning down to kiss you while she simultaneously pulled your shorts and underwear off.

“i’m gonna get you something new to wear,” she said with a prideful expression, your wet clothes hanging up in the air from her finger.

"stop by hair and makeup while you're at it," you winked, signalling to her hickey-covered neck. you threw your hoodie from earlier at her and she put it on before giving you one last kiss and leaving the room.

you smiled, lying back down on the bed. now you couldn’t help but close your eyes, just for a second…

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mxqdii · 3 months

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Sub!Billie headcanons?

sub headcannons - b.e

pairings: billie eilish x reader

summary: sub billie hc's

warning(s): mentions of smut

not proofread

well, it only took weeks of convincing. but you finally got the most dominant woman you know, to let you be on top

(that woman being your girlfriend ofc)

and what went from a 'one time thing' turned into an occasional thing, then a regular thing.

billie definitely wasnt used to being the pillow princess, as that was her name for you, but its safe to say she didnt mind it

she expected to wanna take control like usual, but for once, she actually liked being taken care of

she found it really hot actually, seeing you manhandle her, it was a turn on she never thought she'd experience

(^^ as i said in the dom hcs shes always open to trying new things with you 🙈)

those handcuffs she owns soon were used on her and she honestly LOVED it way more then she thought she would

(she eventually broke them and took control but it was worth a shot!)

definitely cant be sub for too long before she returns to her old ways and ends up pinning you down 😇 (not like u mind tho)

thank god you guys have your own apartment because wow it gets loud....

(the neighbors have made multiple complaints)

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xoluvx · 2 years

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break-ups & make-outs; b.eilish

summary: after going through break-ups, both you and billie decide to mend the pieces together

"Fuck him," you said furrowing your brows after listening to what your best friend revealed about her relationship and the nasty break-up she'd silently gone through. Did you feel a little betrayed she hadn't told you sooner? Yes, but she was a private person and it took her time to process those feelings. "What an asshole," you added watching her purse her lips, nodding in agreement.

"Whatever, I get it. He wanted something else, but why string me along?" she huffed flopping down on the best resting her hands on her belly. She played with the rings on her fingers looking up at her ceiling feeling your body shift next to hers.

"Welcome to the singles club," you teased laying on your back as well. You scooted closer to her smelling the scent of her perfume. It was all over her bed, but smelling it straight off her brought a different type of comfort.

"Come," she said remembering how bad your breakup had been. If anything, it'd been worse. You actually dated the guy for more than a year.

You crawled into her outstretched arms, resting your head near her chest; an arm draped over her body as you tried erasing the memory. You'd been a mess, calling her nonstop, sobbing into her pillow as she tried to comfort you.

"We should just date each other," she said breaking the silence and bringing you back from the flashback. Your body stiffened a little. She'd joked plenty about it before, but there was something in her voice that sounded serious. That made you think a little more about it.

Why not?

"We know each other better than anyone else. You'd never cheat on me," her voice trailed off and you sat up slightly watching her not move, but her eyes had shifted to yours. Your hand now rested on her belly, the other firmly on the mattress.

"You can't be serious, Bil," you said shaking your head a little trying to stifle the awkward laugh that was your failed attempt at breaking the tension. Because there was tension.

"You've never thought about it?" she asked, eyes still on you. Fingertips grazing your hand as your fingers subconsciously dug into her shirt. One arm was behind her head using it to support her head as her eyes fell down to your lips which were parted. You didn't know what to say.

Had you thought about it? Almost all the time. Especially when she hugged you a little too tight or watched you a little too closely when you told a story. You thought of what her lips would feel like on yours if they'd be soft or firm against yours. You thought about her fingers gripping your skin, bodies pressing against one another.

"How long have you been thinking about it?" you asked cheekily trying to pull back the seriousness, her fingers now fully intertwined with yours. But you didn't move them. You let her hold your hand.

"All the damn time," she admitted removing her arm from the back of her head and sitting up so her face was right near yours, fingers still locked. Her free hand brushed your jaw. Thumb caressing your skin as you subconsciously closed your eyes puckering your lips and inching closer to her face.

She didn’t recoil. She let your noses brush as you squeezed her hand urging her to close the gap. To kiss you. To show you how long she’d been thinking of this. Of what you’d been missing out on.

When her lips brushed on yours, you had to catch your breath. This was actually happening.

“I’d take care of you,” she whispered against your lips; you gulped feeling her fingers grip the back of your neck pulling you closer.

“What else?” your voice croaked as your knees touched, you were sitting but your legs felt weak.

“I’ll give you everything you need,” she replied and the feeling of her minty breath drove you crazy. You inhaled and before you could exhale, her lips were on yours. Tender but certain. They lingered without moving until your fingers tightened around hers asking for more.

Billie placed her hand on your thigh, her other hand still gripping the back of your neck as her lips started moving. They moved tentatively morphing with yours until you wrapped an arm behind her back moving up until your fingers were at the base of her head digging into her hair.

An audible moan filled the room as the sound of your heavy breathing mixed between kisses. Kisses that were now desperate and hungry. Hands gripping to clothes, bodies raising and hovering. She kneeled over you as you gripped her back pulling her closer, tilting your head up to stay connected to her lips.

The possibilities in the kiss left your future open and you wanted to explore each and every one of them with her.

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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 || 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

“𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘞𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 ��𝘰 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳“

Inspo: Harry Styles - Fine Line

Pairing: Billie Eilish x gn!reader

Summary: People hated you because of your past. But an interview with Zane Lowe was hopefully enough to get your intentions with Billie out there.

Warnings: Angst, fluff, talks of depression, and separation issues

Words: 2850

DNI IF YOU’RE SENSITIVE TO WARNINGS ABOVE!

Tonight was like any other interview, except it wasn’t.

Zane Lowe had requested an interview with you after you fell off the face of the Earth. The reason was; Billie’s fans hated you. Since the moment you two announced and came out to the world to be a couple who were engaged, they came for your throat. It wasn’t the greatest of reactions you had expected and it was for sure the worst you had ever witnessed and been tied to.

It demoralized you to the point where you stopped making music and cut yourself off from social media. The celebrity space wasn’t where you had achieved to be. Living a life of luxury was it and putting out music for the masses to hear. But the toxicity that rid the Earth pushed you away day after day. Leaving you a disgruntled, anxious, and hesitant mess of a human being that didn’t know what to do with themselves. And with the slump you quickly found yourself in, more toxicity rose and soon evaporated you from the public.

