Kelly Vega just wants to survive senior year, but her new chemistry teacher, Elena Bennett, makes that difficult. Strict, composed, and oddly familiar, Elena is everything Kelly shouldn't be drawn to-but she can't help it. As Kelly pushes boundaries and Elena struggles to keep her distance, an undeniable tension builds between them. Will Kelly stay focused on school, or will she find herself caught in a dangerous chemistry neither of them can ignore? *kinda enemies to lover *slow burn *age gap (8years)

my stepsister. She's everything I'm not-loud, reckless, untouchable. It wasn't supposed to be like this. But somehow, I can't look away. -------- "billie?" she said softly. i paused. "last night..." she started, then stopped, twisting the blanket in her hands. "was it-" "don't," i said quickly. my tone came out sharper than i meant. "just -- don't." she flinched. "i just wanted to know if it-" "meant something?" i finished, turning to face her. her eyes searched mine, desperate, hopeful. i hesitated. the truth sat heavy on my tongue. "it shouldn't have happened," i said finally. ---- •slow updates •intended lowercase • g!p • mature/ graphic scenes

"just be patient. we're both learning." ============================== lowercase intended ============================== started: 12/2/2021 ended: 1/7/2022 ============================== achieved: 🏅 #1 in #billieeilish 2/9/2022

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.

inspired by andré aciman's novel and luca guadagnino's film. julia has a summer house up north. not too far up since she lives in a luxurious chicago townhouse. beside her lake house resides a cottage along the same property, divided by trees as a fence hiding the two from sight. the cottage is used as an airbnb year-round, constantly bringing in new kinds of people. the only way to see who's next door is walking along the dock, hoping that the neighbor is on their dock the same time as you. when curiously walking along the dock for what seems to be the 100th time that humid july evening, she finally caught a glimpse of her temporary neighbor. the visitor had deep brown hair, turning more golden in the setting sunlight. when the "mystery" girl turns to look towards julia's lake house dock, shock courses through the girl's veins. the girl renting her cottage is none other than billie eilish. *~READ IN DARK MODE!!!~* do not read if you're uncomfortable with age gaps :) hope you all enjoy! xo 🫶