We were twelve and thirteen when we met. She was the prodigy. I was the girl in the seats. We became inseparable. Billie Eilish taught me how to trust green rooms, group chats, and secrets whispered during warmups. I learned her laugh, her moods, the way she'd call me Mel like it meant something. I didn't realize I was in love with her until years later-after the pet names, the late-night calls, the almosts we never talked about. When we finally blurred the line-just us, no labels-it felt inevitable. Then she cut me off for a boy with a smirk and a spotlight. He found out about us. He made sure I knew I'd never be enough. I showed her what he sent. She chose him anyway. We haven't spoken since. Now I'm twenty-one, vegan, five feet of fury, chaos, and accidental fame. My sister Mya, my best friend Grace, and I are building something real. I swore I was done waiting for Billie to choose me. But the universe? Messy. Her music keeps finding its way into my life-and my work. People keep asking about us. And every time I see her name, I remember the way she used to look at me like I was hers. She says we're nothing. I remember everything. We're not friends. We're not over. And if she wants to pretend it didn't happen-fine. Let her watch while the whole world falls for the girl she walked away from.

Effy works nights at a shitty bar in a shitty part of LA, lives in an even shittier apartment with a leaky ceiling and a stray cat that refuses to leave. She's all rough edges and way too used to life handing her the short end of the stick. Nothing ever comes easy, and if it does, it probably wants something in return. Then this girl walks in. Easy laugh. Soft eyes. Looks like sin in a bandana and moves like the world's hers for the taking.

"oh my god, help. i'm dead. her eyes. her eyes, dude." ----- obviously willow had heard of the famous billie eilish already, i mean, how could you not. but until then she'd never really cared who that eilish-girl was. scarred from her past, willow liked the new feeling of being appreciated and soon falls for the singer. although billie herself, has struggles to come clear with her own and new feelings for the other girl. are they supposed to be? ----- - strong language - brief mentions of suicide and depression - smut ----- achieved: 2 in #lesbian (april 2022) 4 in #gxg (july 2022) 2 in #billieeilish (august 2022) 1 in #wlw (august 2022) 1 in #concert (december 2022) 3 in #billie (march 2023) 1 in #finneas (april 2023)

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"Look at me ... You trust me. Don't you?"

"why do you vape? it's bad for you. you know that, right?" she asked quietly after a moment. "i know it is, but i can't stop now. it's an addiction." i shrugged, fidgeting with my novo. "why can't i be your new addiction?" she whispered, looking at me pleadingly. "that can be arranged." ============================== lowercase intended ============================== started: 5/1/2020 ended: 11/2/2020 ============================== achieved: ? #1 in #dontsmileatme 7/25/2020 ? #1 in #billieeilish 10/4/2020 ? #3 in #lgbtq 9/21/2020 ? #1 in #billie 9/27/2020 ? #1 in #claudia 10/17/2020 ? #17 in #lgbtpride 11/2/2020

"Billie, you need to listen to me. There's been an accident," "What? What are you talking about?" "It's Y/n. She's hurt. Bad," - Will have smut, drugs and alcohol, and assault warning. Includes foul and suggestive language. - Started: 03/19/2025 Finished: ??/??/????

a famous model finds herself battling her own sexuality when her new found celebrity friend develops feelings for her. - intentional lowercase typing.

sequel to 'wish you were gay' - leilani and billie reunite. but with their current lovers in the way, will their affection for one another ever return?

madigan is not a billie eilish fan, but her best friend drags her to one of her shows. billie notices her and invites her backstage. 🥇#1 in billieeilish