What made it worse was that Billie wasn’t there to support you. To help you through the difficult time you only seemed to be experiencing whilst the world fell to its knees for her. And in some way, you resented how easy this was for her. When she was there, she was reassuring you that everything was going to be okay and she would be home soon. Or that she was going to fall asleep on the phone with you so you could talk to her for as long as you’d like.

But today was the day you were going to bring yourself back into the limelight and speak. After very long months of doing nothing except recovering from the backlash. And Zane Lowe had been very reassuring that if you weren’t comfortable with some questions you didn’t have to answer them. Which only urged you to be excited about something that might help you recover from such a horrible reaction from around the world.

“Y/n, long time no see,” Zane said, silently announcing the interview to have started whilst you were in a trance. One that was trying to get yourself ready for this very long hour of talking. Not that you regretted it because Zane was a wonderful person to be around and to talk to.

“You too, man. It’s great to see you.” You smiled. “I just want to say that if I get emotional or start swearing, I’m sorry. I’m just kinda expecting us to get into some really deep stuff that has happened over the past few months.”

“It’s alright, man. Swear as much as you want.” Clasping his hands together, Zane glanced around. “But firstly, I want to thank you and Billie for inviting me and the rest of the crew to your guys’ beautiful home,” he said. “I have wanted to talk to the both of you in the same interview, but I know how much your soon-to-be wife wants you to have this spotlight.”

The mention of Billie had you looking past the cameramen and to Billie, who sat on a long chair with a smile. Loving eyes directed to you and nothing else. Allowing you to know that she was finally here and giving you every bit of her attention. Having even said before the interview that she wasn’t going to pick up any calls despite what they may be about.

You can’t remember a time where Billie didn’t put you first. Sure, tour had to come before you because it was business and her profession. But outside of that, she was there waiting for you to call her to you. Willing to hold you in the night or just rave on and on about her day as you sat and listened. She was the salvation you had humbly been given years ago and way before you two ever started dating.

“You should be thanking Billie. I was starting to believe we might have to take this interview somewhere else, but she’s an angel,” you said. “Thank you, honey.”

“No problem!” She called out with a grin.

“Wonderful. Well, let’s get right down to the recent information you have told me,” Zane said. “A new record and a companion documentary you plan to drop with the album. Amazing stuff.”

You laughed, scratching your chin. “Yeah, man. I- It wasn’t what I expected to do, but with everything that was going on, it seemed like the best for me, you know?” You asked. “Like, some sort of healing experience for people to see into who I am as a person and for people to see my process to making music.”

Zane smiled. “Listen, I will come out the gate and tell you that this is your best record,” he praised, earning a tiny nod of thanks in return from you. “In your past two albums, we’ve heard abstract sounds from your music. I don’t want to compare you to anyone, but your first album almost sounds like Dominic Fike and the second is like Post Malone. But this new one is completely new and fresh- if anything, it feels grounded and more you- if that makes sense.”

“And that was what I was hoping to achieve- And you’ve heard all my records. You know practically my sound perfectly. Including this new one, and all my unreleased stuff. You know how far I will experiment with music. If it is rap, folk, fucking jazz even,” you said with a laugh. “I just wanted to make this sound as authentic an-and real as possible. Like it was something that came straight from my story and no one else.”

“Yeah. It also seems that the time you took off allowed you to truly master this experience to a level, not most can get their record to,” he stated. “You were able to combine you as a person with your singing side and made them communicate so well. The production of it is amazing. The lyrics are more vulnerable than anything in the past, and you seem more at peace near the end of it. Like a full story arc has occurred through the album.”

Which is a factual thing because you started the making of the album around the time shit hit the fan with you and Billie going public. People were at your throats and you were making songs that were depressing and borderline suicidal. Because, truthfully, you were in that state at that time. But they also revolved around Billie as a whole. Always have some sort of mention to her and try to display your love to her.

Sipping from your whiskey, you hummed with a nod. “I mean, that was the end goal, right? At the time I started this album, shit was not looking good for me, you know? Billie’s fans hated me- and still do for being with her,” you explained with an exasperated sigh. “But with me being home alone, separated from Billie, it all kinda-”

Before you could finish, Zane adjusted in his seat as he asked, “Did that affect you with Billie being gone? I saw all the tweets and posts and it pissed me off to say the least. But I just want to know how it felt going through that and how it felt that you had to deal with this almost entirely on your own?”

You paused for a moment exhaling heavily as your leg began to bounce. Something Billie noticed as a sign of your anxiety and sometimes where you felt some sort of emotion that wasn’t anger. It was a tick. A very noticeable one that most didn’t know about you except her.

But you managed to rub your eyes from the tears that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. “Uh… It was tough, to be honest,” you laughed sadly. “I couldn’t go out because I was afraid of people seeking out to ruin my day or just ruin me as a person. And with her not around and on tour, it just got worse.”

“Is it because you couldn’t exactly communicate with her about what was going on or that she was busy?” Zane inquired.

“Both, actually. I didn’t know how to communicate my feelings because I’ve never had to, you know?” You said. “And my horrible separation anxiety only worsened the hopeless feeling I felt with her not being around. I nearly made her miss her flight because I can’t communicate anything to anyone. And I know it’s not healthy and I know it isn’t right to put something onto someone when they don’t know how to help.”

“Do either of you even know why fans came at you in the first place?” Zane asked, glancing at you and Billie.

She didn’t answer, only glancing at you as you stared at her, biting your bottom lip with a sniffle. “Okay, Zane. This is where shit is going to start getting tough, so I’m sorry if I stray a bit.”

“Don’t worry about that, man. Just get what you need to off your chest.”

Inhaling deeply, you began. “In my past, I dated someone that I am sure everyone can say instantly, but I don’t want to put her in the limelight,” you said. “But texts surfaced that showed me cheating on her. I’m not going to try and defend myself because they’re true. It only came out when Billie and I announced we were together, so you can already see the malicious intention of whoever leaked them. But thank God they did because I don’t think I would be here if they didn’t.”

“Why’s that?”

You sat there for a moment. A long pause took place as you ran a hand over your face. Your eyes began to sting as you sniffled. “Because I sat at our kitchen table with my phone opened on a fucking news article bashing me with a loaded gun beside me.” Your answer left a deathly silence over the backyard that was overtaken by a production crew that all lifted their gaze upon hearing your confession. It wasn’t one you had told anyone except Billie because she needed to know. It was what she deserved to know.

