"Your favourite patients back," Billie O'Connell's home isn't a sanctuary - it's a war zone. With parents who scream more than they speak and a house that feels colder than the streets, Billie would do anything to escape. And she does - through a loophole that lands her in the hospital night after night, just for a few hours of peace and quiet. But loopholes don't stay hidden forever. Harley works on the paediatric mental health unit. She's seen kids like Billie before - but none of them have gotten under her skin quite like this. Billie is sharp, guarded, and heartbreakingly young. And when Harley breaks protocol to give her a lifeline - a phone number scribbled on a napkin - their connection deepens into something neither of them expected. As nights turn into weekends and hospital visits turn into sleepovers, Billie finds herself wanting things she never thought she'd have: a warm bath. A soft voice. A home. A hand to hold when the world gets too loud. And maybe... love. But love isn't simple - not when it's built from trauma and quiet, stolen moments. And Billie's world isn't done breaking yet. A tender, aching story of survival, found family, and the kind of love that heals from the inside out. Achieved: #1 in mentalhealthmatters

ever had a crush on a teacher? Billie does. watch as she unravels the fantasies to come, but how long does this 'crush' last, and how long until it all comes apart? will the love ever be requited? ---------------------------- smut/g!p ⚠️ HEAVY CONTENT! viewer discretion is advised! this story contains triggering scenes including: rape, sexual abuse, physical abuse, death, self harm and substance abuse. SMUT scenes will have an asterix (*) incase you want to skip. ⚠️ Read at your own risk...

Avril's quiet Parisian life is upended when Billie Eilish walks in-confident, magnetic, and impossible to ignore. Between stolen smiles, late-night conversations, and unexpected feelings, Avril discovers that love doesn't always announce itself loudly. A tender, flirty slow-burn about connection, self-discovery, and the thrill of the unexpected. ~ Discompleted ~ #1 in billie #1 in billieeilish

saudade /souˈdädə/ noun a nostalgic longing to be near again to something or someone that is distant, or that has been loved and then lost; the love that remains ============================== this is a sequel to "trouvaille" the description contains spoilers, so read "trouvaille" first :) ============================== three years after ending things with billie, ag is now working as a therapist. she's finally starting to get better. but she still thinks about what could've been. ============================== lowercase intended ============================== started: 5/6/2021 ended: 5/22/2021 ============================== achieved: ? #1 in #billieeilish 5/24/2022

Torie suffering with the grief of her girlfriend who had passed away a year ago struggles to take care of the child both her and her girlfriend had together. A blue headed girl soon perks up her life, but is that a good thing? 🏅3rd in #womenlovingwomen 🏅1st in #hte 🏅5th in #bilsexual 🏅1st in #happierthanever 🏅1st in #blohsh 🏅1st in #wwafawdwg

Billie Eilish, a famous singer who the world adored. her friends would do anything for their beloved blue eyed star. But Billie had her secrets-and she kept them well hidden. She had this confidence that nobody stop her from getting what she wanted. New rings? Hers. New car? She'll have it by tomorrow. Attractive Woman or Man? Write up an NDA and they'll have the best one night ever. But what Happens when her eyes land on you? What If an NDA isn't enough. what if she needed more of You. You a simple jewelery maker.

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.

Not even sure what this is about... Okay I really fucking like this story I can't even lie!!!!! I hope you guys like it

Maddison lives at home with her dads and younger sister Zayden, while her older sister Joey is moved out. Billie and Mady have been lifelong best friends, they do everything together. EVERYTHING. What happens when Billie begins to develop feelings for her best friend?

"Alright, that sounds like the Skibidi Toilet beat," "Excuse you?" "Hey, don't shoot the messenger. I'm just saying... this so-called genius beat you're vibing with? It's giving bathroom meme energy." "Bathroom meme energy?" "Yep, this 'uncreative era' of yours has hit you extra hard recently, huh?" "I'ma hit you extra hard in a minute." "Woah there! why so aggressive? I'm only here to help." "Go back to fucking Russia, kid." "Ain't no way you just absolutely violated me like that. That was savage." "Oh, I can go harder," "Fine, at least I don't sound like a twelve-year-old demon child when I laugh." "Oh hell no." "Yep. Like, you know the sound of a possessed doll in a horror movie? Add asthma. That's you." For a second Billie just stared at me, dead silent. Then she burst out laughing so violently that she actually snorted. "See? Exhibit A!"