jailbird /ˈdʒeɪlbəːd/ a person who is or has been in prison, especially a criminal who has been jailed repeatedly. "I was an escaped jailbird" {lowercase intended} 🥇 in #billie 4/11/21 🥇 in #billieeilishfanfic 11/11/21 🥇 in #blohsh 11/12/21

"𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐰𝐚𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐈 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨." 𝐀 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥, 𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐛𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞, 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐬 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐬.

"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

Happily Ever After Him, the sequel to After Him. "You're okay," I whispered, wrapping my arms around him, holding him as tightly as he needed. "I've got you." His cries slowed, his breath hitching in soft, shuddering gasps. I could feel the tension melting from his little body, the way he pressed closer, as if making sure I was really here. Maggie lingered in the doorway, watching, hesitant. "I'll get a towel," she murmured before slipping away. I kissed the top of Alfie's head, still cradling him against me. "You found me, buddy. I'm right here." And somehow, that was all he needed. Achieved #1 in #autismawareness

Dakota Bloom had never cared much for rules. She lived lightly, guided by her own principles, never drawn to monogamy or settling down. It had always been easy to leave. Until she met Billie Eilish - and holding onto those principles became less certain.

An unexpected encounter leaves Billie fighting for her happiness. "Finneas, he definitely understands what I'm saying to him," I said leaning back again. "If he understands you why can't he speak back then?" Finneas asked. "I don't know, there could be maybe something wrong with him" I said, it was the wrong usage of words but it was all I could think of. "Like a disability or something?" Finneas suggested, reading my mind. I shrugged, "Yeah maybe something like that, who knows." Achieved: #1 fostercare #2 billieeilish #1 asd #1 autismawarness

My moms name is Billie, Billie O'Connell. She won't look at me. She can't look at me. She said so. T/W: Mentions and details of depression and suicide

𝙞 𝙬𝙖𝙣𝙣𝙖 𝙗𝙚 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚, Being around her was meant to be simple, but with her, nothing ever is. 𝙖𝙡𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 𝙢𝙖𝙠𝙚 𝙨𝙚𝙣𝙨𝙚

when soleil takes a job working for a celebrity she already dislikes, she expects the worst. but billie isn't who she thought she was, and the line between professional and personal starts to blur. this is an enemies-to-lovers story about tension, timing, and what happens in between. will they cross the line?

Raven Hale wasn't looking for trouble- but trouble found her in the form of Billie O'Connell. A street racer with red roots, cold eyes, and a reputation as dangerous as the cars she builds, Billie is the last girl Raven should get close to. Especially when Raven is barely holding her own life together. But when Raven's brother gets pulled into Billie's world of midnight races and whispered secrets, Raven is forced to face the one girl who makes her feel something she's never felt before- seen. Wanted. Soft. Billie has rules: Don't get attached. Don't let anyone in. Don't fall for the girl with sad eyes and soft hands. Too late. As engines roar through neon nights, Raven and Billie collide in a slow burn of secrets, jealousy, and a tenderness neither of them knows how to handle. They're both dangerous. Both broken. Both trying not to fall. But some crashes are impossible to avoid.