“Jesus, man.” Zane let out a low sigh, eyes flickering to Billie who simply stared at you. Her own heart broke upon having to be reminded of the darkest moment she couldn’t have been there to help you through. She hated herself for not being there for most of your recovery.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat as you attempted to clear your throat. “And I sat there, wondering who would call because, in those situations, I always had my parents or my friends call me up to console me, you know? I always had someone to come in and tell me, ‘Hey, you look like a fucking fool, but things are going to be fine.’ But I didn’t fucking have that,” you said in exasperation. “But Billie called and told me that everything was alright and she knew me well enough that I wasn’t that person anymore.” As you finished your sentence, your voice began to waver and crack. Trying to clear your throat as you rubbed your eyes harshly. Which only seemed to urge the tears to continue to stream down your face.

“She was your guardian angel,” Zane muttered, a hint of a smile on his lips as you rubbed your eyes harshly.

That day was as clear as ever now talking about it. How soft Billie’s voice was in your ear. How she was crying as well, but because she knew how dark your mind could get with these types of things. You two grew up together and that gave her more knowledge than anyone else in the world. Knowing well enough that you would think one thing and run with it until you would keel over. And she knew your anxiety would make you believe that she was going to hate you and leave you. It was one of your flaws that only made you a far more complex person that she would never stop loving until the end of time.

With a shaky exhale, you rubbed your eyes. “And I didn’t deserve that kinda shit, you know? Like, I- I was stuck there, dealing with this shit and contemplating death, and she was there telling me she loved me after I kept that from her?” You exclaimed, hand waving and theatrics.”Like, I- I didn’t have shit to offer her besides the skeletons in my closet. But it hadn’t been my choice, you know? That shit was just kicked open and everything just came to light, and I think that’s what fucked me up the most.”

It pissed you off to this day that you kept that piece of your past from her. For so long, since the two of you were kids, there had never been secrets. But when you two got together a decade later, there was always the fear that if you told her, things between the both of you wouldn’t have worked. Maybe she would’ve dipped out sooner than later. And you didn’t want her to think you were with someone else because of the texts.

She was your everything and you couldn’t imagine a life without her. “It doesn’t make any fucking sense to me. I didn’t deserve her when everything around me was falling apart and I was losing friends, my fans- all that shit. I was back to square one when she and I started out in those tiny venues or in her garage.” You sniffled, holding the back of your hand over your eyes as you shook your head. “But she was there. Showing her endless amounts of love that I didn’t deserve. And I knew then that she was better off without me. But if I was to lose her, I would cherish her for as long as I could before she didn’t want me around anymore. And I understood that.”

Billie couldn’t help herself from getting up from her chair and walking onto the set. Practically launching herself at you as she hugged you tightly. Allowing you to cry into her neck as Zane Lowe continued to let the camera’s role. Smiling softly at the two people he knew well and cared for.

Her hands rubbed your back and one of her hands threaded through your hair. Gently scratching at your scalp just the way she knew you liked. Whispering hushed words and slowly pulling you back to the ground as your cries were quivering breaths. Arms tightening around your future wife and never planning on letting go.

It took you a minute, but once you got ahold of your bearings, you took another sip of your whiskey. Hand interlocked with Billie’s as she sat on the beach chair beside you. Her other hand traced shapes into your back the way she knew would help calm you down.

Zane waited a moment before saying, “Thinking back to the record and the second half of the work, there is a clear message of love that you are speaking about. Such as on ‘Fine Line’, it feels like you are talking from an alternative perspective like you were the one comforting another,” he explained. “Was there reasoning to that? Or was that just how it came together in the writing process?”

You sniffled with a faint smile on your lips. “A lot of those lyrics were actually from postcards Billie sent me whilst she was on tour,” you said. “I- uh- I don’t know the word but I love those sorta romantic acts. She knows this and sent me letters with all these short messages on them around the time things were going horrible for me. But a lot of that final part of the song was what she said to me over the phone when I was going to end it all. All she continued to say was, ‘We’ll be alright. We’ll be a fine line.’”

A sigh fell from your lips as your leg started to bounce again. “So, in a way, I think I wrote it from how I believed she saw the situation and some parts were how I saw her. The love of my life, my sunshine, my temptress- all that stuff,” you said. “And it was around the time I finished that song that I truly understood and witnessed what real love was because I had nothing to give. Because it wasn’t amazing to be with me as her fans hated me and she was still showing up for me even after the bullshit I put her through by never telling her about me cheating on my ex. So that song is not only a love letter to her but her own personal love letter for me.”

Wiping your nose, you shook your head with a faint smile on your lips. “And I think just knowing that, I can’t think of a life without her being there.”

#Billie Eilish #billie eilish x reader #billie eilish imagine #billie eilish x you #billie eilish x y/n #billie eilish x gn!reader #billie eilish x genderneautral!reader #gn!reader #x gn!reader #billie eilish angst #billie eilish fluff

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pastelmaximoff · 1 year

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𝐸𝑣𝑒𝑟𝑦𝑡ℎ𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝐼 𝑊𝑎𝑛𝑡𝑒𝑑 - Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader

Inspo: everything I wanted by Billie Eilish

Summary: Billie had a dream that helped her realise everything she wanted (you ;)

Warnings: its short, sorry, let me know if you want a part 2

>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I sat on the couch staring into her ocean eyes. I could stare at those eyes forever. She was on her phone and as the room darkened, the light from her phone became reflected on her face brighter. Billie looked up from her phone, straight at me and smiled. I smile back and blushed (of course) before looking away embarrassed. I hate being caught staring at someone. The view is worth it though.

"Did i tell you about a dream I had last night?" She says, smiling cutely.

"No, you haven't" I say returning the happy expression.

"I got everything I wanted"

"What do you want, Billie" I ask, a little glimmer of hope ignites in my heart. I don't know why but I feel for a second that maybe I have a chance. Billie and I have been friends for years and I've loved her for just that long.

"Promise not to laugh at me? And to forget everything I say if you react badly?" Billie says scrunching her nose. I laugh and nod my head dramatically. She takes a deep breath before whispering: "You"

My breath stops and I pinch my arm to check I'm not dreaming. Then my brain turns off. I don't think, I just do. Apparently I stand and lean over, placing my lips again hers. Her soft lips close around mine and I feel fireworks going off around me. Her hands comes up to carress my cheeks and I use one arm to hold me up against the couch while the other arm strokes a part of her waist. Then my arm on the couch falls and I lay her on her back, on top of her with passion.

>>>>>>>>>>>>>

To be continued....?

You guys want a smutty part two?

