She spent her life capturing strangers. She never expected to be seen back. Olivia Merigold, a twenty-five-year-old photographer from the Bronx, has built a quiet life behind a camera. Through her anonymous account, @toastandfilm, she documents forgotten corners of New York, fleeting moments, and people who don't know they're being watched. It's easier that way. Safer. Billie Eilish has spent her entire life being seen. By millions. But fame has a way of turning a person into a picture, and somewhere between sold-out arenas and endless expectations, she's forgotten what it feels like to simply exist. One photograph. One chance encounter. One moment neither of them was meant to keep. Because some stories aren't written. They're captured. Other stories: Billie Eilish One Shots Velvet & Steel || Billie Eilish The Last Thing I Saw || Billie Eilish

Walking away wasn't supposed to be the end of their story. It was the beginning of learning how to love each other right. But some wounds don't heal in silence. And some people don't survive it. Because the worst damage doesn't happen during the apocalips. It happens in the afterlight. The question is, how much of yourself can you sacrifice for love before there's nothing left of you to give?

Billie Eilish doesn't do relationships. She does nights. Bodies. Pleasure without names. After the Grammy party, one woman is supposed to be just another night- a model: blonde, tall, dangerous, completely unimpressed. The sex is effortless. The goodbye is cold. And Billie is left with something she's never had before. Want. She keeps sleeping with other women. The model keeps her distance. Control shifts. Desire sharpens. Obsession creeps in. Because the problem isn't that Billie wants her. It's that for the first time- she isn't the one being chased. wlw, g!p achieved: 3° in #billie

falling back in love was the easy part. surviving it might not be. sequel to 'The Line Between'

Billie drifts through parties and stages alike effortlessly charming, a little reckless, and never tied down, until she meets Emily.. Emily is sweet, playful, and impossible to pin down. Their chemistry sparks instantly, but Billie keeps just enough distance to keep Emily guessing. A Billie Eilish fanfic, with (a lot of) smut. #girlxgirl #Billiexgirl

Billie Eilish finds peace at Vinyl Reverie, the quiet record shop where fame can't follow her. But when she meets Freya, the new girl behind the counter, with only three months left on her visa, everything changes. What begins as bonding over music quickly turns into something deeper. But with Billie's fame and Freya's time running out, love might not be enough. A story of music, connection, and fighting for love against the odds.

Another PAIGE_2807 original /// Neveah watched her carefully. "You are good with him," she said. Billie did not look back. "He needs someone to not look scared." Neveah studied her from across the room. The woman who filled stadiums now sat in a tent smelling faintly of antiseptic and fear, dabbing a child's fever as though that were the only stage that mattered. "You are afraid," Neveah observed gently. Billie's hand stilled for half a second. "Yeah," she admitted. Silence stretched between them, not hostile now but heavy with honesty. Neveah pushed herself upright and stepped closer to the bed. "I did not become a surgeon for money." Billie glanced back, wary. "I became one," Neveah said slowly, "because there are moments when someone is balanced on the thinnest edge between living and dying, and you get to reach across and pull them back. It feels like stealing from something dark." Billie held her gaze. "And here?" she asked quietly. "Here," Neveah said, eyes flicking to Ali, "Disease is the worst kind of injury to have, in my opinion. I can cut off a leg to save a life, but I can't fix what I can't see," "And knowing all that, you still stood in here and took your mask off," Billie caught her gaze. "Why?" Neveah smiled softly, but it didn't reach her eyes. "I felt your terror, and that was something I knew I could fix just by being here," She explained. "Medicine isn't always physical," Billie didn't know what to say. Instead, she just nodded, accepting the selfless act as nothing more than a doctor attending her patient. "If we survive this, I'll buy you a cup coffee," Billie teased.

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?

When Emilia - a model navigating fame, identity, and the pressure of perfection - is paired with global pop star Billie Eilish for a high-profile publicity contract, neither expects it to feel real. But between the flashes of cameras and the quiet moments behind closed doors, their staged romance blurs into something disarmingly genuine, until ghosts from Billie's past start to mirror the same wounds that have haunted Emi all her life, forcing them to face what they've both tried to ignore.

In April of 2024, Paloma Solís had her First Bite of heartbreak. Not the ordinary kind - the kind that has you moving across the country to escape it. The Aftertaste was supposed to fade. It didn't.