𝙘𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙪𝙡𝙤𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙞𝙖; 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘰𝘭𝘥 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘯 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘢𝘳𝘮𝘴 ﹥*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ "what are you doing?" "counting your freckles. i think i'm in love with number 16" - "you're staring again" "can you blame me? look at you" - "what are you thinking about?" "how lucky i am." "lucky? to be stuck with me?" "no. to be loved by you." - "can we stay like this forever?" "forever is a long time" "that's why i asked" ﹥*:ꔫ:*+ﾟ 🥇#1 in lesbian 🥇#1 in imagines 🥈#2 in eilish 🏅#4 in girlfriend

If it wasn't right, why did it feel so good? Divine was sharp and clever, but she kept her genius hidden behind the pages of her math books. Outside of class, she was disliked by nearly everyone at her boarding school, shunned by her peers and barely tolerated by her teachers. Despite her indifferent facade, the isolation weighed on her-until Miss O'Connell came into the picture. be x fem oc(g!p)

"and yes, I fucked your mom. I would say it won't happen again but it definitely will, she's actually not scared of eating my pussy and damn does she eat it good"

a short story maybe. Billie Eilish x Fem OC

"how long do you think we're gonna last?" billie asked me quietly. "i honestly don't think of that" i told her. "i just tell myself to enjoy what we have for however long we last, you know? if we end up breaking up then what we had was a good run" "well too bad bitch!" she let out a laugh. "we're together forever if you like it or not" "oh god" i playfully rolled my eyes. after barely telling their friends that they've been together for a year, billie and raelyn show their devotion and love towards each other. PART TWO TO 'just friends'

//COMPLETED// What happens If the CEO falls inlove with a poor girl. "Everyone tells you that you deserve better but no one is willing to give it to you." Y/n-G!P

When I met her, I fell in love with her smile. With her laugh, which she gave so free and loud, or soft and breathy in my ear. I'd fallen in love with her hands as they traced the air in front of my favorite paintings. With her fingertips as they braided her soft black hair. I'd fallen in love with her icy blue eyes, the dimple in her cheek, the smell of her spicy sweet perfume at the hollow of her throat, poisonous to me. -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Lucy Stewart is a textile artist in love with art of all kinds, but especially those that play on dark emotions. While sitting in a museum one evening, one of her very favorite such artists steps into her life. Together, they will create an art form neither of them have yet to experience alone... **New parts published on Wednesdays and Saturday's** CONTAINS: graphic consensual sex, language, kink Trigger warnings will be listed at the top of each chapter (there won't be many)

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