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sexandcalories · 11 days

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welcome

hey guys!

i used to write on wattpad but i have decided to make a switch to tumblr since i find i like this platform more than the other.

just like on my wattpad account, on this account i'll write about

-billie eilish

after i write my frist few pieces of work and really get the hang of using this platform, ill create a masterlist and hopefully we can become friends <3

for anyone who would like to read my most recent book on wattpad, here is the link to the first chapter

disclaimer!

(FOR SMUT ONLY) regardless of mention, all characters are over the age of 18 and are consenting adults.

(FOR SMUT ONLY) i will refuse to write about anything that is illegal and morally wrong.

if a chapter contains any content that may be triggering, it will be stated before hand at the beginning of the post.

if you feel that something in a post needs to be added to the list of triggers, message me immediately and i will make sure to include it :)

mwah,

ran$om

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tw-inkl-e-tit-s · 1 year

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Billie Eilish Masterlist

Started 03/12/2022

Requests: Open

Music Artist Masterlist | Main Masterlist

Smut- Fluff- Angst- Platonic-

Stories

Coming soon~

One shots

Here

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garfieldsladybird · 2 years

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Billie Eilish at met gala 2022.

i have bunch more tho… More.

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nvqane · 6 months

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alright, it's my first time posting on here, so hello:)

my name's ysabelle, and i'm open to taking requests for billie eilish x reader fics. i have a lot of time in my hands, so i just wanna use it on writing stuff again. i haven't written anything in a long time, so please ask for requests!

though before you request;

i write in all lowercase, i will not write smut, i'll only write fluff, and whatnot, as i am a minor, lol. beware of my writing, as it's a bit rusty because, again, i have not written in a long time.

thank you for reading! (if you did.)

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fictionalwh0ree · 4 months

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Hi! May I please make a Billie request where Billie realizes she has a crush on her best friend and starts acting nervous and shy around her, and Billie decides to go live one day and fans are asking about reader since she's usually always around and Bil's like "guys she makes me nervous cause I think she's super pretty" and basically admits her crush? Thank you 🥹🤗

cocktail night- billie eilish

summary: you and billie became fast friends, but the celebrity lifestyle sometimes interferes with your plans. you two finally have a free night and decide to have a cocktail night. with alcohol flowing through her veins, billie can't help but confess her crush on you to the world.

word count: 1.4k

warnings: alcohol/drinking, mild swearing

billie eilish was easily your favourite person in the world. despite having met only eight months ago, you guys had developed a bond unlike any other, spending any free time either of you had with each other. you knew you could spend every waking moment with her, and if you could, you definitely would. however, the celebrity lifestyles often clashed and while there were weeks were you could spend every day with each other, there were times where weeks would go by and you wouldn’t see each other. now was one of those dry spells where you hadn’t seen each other in about two weeks. you planned a little cocktail night together when you were both free. the idea had been your suggestion as the last couple of times you had seen your best friend, she had been acting strange. she was flustered and more quiet than usual. you blew it off as some weird way of coping with the stress and work that goes into writing and producing a new album, but thought that a couple cocktails might help loosen her up a little bit.

finally, the night arrived. you unlocked her door with the spare key she had given you and were immediately greeted by shark, who barked excitedly at seeing you. you bent down to pet him as billie ran down the stairs to meet you. with almost as much excitement as her puppy, she wrapped her arms around you in a hug while a large smile adorned her face. once she pulled away, you followed her to the kitchen.

“soooo, whats new?” she asked you.

“billie, we were on call just before i left the house,” you laughed before stuffing a couple chips in your mouth.

“but actually, this guy cut me off when i was driving and the guy behind me honked at me. i was so annoyed. the only thing that got me through the drive was reminding myself i would be drinking soon,” you vented.

“the thought of seeing me wasn’t enough to get you through the drive?” she joked, placing her hands over her heart dramatically.

“nope,” you smiled.

she kissed her teeth and looked away in fake annoyance, but the large smile on her face gave it away. she looked back over at you, your eyes locking, but only for a moment before hers dropped to the ground.

“i did miss you though, for real,” you affirmed.

“i missed you too,” she said.

“stop being so busy all the time,” billie joked.

“says you,” you laughed.

“you know, i think it would save you a lot of time if you had a muse to write about,” you joked, snagging a couple more chips.

“oh really? and who should my muse be?” she said, raising her eyebrow.

“me, duh,” you smiled.

“you’re already my muse,” she said, sending an exaggerated wink your way.

“aww, shut the fuck up,” you said, shoving her playfully.

“okay, come on lets get to drinking,” billie said, switching the subject.

you nodded in accordance and the two of you worked together, gathering everything you would need. as you prepared your cocktails, you downed a couple of shots each, leaving your prepared drinks, which were supposed to be somewhat aesthetic, a very ugly and delicious hot mess. you took your drinks into the living room and billie put on a movie. the two of you were already tipsy before having even taken a sip of your cocktail, and the movie had become background noise amongst your lively conversation.

before long, the two of you decided it was time to change into something more comfortable. thankfully, you had come prepared with matching christmas pj pants which you had bought earlier in the day. you told her to stay in her place, and she waited eagerly for you as you retrieved your bag. you pulled them out with a ‘ta da.’ she matched your energy, shrieking in excitement. she ran upstairs to get changed and as did you. once you were ready, you met her back in the living room, about to sit on the couch before the alcohol finally got to your bladder.

“i’m gonna go use the washroom quickly,” you told her.

she nodded, fidgeting with her phone. little did you know, she was going on live. the alcohol in her system making it seem like a good way to share your matching pyjama pants. she turned it on and within seconds, hundreds of thousands of people had joined. her live had just barely caught the end of your sentence, leading her fans to question where you were. the comments became flooded with comments along the lines of “is that y/n?” and “where’s y/n?”.

“yes guys, it is y/n,” billie smiled, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks as she slurred her words slightly.

“i came on here to show you guys our matching pj pants but she went to the washroom,” she continued.

her fans quickly picked up on the fact that she had been drinking and they had noticed the blush that got stronger with your mention.

“ouuuu she’s blushing,” one comment said.

“her cheeks r so red rn,” another one read.

“guyssss,” billie whined.

“who’s got you blushing like that 👀 👀” someone commented.

billie read it, mumbling the words slightly, before giggling.

“guys if i tell you this you can’t tell anyone okay?” she smiled, multiple fans agreeing and promising.

