Rowan, a girl of a coy and passive nature, did not expect to be flung into someone else's life so abruptly- and graphically at that. It could have been anyone, but for a reason unknown to her, the universe chose her. The life she stepped into belonged to another girl, that to Rowan's dismay, was unaware of how prized of a possession she truly was. She did not value every breath she took or even the supple skin on her body. But her helpless soul was not to blame. Billie struggled with a list of issues doctors of all kinds were unable to diagnose. Everyday was a fight against her conscience and she feared, a day would come in which she would lose. In a way, the pair were star-crossed. Rowan knew the severity of Billie's situation and her undeniable inability to be helped, but still, she could never forgive herself if she had turned a blind eye and walked away after that single, dark and rainy night. She often questioned whether or not her actions were fueled by an honorable sense of selflessness or its much more complicated counterpart- selfishness.

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)

A series of imagines/one-shots, because I have crazy ideas that wouldn't be able to hold enough storyline for a complete book. Fluff, smut and everything in between Gxg G!P ✨ Requests open through comments ✨

Female Celebrites Imagines, Fluff And Smut 🌹‼️ Fluff = 🌟 (sad but cute) Imagine = 💫 (cute) Smut = 🌙 (p0rn on paper 💀) Enjoy ☀️

Billie is a bottom in this story (your g!p) If you don't like the pet names used in then exit the book i have others 😭

''no billie baby i can wait, ill wait for you. please dont leave me. please, i need you'' ''im sorry Honey.'' ''baby im not letting you break up with me'' I said, still sobbing in disbelief ''this isnt your decision Honey you know that'' she whimpered, both of us crying more than before. ''Billie please'' (Your house gets raided by a gang and they take you hostage, a beautiful blue haired girl keeps you hidden from the outside, you somehow warm to feel safe with her. Are you falling for her?)

maybe the perfect people aren't meant to be the perfect couple? (also billie has a criminal record and she's not a singer in the book) g!p billie ⚠️tw ~self harm ~smut ~murder ~drugs ~mentions of suicide thoughts and self harm ~drinking

gxg warnings: mention or action of: smut alcohol drugs smoking self harm abuse sexual assault rape

⚠️ SMUT ⚠️ Taking requests as the story continues this is my first fan fic so please don't hate or I'll have to fuck your bitch. 👏🏻

Sexting w/ billie eilish.