freshly out of an on-and-off relationship with her boyfriend of three years, veronica sterling chooses to spend the summer in los angeles. she only planned to spend the summer healing and preparing for her senior year of college. what she didn't plan for was billie eilish, who would not only shake veronica's plans up, but also become someone too important for veronica to leave behind after summer is over. ============================== transient - lasting for only a short time; temporary. ============================== lowercase intended ============================== started: 5/15/2026 ended: ongoing

Pretty Cora is a follower of Billie Eilish, her favorite artist of the last 5 years. At one of her latest shows, she finds herself sitting on a couch in Billie's green room, with Billie's arm around her shoulders. Billie is having fun, moving fast, and Cora is slowly following along, waiting for it all to come crashing down. Because after all, this is just too good to be true... right? In the end, they'll both find out, who is following whom... From the author: do you even know me? Of course there will be smut. Kinks and triggers will always be forewarned. Welcome back, babes. PLEASE NOTE: This book includes a backstory of domestic abuse. There are no explicitly violent scenes, only brief mentions of abuse history. Read with caution and stay safe. <3

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.

Nessa isn't used to being the center of anyone's focus. Billie isn't used to wanting something this bad. A story about guilt, fear and the slow return of steady hands.

What starts as a fake relationship between Billie Eilish and model Madeline Miller quickly blurs the line between publicity and reality. Forced into each others worlds, they find themselves tangled in jealousy, secrets, and feelings they never expected. But in the chaos of fame, sometimes the most unreal love turns out to be the realest of all. Billie Eilish x Fem OC

Mira is a professional, if nothing else. A publicist in LA that keeps focused on work. She gets shit done and she takes care of those around her. It's who she is. So when her sister, Kamora, loses her husband and is suddenly a single mother of two, Mira packs up her life and moves to Dallas. She'll be there for her sister and her niece and nephew because it's the responsible thing to do. What Mira doesn't expect is to find herself drawn to her charming new client, Paige Bueckers. Mira quickly learns that Paige isn't only smooth on the court, and even though it's the absolute last thing she needs right now, Mira can't seem to get the woman out of her head. And Paige doesn't seem inclined to let her. Ever the professional, Mira tries to keep this very unprofessional situation under control, but as is a theme in her life lately, things don't seem to be going according to plan.

Sophia Emberson is an award-winning filmmaker. Billie is a global phenomenon. The two decide to collaborate for a documentary on the singer's life. Capturing Billie's essence on camera ends up being a much intimate experience than any of them expected. A love story erupts between two people who've been surviving alone for far too long. Only then will they understand what it means to live.

Isabel, a grounded financial analyst rebuilding her life in New York, crosses paths with Billie, a globally known artist led by instinct and guarded vulnerability. What begins as chance encounters in late-night parties slowly grows into a magnetic pull. They're from different worlds -one built on logic, the other on feeling- but somehow, they fit exactly where it doesn't make sense to.

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 🫶

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.