“y/n makes me nervous cause i think she's super pretty,” she confessed, giggling like a schoolgirl and throwing her phone. she shrieked into a nearby pillow, not fully recognizing what she had done. she picked up her phone hastily when she heard the bathroom door open. the comments were flooded with excitement and support from her fans, and of course, a lot of teasing as well.

“shhhhh, she’s coming back. remember the promise,” she said, turning back to see you a couple feet from the couch.

“what’re you up to?” you said skeptically.

“nothing,” she said innocently, widening her eyes at the camera to remind them to stay quiet.

“uh huh,” you laughed.

“i went on live to show everyone our matching pyjamas,” she said.

“well show them then,” you said.

she set her phone down against her empty cocktail glass and got up, standing next to you.

the two of you backed up until the camera captured you two fully donning your matching pants and white tank tops. she ran back to her phone and sat on the couch.

“why are you acting funny?” you smiled at her, tilting your head.

“i’m not,” she laughed.

“okay billie,” you laughed back.

you sat down next to her, setting your head down on her shoulder, causing her to blush again.

“my parents 😫😫😫,” someone commented.

“this is too cute,” another one read.

“billie u need to tell her,” one said.

“what’s up with your comments?” you asked billie, looking up at her.

“i don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, looking away.

you shook your head and looked back at the screen.

“billie said you made her nervous because she thinks you’re REALLY pretty,” a comment read.

you barely caught it as billie pulled the phone up above your face.

“you guys are snitches byeee” she said, ending the live hastily.

you sat up straight, looking at her in the eyes.

“i caught that, y’know?” you said.

“they weren’t supposed to say anything,” billie mumbled, a shy smile playing on her lips as her eyes locked on the couch cushion below her.

you laughed softly.

“so whats this about?” you asked gently, trying to coax her attention back to you.

“you read the comment,” she said, voice just above a whisper.

“say it,” you said, lifting her chin with your fingers, “tell me.”

she took a moment to meet your eyes, your faces now only inches apart as you leaned forward.

“i think you’re really pretty,” she whispered, “and i think i might like you, in more than a friend way.”

you finally leaned forward, linking your lips in a tender kiss. she leaned towards you and you leaned back until you were barely upright against the armrest. she pulled away for a moment, looking at you with a cheesy smile.

“you’re so stupid, y’know that?”

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mxqdii · 6 months

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billie and reader baking together?

baking with love - b.e

pairings: billie eilish x reader

summary: billie and reader bake on a rainy day

warning(s): just fluff! and food fights (i think thats the right term) 🙈

not proofread

"i'm so cold" i say, cuddling closer to my girlfriend billie

i look outside, seeing the rain fall onto our bedroom window, my favorite type of weather

"wanna bake cookies? could warm you up and be fun" she suggests and i jump up

"yes! lets do it!"

we walk to the kitchen, getting the ingredients out

we play music in the background, the rain only falling harder and harder

"okay problem, we're one cup short" she says, motioning to the sugar and i laugh

"it's fine lets just hope for the best" i say, taking an egg in my hand and putting it behind my back

"bils" i say, causing her to look over

"hm?" he says, still mixing the batter

"come here" i insist and she walks over

i open my arms out and her eyes light up, hugging me instantly

suddenly, i crack an egg on her head, causing her to gasp

"you did not!" she yells and i laugh hysterically, quickly taking a picture of her in her current state

"i'm sorry im sorry! i had to" i run, seeing her chasing me with a cup of flour

"okay fine.." she says, putting the flour back on the counter

i turn around and feel powder running down my face, looking back at her

"billie!" i yell, seeing flour all over me

she laughs, taking a picture of me as well

"so much for baking cookies" i say and she smiles, pulling the cookies out of the oven

"while you were plotting against me, i had the cookies already in the oven" she explains

"aww i feel bad now" i say, going to hug her, for real this time

'well.. you could make it up to me.." she says and i raise my eyebrow

"we both have to shower anyways right??" she suggests and i connect the dots

"fine we can shower together, lets go" i say

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goldsainz · 9 months

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WHAT WAS I MADE FOR? — one shot.

pairing: max verstappen x reader

MASTERLIST.

PART 2.

NOTE: currently i’m obsessed with singer!reader… this could potentially have a pt2 if you guys want it (if you have any ideas for it feel free to tell me) also i wanna tell you guys i have taglist! i always forget to mention it😭

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xoluvx · 2 years

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on tour; b.eilish

welp, this is happening...

being on tour with billie wasn't as easy as you had imagined

i mean you get to spend every day with her but...

she has rehearsals, sound checks, and the actual shows

though you love watching her perform, your favorite part is after when she rushes off stage and you're the first person she greets thrusting her body onto yours

she is usually sweaty and her damp hair sticks to her neck but you don't care because you finally have a moment to take her all in - just you

you walk down the halls hand in hand as she waves at people who help put the show together, her smile big, her water bottle in hand as you remind her to stay hydrated

most of the time you are able to sneak out of the venue and go straight into her tour bus finally resting your bodies on the couch after a shower

you brush her damp hair as she sits between your legs

or rub her shoulders gently to release the tension

it doesn't matter what you do, she just loves being babied

but there are times when that is postponed because you aren't so quick to get to the bus or fans are waiting for her outside

being the sweetheart she is she'll usually give your hand a small squeeze before waving at the crowd or going over to talk to them

you watch from the sideline - everyone wanting a piece of her

when she has a day or two off, the two of you spend it cuddling most of the time

resting her head on your chest, playing with your fingers, or sticking her hand under your shirt just to feel your warmth as she pecks your cheek

or you order/stop by for food and talk about the drama you've seen on Instagram or Twitter

she'll cackle when you get invested in lives you have no involvement in and feeds you a piece of her food when you tell her you have all the business being in strangers' businesses

or she'll pick a movie - usually some gay shit - and it'll start off innocent but usually ends with your nipple in her mouth or her hand down your sweats

it doesn't matter what you do as long as you do it together making up for the time she has to be away from you

you are on tour with her, every step of the way, but it gets lonely sometimes

but days like those, when you're tangled, she reminds you that you aren't alone and that's what made it worth it

idea by: @fashmineeee

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infernalodie · 2 years

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𝐊𝐢𝐬𝐬 𝐔 𝐑𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐍𝐨𝐰 || 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

“𝘛𝘩𝘢𝘵'𝘴 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘮𝘰𝘯𝘺 𝘩𝘰𝘸 𝘸𝘦 𝘫𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘏𝘰𝘭𝘺 𝘮𝘰𝘭𝘺, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘰𝘯𝘭𝘺 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘳𝘪𝘱 𝘰𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘩𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘍𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘺𝘰 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘔𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘳 𝘙𝘰𝘴𝘩𝘪, 𝘒𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘩𝘢, 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘭𝘰𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘵“

Inspo: Duckwrth - Kiss U Right Now

Pairing: Billie Eilish x Black!Male!reader

Summary: No matter how long you’ve been with Billie and no matter how many nights you two have spent together, she controlled ever bit of your humanity. It didn’t matter what setting or time, she knew what to do to get you in her grasp.

