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.

Isabella was drowning in pain, stuck in a cycle she couldn't escape. Then came Billie. Beautiful, wild, unexpected. One night changed everything. But some scars run too deep... And saving each other might destroy them both. Achievements 🥇 #billieeilishsmut 🥇 #billie 🥇 #lesbian 🥇 #hmhas 🥇 #freaky 🥇 #pushandpull 🥇 #losangeles 🥈 #billieeilishfanfic 🥈 #billieeilish 🥈 #girls 5 #billiesmut

I didn't go to that party looking for anything, if I'm being totally honest I didn't even want to go. But when her eyes caught mine, something in me shifted. My closed off self began to open up without warning. I've worked hard to build a life that looks beautiful from the outside-even if sometimes, I don't always feel beautiful on the inside. I've kept people at arm's length. I've told myself I'm fine being alone. Then Billie kissed me. And suddenly, I wasn't so sure about anything. This story is about us. About falling in love when you least expect it. About trust, and timing, and choosing each other again and again-even when it's scary. Even when it's messy. This is our Fever Dream. 🥇 eilish - 14.07.25 🥇 billieilishfanfic 14.07.25

Juliana Cruz is 5 feet of glitter, guts, and quiet genius. Singer. Songwriter. Lesbian. Chronic overthinker. Fiercely loved only child. And very, very down bad for Billie Eilish. At 21, Jules has spent most of her life writing songs for other people's love stories-until a viral karaoke cover of Till Forever Falls Apart accidentally flips the spotlight onto her. Practically overnight, she's offered a record deal, shoved into the public eye, and faced with the one thing she's never had to do before: believe in herself. She's never hidden who she is. If you know Jules, you know she likes women. You know she loves loud, feels deeply, and flirts like it's an art form. With her two best friends-YouTube icons Larray and Tara Yummy-riding shotgun, and her cousin Mitch producing her debut album Think Later, Jules dives headfirst into the chaos of fame, queer identity, and what it means to finally stop playing it safe. She's funny like Sabrina Carpenter, soft like Gracie Abrams, chaotic like Tate McRae in 4-inch platforms-and the crush she's nursed on Billie Eilish for years? It's no joke. It's the kind of crush that could wreck her. The kind that makes her feel too much. But Billie doesn't even know she exists. Not yet. Because Jules has rules: 1. Think later. 2. Love louder. 3. And if Billie Eilish ever touched her? Kissed her? Wanted her? She wouldn't just fall. She'd let her.

Billie Eilish has always been a solo artist. Independent. Perfectionist. Untouchable. The idea of collaborating with anyone makes her skin crawl. But her label insists-her fourth album needs a collaboration. Enter Avery Quinn: twenty-one, ambitious, bright-eyed, and annoyingly talented. A rising star who's used to teamwork, Avery sees this as the opportunity of a lifetime. Billie sees it as a nightmare. Forced to spend long nights together in the studio, clashing over lyrics, melodies, and creative control, Billie's patience wears thin... and yet, she can't deny the pull Avery has over her. What starts as friction soon turns into something neither of them expected a dangerous, messy, undeniable attraction. Two artists. One studio. Too many sparks. gxg started: 09/14/2025 finished: 11/11/2025 achieved: 🥇 #collaboration 🥇 #firstmeetings 10° #billieeilish

"𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘪𝘯 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦..." reader g!p x bottom billie © 2019 worthlesscell All Rights Reserved

a girl accidentally sends something to a number but it seems to be billie,who keeps flirting 🥇: #billieeilish may31.2021

Two girls, each with a tapestry of experiences woven into the fabric of their beings, found themselves drawn to the echoes of their pasts mirrored in each other. One, with a laugh that held the remnants of old joy long sought after, and the other, with eyes that gleamed with the wisdom of lessons learned. - (ONLY SAYS COMPLETED SO MORE PEOPLE CAN SEE IT!!) - lowercase intended. ©All Rights Reserved

No one had ever saved her. No one had ever even seen her. she was her parents secret. Trapped. Scared. Silent. Until Billie did. And she refused to let her fall. - "i don't know what I'm doing wrong, i- i don't even know what I'm doing at all." she whispered. and then louder again, all the pain behind her ribs pouring out of her, "why are you like this? p-please! please just tell me!" Tw- mention of sh, smut, suicide if u can't handle that dont read. This story is 2019 Billie era- something's will also be from 2025 era aswell:) Billie-18 Blue-17

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.