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)

"you come to a lot of angel's games?" billie asked finally, glancing sideways at her. "when i can," mariah said. "we've been friends for a while. she's... one of those people who always makes you want to show up." billie nodded slowly, like she understood exactly what that meant. "yeah. she's good people." another pause, but this one felt different. softer. mariah looked down the street, her hands tucked into the pockets of her jacket, but she could still feel billie's presence right there - the warmth of her shoulder just inches away, the faint scent of her perfume mixing with the cool night air. "earlier," billie said, her voice quieter now, "you really didn't know it was me?" mariah's mouth curved into a small smile. "for a second? no. but in my defense, you were wearing that hat all sideways like some kind of disguise." billie's laugh was low and unhurried. "guess it worked." touch me, feel me (gxg, b.e x mariah the scientist) #2 on mariahthescientist 🥈

From the corner of my eye I can see her guards running into the room. With all my strength I pinned her against the wall and quickly reached for the gun around her waist and point it at her ready to shoot. "What are you going to do, love? Shoot me?" "Don't call me that." She ignores me and raises her hand and flicks the safety of the gun off, which I had forgot about. "I thought you knew how to use a gun, princess." ~The Bumping Accident ~For You, Anything {Sequel} ~War Of Hearts {Trilogy} ~Her Heart {Quadrilogy} ~Embers Of Hope {Pentalogy} Cover by @_navyblueee_

• ‎any trigger warnings will be stated at the start of each chapter • gxg + g!p

She swore she'd only give herself to someone she loved. She didn't expect it to be her. The night of the Met Gala was supposed to be just another night of cameras, designer gowns, and champagne smiles. But when supermodel Claire Harbour crossed paths with Billie Eilish, everything she thought she knew about control began to unravel. What started as stolen glances on the red carpet turned into breathless gasps behind closed doors. Under Billie's touch, Claire broke the one rule she promised she'd never cross. Because this wasn't just a hook-up. This was her first time. And Billie Eilish was the one who took it.

The one where Odessa falls in love with her therapist