Warnings: A bit of fluff, smut, rough sex, bulge kink, powerbottom!Billie(?), and major PDA.

Words 2022

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

She knew what she was doing.

Billie knew how to get to you without that much effort—knowing that the smallest of actions could have you overly aware of everything she did. It gained your attention, but it also allowed her to tease you. It was getting under your skin just enough that she could leave you high and dry, waiting for her eagerly and the moment she would finally stop playing hard to get. It was how the two of you got together and it was the exact same.

She would string you along for quite some time. Get you worked up, panting and excitedly expecting to get what you both want, then she would pull away and leave you flabbergasted. It was one of the great and worst things about your guys’ relationship. Because it wasn’t even like Billie didn’t want it, she did. She wanted you so bad, but she loved how you got when you were worked up. So aggressive in the way you fucked her, so angry in the way you’d been deprived of her, how you seemed to be dying to share intimacy with her. All of it was hot and Billie couldn’t help herself.

For you, well, you couldn’t exactly complain about it. Sure, there were times when your label pissed you off or your agent annoyed the living shit out of you. So, you wished for an intimate release, but Billie would rip that away from you. And sometimes it pissed you off, more than you’d like to admit. But when the time finally came that you got the upper hand, she paid for all the lost time that could’ve been spent with the both of you.

Tonight though, she was really making it hard for you to control your urges. You’d decided to come with her on tour whilst working on your album (after some very persistent fighting with your label). Overall, the tour had been amazing, but tonight was different. You couldn’t figure out if it was just the different energy of the crowd or Billie herself. But she was toying with you, or at least, you think she was.

From the way she crawled across the stage or the way she’d been arching her back. Putting images in your head of all the times you’d had her in such positions. It was getting hard for you to think straight. Especially with Maggie and Patrick standing on either side of you. They knew of your and Billie's sexual life after they both had walked in on you putting Billie in a not-so-friendly position no parent should see their child in. Not even to mention the fact that Billie wasn’t even the slightest bit ashamed to say things in interviews about your guys’ relationship.

That was the weird thing about it all, she held no shame in being with you. In the past, her previous boyfriends seemed to be the one thing she liked to keep secret. But now, it felt like she’d given up giving a shit about it all when it came to you. Leaving Billie to be more than proud about being with you, and you felt the exact same way. Willing to be as open with how you spoke about the relationship the two of you shared.

And you were sure you would be asked questions throughout this tour about how Billie was acting. Her seductive actions did not go past you as you eagerly waited for the moment you would be signalled to go on stage. It had been a surprise for her fans to see you two up there together. But you also considered it a chance to get back at the way tonight had been going. Wanting payback for the ways she had angled her body in your direction so you got a front row seat to what you were likely missing out on.

And thankfully, Billie’s stage manager suddenly appeared with a kind smile on his face. “Y/n, are you ready?”

With a grin, you nodded. “Yeah,” you answered. “But I was wondering if we could switch the song? It would just be two tiny changes.”

He hummed, eyes squinted as he thought for a moment before nodding. “Alright, what do you have in mind?”

You ran him through the idea and he was instantly on board. As quickly as he could, he relayed all the information to the DJ and everyone that needed to know as you stood just a bit side stage. Right behind the veil that hid most of the presence of the people backstage.

NDA dragged on longer than you thought. Primarily because of the fact that your mind was focused on what Billie’s reaction would be when she heard you switched the plans you two had made for tonight. So, when her song finally ended, she was panting at the edge of the stage.

“Tonight, I’d decided to give you guys a surprise,” she announced. “This person has been on the road with me the entire tour working on their album-” The crowd instantly knew and started screaming in excitement with Billie giggling. “-and they’ve been eager to perform their songs on a stage for a while. May I introduce, Y/n Y/L/N!”

Billie expected to hear Next To You, your latest single, but she was greeted by an unfamiliar track. She’d listen to your entire discography from front to back and she had no idea what it was. The slight distortion to the base with the soft harmony was lost on her. Until the lights above faded to a crimson red with your figure appearing from the side stage.

“I think I wanna kiss you,” you sang. “Right here in front of everybody, right now. I think I wanna miss you. Purposely leave so I can come back to you, right now.”

When she saw you with that mischievous smirk on your lips, she knew instantly what you were playing at. To be fair, she expected this considering she was purposely trying to torture you from the centre of the stage. Hoping you were itching to get her alone and finding the size of your pants unable to let you be comfortable. But now, with the way you walked towards her and the way your dark chocolate skin looked under the lights, she could barely stand still.

“Now, now, now, now look what we did.” Your free hand fell to Billie’s hip as you pulled her softly towards you. Spotting that giddy smile and those sensual eyes she’s given you a thousand times before now. “We done made a movie all outside of the crib. On the hood of my whip, at the dock by the ships. There ain't even any scripts, man, they two is a trip.”

Even for a moment, Billie got a little confident and let her hands fall to your chest. Eyes scanning your body as you smirked in amusement. It wasn’t often you got the upper hand on her, but it sure did feel nice to have the roles reversed for once. Letting your hand travel behind her to rest on her ass softly and giving a tiny squeeze that left her inhaling deeply.

“That's some holy matrimony how we joining our lips,” you sang. “Holy moly, the one and only to grip on your hips. “Fingers traveling down yo chest and exposing your nips. Master Roshi, Kamehameha, explosions and shit.”

The chorus began to play again as you pulled the mic away from your lips. Staring back down at Billie who was lost in the way your shirt did very little to obscure the muscles beneath it. Hand even daringly going to the hem of your pants, messaging her wants in needs in the tiniest of actions. The crowd, who screamed at the duo they never thought they need, didn’t truly understand the implications and what would come after this show.

Not when it was as sinful as it was.

“Y/n- Oh, fuck!” Billie’s body shook as she felt your cock delve deeper and deeper inside her tight canal. Tits bouncing with each clap of your hips against her ass. Her face was red from the show and the embarrassment she felt with how easy you could put her in a fucked state as she was.

