Valentina Salvatíerra has mastered the art of survival. Her parents are gone, their loss carving a permanent emptiness inside her. Mateo - her brother, her anchor - is the only thing keeping her from falling apart. But even anchors can slip. She is cold, distant, untouchable. Strangely sweet, yet as if she no longer feels anything at all. Caught between fragile friendships and a boyfriend who wounds more than he loves, Valentina hides behind walls no one dares to break. Everyone believes she feels nothing. Until one unexpected encounter changes everything. One moment. One meeting. And her world begins to unravel the night she meets Billie Eilish. 🏅achieved🏅 #1 maggiebaird #3 o'connell #7 billie #28 billieeilish #101 bisexual #303 romancefanfiction #871 finneas

Billie rises fast inside an unforgiving industry, her life expanding until there is no space left to be private. Fame does not save her. Every feeling is louder, everything more visible, every moment lived under watch. She learns how to perform strength while carrying a darkness she refuses to name, terrified that if she lets it surface, it will consume her. The world keeps asking for more of her, even as she is quietly unraveling. Nat remains behind, rooted in a place that never opens for her. Stripped of choice and opportunity, she clings to her creativity as proof that she still exists. Her life is small, quiet, and heavy. She survives by disappearing inward, haunted by the sense that something essential has already passed her by. Around her neck hangs a key, a symbol of what she has always believed she was waiting for, though she no longer knows what door it belongs to, or if it will ever open. Years later, when their lives intersect again, love does not arrive as salvation. It arrives as tension. As longing. As fear. Their connection becomes both refuge and risk, forcing them to confront the parts of themselves they've learned to hide. Together, there is desire, guilt, shame, and the terrifying realization that loving someone does not mean you know how to stay alive for them. TRIGGER WARNING🔐 heavy sexual themes various mentions of: sh, suicide ideation, truama, depression, etc. Slow burn, friends to lovers, gxg.

Billie stumbles upon a small club in LA. When she locks eyes with Julie Rae she knew she was doomed, falling head over heels for a girl she only just met billies unsure what to do when she finds out Julie doesn't like girls. Julie, an old fan of Billie finds herself confused amongst her feeling toward Billie. Trying to convince herself it's nothing she finds herself inching closer to Billie. A lgbtq+ fanfic about Billie Eilish and a girl falling for eachother without knowing. They get tangled up in mistakes, who will fold first? Inspired by moulin rouge and burlesque Triggers of mental health, Ed and smut Smut chapters will have a * as well as triggers will be at the top of needed

Life at home is messy. My dad, once a high-flying lawyer, lost it all-fired, drunk, bitter, thinking the world owes him. My mom's sharp, always on edge, juggling her own shit while keeping us three kids-me, Emmy in college, and Trevor, nine-mostly sane. Trauma lingers like smoke. I thought I had no escape...until I found this anonymous group online. A place where people just dump their secrets, their mess, their shame-no judgment. Just words floating in the void. And I start sharing. Then I met her. Just a username at first. A friend, maybe. Someone who actually gets it. But she wasn't just a friend. Not even close. Turns out...she's a ten-time Grammy winner. Billie. Billie fucking Eilish.

Lucy Harper keeps people alive for a living. She's less good at doing it for herself. Her boyfriend orders her coffee wrong and she drinks it anyway. Her best friend sees everything and says almost nothing. Her notebook stays hidden. Her playlist plays low - one voice on repeat, a girl she's never met, a song that makes her slow down when everything else tells her to keep performing. One night at 11:02, a girl sits in the ER waiting room with her hood up and her hands in her lap. Lucy doesn't know the girl's name yet. But she will. And when she does - when they finally find each other - the question isn't whether they'll make it. It's what'll come for them first. The camera. The ghost in Portland. Or the quiet thing between them they still don't know how to say out loud. The 30th is a five-act slow-burn love story about Lucy Harper and Billie Eilish.

❝I can taste the pills on your tongue.❞ - - - Valarie Bennett is unraveling-running on no sleep, worse habits, and the constant pressure to play music. Every set feels like a countdown. Every day gets harder to survive. But she was never meant to do this alone. Not without Peter. He was her brother. Her partner. The one who made everything make sense. Now he's gone-and the world is finally watching. Then there's Billie Eilish. Too observant. Too calm. Too close. Someone who sees through the lies, calls her out, and refuses to let her disappear quietly. The closer Billie gets, the harder it is to hold everything together- and the easier it is to fall apart. Because some lines don't just blur- they break. - - - Started: 4/14/2026 (M/D/Y) Ongoing!!! - - - Disclaimers: heavy use of drugs and alcohol, mentioned nearly every chapter, so please don't read if this triggers you

matilda brown has built her life around dance - early mornings in the studio, late nights creating, and a quiet independence she refuses to lose. but when she reconnects with an old friend, she's pulled into a new creative circle - and meets billie eilish. what begins as effortless friendship - late-night music, shared secrets, living room dancing - slowly turns into something neither of them can ignore. but falling in love is one thing. surviving fame, public scrutiny, and the pressure of the spotlight is another. as privacy fades and tensions rise, matilda and billie are forced to decide whether love can withstand the world watching - or if finding each other means first finding themselves.

Yohan spent years searching for the kind of love people write poems about - the kind that stays, the kind that feels like home. Through heartbreaks, failed confessions, and late-night breakdowns, one person never left her side: her best friend. Always there to comfort her. Always there to help her chase someone else. But while Yohan was busy looking for the love of her life, she failed to notice the truth hiding in plain sight. Some feelings are deeper than friendship... and some betrayals hurt more because they come from the people you trust the most. In a story filled with love, secrets, jealousy, and heartbreak, Yohan discovers that not every happy ending comes without pain. Because sometimes, the person helping you find love... is the same person who destroys you.

Please don't try to find me through my dealer. She won't pick up her phone. What happens when Violets mother and best friend are lost In a car crash and she turns to the wrong crowd for unhealthy coping mechanisms? "but you're in Billies world now, and that world doesn't leave room for kindness. You don't know what she's capable of when it comes to protecting herself or her business" //currently writing

When Emilia - a model navigating fame, identity, and the pressure of perfection - is paired with global pop star Billie Eilish for a high-profile publicity contract, neither expects it to feel real. But between the flashes of cameras and the quiet moments behind closed doors, their staged romance blurs into something disarmingly genuine, until ghosts from Billie's past start to mirror the same wounds that have haunted Emi all her life, forcing them to face what they've both tried to ignore.