memory /ˈmem(ə)rē/ noun the remembering or recollection of a dead person, especially one who was popular or respected ============================== "dancing through our house with the ghost of you..." ============================== lowercase intended ============================== this story contains sensitive topics such as death, suicide, depression, and self harm. please do not read if such things are triggering ============================== started: 3/14/2022 ended: 4/9/2022

"What's there to even do during an eight hour long flight delay?" "Wanna fall in love?" girlxgirl achieved #1 under billie eilish achieved #1 under lesbian & girlxgirl achieved #1 under imagines achieved #2 under instagram achieved #218 under fanfiction

billie stumbles upon an instagram page of an anonymous girl who she quickly becomes infatuated with. the only problem is, 'art' has never revealed who she is to anyone. will unknownart reveal herself to billie when she discovers a huge secret? or will billie fall in love with the stranger and get her heart broken?

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.

sage, moves to la for the summer to live with her grandma despite sage's attempts to try and stay home. the problem is, sage has been anonymously messaging a user named 'pirate' online for months. and 'pirate' lives in los angeles. sage can't decide whether telling her online best friend she's in la is a good idea or not. because really, does sage want to know who 'pirate' is?

even when trying to avoid everyone in her new city, anastasia mitchell stumbles upon a girl and later realizes they're not really strangers like she thought... - fanfic about billie eilish - intentional lowercase typing - mature - if you lack patience, then beware. also, this was one of my first stories so ease up.

She tilted her head, studying me again. Then, voice quieter, she added, "You're gonna be okay, you know." I blinked. "What?" Billie smirked, nudging my leg with hers. "I know you secretly rely on my constant presence and magnetic charm to get you through your days." "Magnetic charm?" I repeated, unimpressed. "Yes." "You have the charm of a raccoon breaking into a gas station at 2 AM." "Thank you." I groaned. "That was not a compliment."

Dahlia is just coming to terms with her sexuality when Billie, the girl who stares too much and keeps popping up everywhere, comes to her school. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ {WARNING: This story contains foul language, mentions of sex, violence, mentions of abuse, mentions of sexual assault, molestation, and rape, and mentions of suicidal thoughts. There are trigger warnings at the beginning of chapters that mention these things!}

"yo, Athena, get over here" I turned my head and saw Billie. The last time we properly talked was like middle school, and she was just asking for an eraser. I stood up from my lunch table and made my way over. "yeah?" i asked with my arms crossed. "How about you and me play a little game?" she licked her lips. "what game?.." i asked skeptically. "30 Day Rule of course" she smirked. ____________________________________________ This book started from pure imagination until i remembered "To all the boys I've loved before" exists so lowkey embarrassing😭 🏅1st in #gay 🏅1st in #bil 🏅2nd in #eilish 🏅1st in #billie 🏅1st in #womenlovingwomen 🏅1st in #eilish 🏅6th in #whenweallfallasleepwheredowego 🏅2nd in #billie

Clementine was shocked to find that her foster father, Lee Everett had decided to move the family to a new town with his long-term girlfriend, Carley Martinez. She was even more suprised when she found out about Carley's foster daughter, Violet Adlon, a 19 year old with a damaged past. Will her and Clementine get along? Or, will it turn into something more than just being roommates? - Preview: Clementine felt an odd sensation, maybe it was because she was kissing her foster sister? Maybe it was because Violet was drunk? Either way, she knew this wasn't right, she knew Violet was drunk, but why did it feel so good? She shouldn't be kissing her foster sister. But here she was, in a guest room at Louis', making out with her roommate while everyone else was downstairs assuming nothing of it. Clementine shut her eyes, melting into the kiss. - Ships: Violentine Jouis Highest Ranks: clemxviolet #1 marlon #3 violetxclem #5 minerva #1 violentine #1 clem #5