Hot tears streamed down her cheeks as her waist burned from the wood scrapping her supple skin. You had her bent over the small vanity in her RV, naked and forcing her to look at herself whilst you fucked her. Wanted to see that you were the only one that could make her go to this state of mind. Placed her on cloud nine with no way of getting back down.

The crescents digging into her hip burned with the shapes being felt throughout Billie’s body. One of your large hands gripping the back of her neck with her head forced to look at herself. Each heavy and ruthless thrust of your hips into hers left her blinded for a moment. Mind going blank with each punch from the tip of your cock hitting spots inside her she never knew existed.

A hand once on her hip then fell to her lower stomach where it pressed against her flesh. The hand on the back of her neck wrapped around the front of her throat and forced her back to be flush with your chest. “Do you feel that, baby?” You husked. “Do you see how my cock changes you?”

Her eyes flickered down to where your hand rested and felt her teary eyes widen from the sight of your cock pressing against her skin. It left Billie drooling onto the back of your hand that gripped her throat. A laugh that fell from your lips was nothing shorter than evil. Especially with how your hips began to slam harder against hers. Forcing the way bulge in her stomach to appear more predominantly.

She wanted to look away from herself. Finding the way she was just a sex toy now to you was pathetic. But she should’ve expected much when it came to that cock of yours. It always did knock her out when it wanted to.

From the ripples of her ass to the shameless cries of pleasure falling from her lips, you knew you were being pulled into the depths of pleasure. Was there any hope of getting free? Yes. But did you want that? Fuck no!

You were gone before you ever got inside her. And you think Billie felt the same before you even walked out on that stage. No foreplay, just you fucking her to the point that she couldn’t formulate a complete sentence without screaming from your cock piercing her entrance with precision and power.

And it was that precision and power that finally drove Billie over the edge. Body tensing up as her mouth hung ajar with your cock buried deep inside of her. Hips rolled against hers, wanting to make sure this climax carried on longer than any other one had. And it did from the way her walls clamped and fluttered around your cock beautifully. It was truly a work of art of how both your bodies were so compatible with one another. Her pussy was yours and your cock was hers. There wasn’t anything ever going to change that.

Billie let out an earth-shattering moan as she could finally get a sound out. Hands aimlessly searching for something to grip as you slammed your hips against hers once more. The sheer force of it sent her into the stratosphere. But when she finally came down, panting and crying, she felt your lips ghost over the shell of her ear. Your soft pants fanned her neck causing a cold shiver to run down her neck as you rocked your hips, building her back up to where she once was only a few seconds ago.

“I think we’ll be here for a while, Billie,” you got out between grunts and soft moans. “I wonder what else I can do to you while I still have some control.”

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SNOWY DAY; B. EILISH

BILLIE EILISH X F!READER

WARNINGS: none! - unrelated but i was listening to christmas music (and billie’s new cover of ‘have yourself a merry little christmas on snl) and omg i love the christmas season sm i wanna cry

WC: 2136! - short but sweet! (this definitely isn’t my best work but i decided to make this at 1 am bc i need more billie stuff)

A/N: something cute for all my billie girls 🤭 i thought it was fitting since i’m in a christmas mood and i wanted to get something done bc my girls bday is today!! - and i’m so sorry to everyone that sent a billie request a few months back! i’ve read them all and they’re all in my drafts, but (as usual) my motivation is always rocky 😭 (if any of you are still here lmao), i thank you all for being so patient with me! <3

SUMMARY: A perfect snowy day with Billie <3

The fresh smell of the cold air wafted into the house through the cracked window. She shifted slightly in your hold as the cold breeze skimmed against her bare arms. Her nose tickled your neck as she dug her head into your warmth.

The faint ring of the wind flying outside was quiet in your ear, but it soothed you subconsciously. Your hand smoothed over your girlfriend’s hair, twirling the colored strands between your fingers. You were still getting used to the somewhat new color on her, but you loved it just as much as the others. The red on her roots brought out her light skin and her bright eyes, in contrast with the black ends of the strands.

Her eyes were closed as she rested against you, her chest rising and falling evenly. Her arms sat against you loosely, limp from her slumber. Her eyelashes were long and beautiful, pink lips perfectly plump and just barely chapped from the cold wind wafting in and the stuffy air inside the tiny house. She was truly a sight to behold.

A soft groan broke you out of your daze as you felt another shift on top of you. Your hand never stopped brushing through her silky hair as hers moved down your side to rest on your stomach. “Morning,” she whispered into your skin, her voice raspy from just waking up.

“G’morning, baby.” You smile, your eyes never leaving her face. Finally, she opened her eyes, those beautiful blue irises looking into yours. They always hypnotized you, putting you into a lovesick trance.

“Whats got you so happy?” Despite her teasing attitude, a smile grew on her lips. Billie’s finger poked your side lightly, making you jump and for her to giggle in response. “S’cold.” She grumbles and lies her head back onto your shoulder.

“Was just watching you,” you whisper, not paying too much attention to your words as your finger gently moves a short strand of hair that fell in front of her face. Your opposite hand searches the empty space before landing on her back and under her shirt, gently rubbing up and down, quickly soothing her into a relaxed state again.

“I don’t have to do anything today.” Billie mumbles. A smile spreads across your face at her words. Despite already knowing her schedule, your squeeze her tighter against you and lean down slightly to press a kiss to her bright roots. You turn your head to look at the small table next to her bed, reaching over to grab your phone and look at the time. 10:47 am.

“We should probably get up, Bil.” The unwanted words leave your mouth in a whisper, still moving your palm against her back softly.

She quickly protested, grumbling against your skin, vibrating it slightly. “No, mama, c’mon.” Her hold grew tighter against you, purposely locking herself on you. A quiet laugh left your lips at her action, wrapping your arms around her shoulders and letting her cuddle into you.

“Fine.. only a couple more minutes.” The smile on her face was worth the next hour you hadn’t allowed.

“Ow! Ow! Ow!”

A loud clanking sound echoed from the kitchen, immediately catching your attention. You quickly make your way into the room as you watch Billie shake her hand in pain and an irritated moan leave her mouth.

“Oh my god! Billie, are you okay?” You rush over to her and hold her wrist gently, inspecting the light red blush covering her pale hand. “Why the hell did you take the pan out without any gloves?” You scold her, watching the way she pouts out her lips.

“I couldn’t find any,” she whines. “I didn’t feel like looking for them.” She looks over at you, giving you those perfect puppy dog eyes, immediately making your heart speed up and your playful anger dissolve in seconds.

“Just call me next time, ‘kay?” You give her a look before she nods dramatically in response.

