[Billie Eilish x Female OC] June's breakup was bad enough without the added stress of fleeing to a suspiciously affordable guesthouse nestled halfway down a canyon. She's determined to keep her head down and avoid embarrassing herself in front of the property owner who wrote a carefully worded 'ignore me' addendum into the lease. That rule would be easier to follow if Billie didn't turn out to be nosier, weirder, and a lot more emotionally available than any landlord should be, and if she would stop leaving lemons on June's porch. Soon, "don't talk to the landlord" becomes "don't pet her dog", "don't fall asleep on her lawn", and "don't get used to the way she looks at you like she knows exactly how she'd undo you." In this summery slow burn of a queer romance, independence gives way to intimacy as June learns the difference between running away and starting over. 🥇 #1 in Eilish

This is a collection of wlw fanfiction pieces inspired by Billie Eilish. While I work on longer and more polished works, this will be a place to share my shorter or not quite as thought out ideas. You can expect to find one shots, imagines, short stories, and other forms of fanfiction here! I'll try to start each chapter with some sort of description so you know what you're getting into, and any mature content will be labelled as such in the chapter title. Do with that what you will. Happy reading!

Avril doesn't speak. Not since the world gave her every reason to stay silent. But then came Billie-loud, reckless, and impossible to ignore. She doesn't flinch at Avril's silence. She breaks through it. As Billie pulls her into a world of chaos and connection, one question lingers: Can Billie uncover the truth behind Avril's silence-or will her own dangerous life tear them both apart? - ❤️ - Billie is being very toxic in this fan fiction - please remember, she's the sweetest in real life. This is just a story! ⚠️ Trigger warning ⚠️ This story contains: Smut, s3xual abuse, mention of SH, violence

After an unexplainable accident, Riley forgets the past year of her life. Every memory of herself and the ones she loves has completely erased. With a lot of work and therapy, she fights to remember what she lost and who she truly is. Once she finally gets back in school, all the new people she used to know get her deeper into the confusion. A certain girl with green roots captivates her attention , but she turns out to be the most unwelcoming and rude person of them all. Billie makes her life hell until something unexpected happens. GxG

Reese is awoken by a FaceTime call in the middle of the night. She had no idea that the call would lead to her falling for a rising star named Billie Eilish. It seemed they were made for each other, everything was perfect. Well, almost everything... they had a slight problem and that was the 5,160 miles that separated them. With Reese's somewhat messy life, Billies soon to be career and the distance between them, will they be able to make it work? What's an ocean or two? BOOK 1 OF 2 A MILLION MILES the sequel is out now. Started 26/08/21 Finished 21/09/21 (Currently editing)

Angie, a photographer from Sacramento who's never left her hometown, embarks on a tour with Billie, capturing more than just images. Like Moon River's dream of "two drifters off to see the world," Angie's journey becomes one of wandering and wonder-navigating desire, uncertainty, and the pull of places and people that feel like home. She must decide whether to nurture this connection or let it drift away, like a river carrying her toward the unknown.

Billie blinked. "Wow," she said tightly. Her smile was more strained than a bra two sizes too small. "How long have you two been together?" "Oh no no! Not dating... yet?" She added, her hand sliding up my thigh so casually you'd think she did it every Tuesday. "Oh, fuck me," Billie muttered to herself, standing abruptly. "Getting a drink," She didn't wait for a response, or permission, or the Lord's blessing. Just turned on her heel and disappeared into the crowd like a storm cloud in eyeliner. - Billie took a gulp from her cocktail like it was water in the desert and she'd just crawled out of emotional quicksand. Half the drink disappeared in one go. I blinked. "What is in that?" "Vodka," she said flatly. "And...?" Sophie asked, voice a little too polite like she was a customer service rep bracing for a Karen. "Vodka," Billie repeated, nodding like she just solved a riddle. "Do you still have those photos, Lynx?" she asked suddenly, voice low and laced with something unreadable. Her eyes stayed locked on mine, unwavering. "The nude ones. From my house. A month ago." Her lip curled into a subtle smirk, the kind that belonged in a courtroom or a very expensive lingerie ad. I cleared my throat. "Do you... want them?" Billie shrugged. "No. Just wanted to make sure you still had them." She drained the rest of her drink like that sentence hadn't just broken the vibe into a million awkward little pieces. "Yo, what's this about photos?" a very drunk man asked, stumbling over with the grace of a wet sock. "Who the fuck invited you?" Billie snapped, her voice slicing through the noise sharper than a guillotine in a Gucci ad. I stared at him like he was an IKEA instruction manual written in Klingon. "Piss off, Liam," Billie muttered, already over it.

Melody accidentally leans on a celebrity's trailer at Coachella, and her life is forever changed. She learns new things about her sexuality, is pursued by one of the most famous musicians in the world, and has a budding relationship secret from the world and the people closest to her. When her best friend comes to visit her, she finally spills about her new partner in this dual-timeline love story.

Juline's job is simple on paper. keep the schedule tight, the rumors quiet, and Billie Eilish exactly where she needs to be. But nothing about this tour is simple. Juline Moreau is an French manager. Cool, flawless, unshakable. At least, that's what she wants everyone to believe. But Billie? She's unpredictable. Magnetic. Impossible to keep in line. Between sold-out shows, relentless fans, and sleepless nights in unfamiliar cities, Juline starts to realize that holding everything together might be harder than she thought. Because sometimes the hardest part of the job isn't the world watching- it's what happens when no one else is looking. --- ⚠️ This story includes: smut, mental health issues and maybe violence