“C’mon, the cookies are gonna get cold!” Billie walks back over to the counter once you let go of her hand, her eyes wandering over the dozen of cookies on the pan. “Get the frosting, babe.” You stay put as you watch her, waiting for her to take notice. Once she realizes you haven’t moved, she looks up and rolls her eyes. “Pleeeease.”

You laugh at her attitude and turn to grab the frosting that you had made with your family’s recipe. Now, with a towel that you had made sure she used, Billie picked up the pan and made her way into the living room with you following behind, carrying a bowl full of frosting. She sat on the floor and placed the metal on the small wooden table, quickly reaching over to grab the remote that was stuck between the cushions on the couch.

Shark’s ears perked up at the footsteps, his paws hitting against the wooden floor as he walks over to you both. As Billie switches the TV on, Shark lies down beside you, resting his head on your lap. As you scratch his head softly, quiet snores invade the small room, making you both giggle.

The sound of a piano being played resonates through the area. You quickly recognize the song as you look up, watching the intro on the television play. As Michael and Dwight struggle to bring in a Christmas tree through the door to the office, you look over at Billie as she grabs a cookie and scoots closer to you. You join her as you scoop up some frosting on your butter knife and lather it on the cookie, decorating it with festive colors.

Placing it back down on the tray, you reach over to grab another cookie until something else catches your eye. “Billie! It’s snowing!” You point forward, the white snowflakes flying past the window. She gasps and sits up, setting down her inappropriately decorated cookie and rushing over to the window. You gently move Shark off your lap - not without an annoyed grumble from the dog - and follow her, watching the snow stick to the ground. You feel fingers being laced through yours, a smile on your lips as you squeeze her hand in response.

You both watch the snow for a little bit as it begins to pack, the weather growing heavier. After a couple of minutes, you guys move back towards the table, instead taking a seat on the couch and bringing the table closer to you both. As everyone in The Office exchange gifts during Secret Santa.. or White Elephant, you eventually finish decorating.

As the light outside grows dim, the soft lights on the Christmas tree in the corner of the room seem to grow brighter.

“Baby,” her voice makes you look away from the lights, noticing the cookie in her hand and the cute smile on her face. “Open your mouth,” a laugh escapes your lips as you follow her orders. She moves the cookie forward and rests part of it on your teeth before placing the other half in her mouth. You both try to stifle giggles as you share the cookie, your hand moving under your mouths to pick up the crumbs that fell, though you were sure most of them made their way onto the couch underneath you both.

Billie’s hands reached forward and rested on your cheeks, trying to hold you still, despite her laughing state. Finally, when you both finish the cookie, she leans forward with a smile, pressing her lips against yours. The remnant of the sweet taste of the cookie resides on her, and it only fuels your love for her kiss more.

Not caring about the crumbs anymore, you let them fall from your palms as you reach up to hold your face as well. When you pull away to gather air, you keep your foreheads together. She tucks your hair behind your ear, swiping her thumb over your cheek and resting her soft palm against the side of your face.

“You’re so pretty, mama.” Billie’s voice was a whisper, but it sounded as clear as day in your ear. It must’ve been the millionth time that day you had smiled because of her, but you wouldn’t have had it any other way. You lean forward and kiss her gently, the same taste of the sugary cookie resurfacing.

“That’s all you, baby.” You whisper back with a smile.

The only light in the house were the string on the Christmas tree. It was still a few days before the holiday, but you both sat by the tree, inspecting the wrapped presents underneath. The small skirt underneath captured all the ornaments that had fallen and the little strands from the garland.

Your eyes rake over the tree, stopping on an ornament in the middle. A picture of you and Billie was inside of it, a sweet gift from her parents that they had made you both. The date was on the back of the ornament, written in a worn out sharpie. It had been snowing hard that day, piling up outside and onto roofs and cars. You and Billie were outside at her parents house, celebrating the holiday with her family. You two had been making snow angels, sporting heavy coats and boots. You both supported a bright smile as your heads were turned to look at each other. Billie’s nose was red from the cold, as were her cheeks.

Maggie had been the one to capture the moment, quickly snapping a picture before you both had gotten up. She kept it hidden until Christmas morning, gifting it to you two with a sweet smile on her face. Since then, you both had been excited to put it on your christmas tree.

“Open it.” A box was presented in front of you, Billie’s voice, once again, coaxing you out of your daze. The grin on her face was breathtaking, the action alone able to convince you.

“Bil, there’s only a few days until Christmas.” You laugh at her stubbornness, picking up the present and putting it up to your ear as you playfully shake it.

“Hey! Careful, sweetheart.” She cautions with a smile. “I know,” she drags out the word, tilting her head slightly. “But I wanna give this to you now.” Her voice was smooth, silky almost. It entranced you so much that you hadn’t even thought of questioning her. You knew better than to keep doing so anyway.

You give her a playful look before beginning to unwrap the gift. It was a smaller box, the size of your hand more or less. Tearing off the wrapping paper, you spare a glance up at your girlfriend, before opening the box. You reach in and pull out a heart shaped necklace.

“Open it,” she repeats, her voice soft. You follow her words, noticing the split in the middle. You click open the necklace and look at either side of the locket. A picture of you was on the left side, looking over to the right, locking eyes with a picture of Billie. The smile on your face grew wider at the present, a hand reaching up to press against your lips.

“Billie,” your voice came out quiet, your admiration and love for her and the gift seeping through your tone. Your gaze moves up to look at her, noticing the way she anxiously bites at her perfect lips. “Billie,” you repeat, speechless. You let out a quiet, soft laugh, not being able to find anything to say. You gently set the necklace back into the packaging, moving closer to her and wrapping your arms around her shoulders, bringing her as close to you as possible. She giggles and moves her hands under your thighs, shifting them over her lap, making you straddle her. “I love it, I love you.” You gush, your cheeks starting to hurt from how much you were smiling.

“I love you more, baby.” Billie smiles just as wide, leaning up and pressing her lips on yours before you could rebuttal. When she pulls away, she keeps you close while she reaches around you to grab the necklace. Her fingers click the clasp together behind your neck, letting the locket rest against your chest. Her soft hands move down your skin, opening the middle and looking between the pictures inside. She smiles and leans forward, kissing your picture before pecking your collarbone, the base of your neck, your jaw, chin, and finally, your lips.

As the night grew even darker, the light you both drew out of each other lit brighter. Ending the night just how it started, you held her tightly as you both watched the snow fall outside and the cool air flow in through the cracked window.

A perfect snowy day.

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