#billie eilish x reader

[brinasbear]

𝟣𝟫．𝗌𝗇𝖾𝖺𝗄𝗒 𝗄𝗂𝗌𝗌𝖾𝗌．𝟤𝟢．𝗋𝖾𝖽 𝖼𝖺𝗋𝗉𝖾𝗍．

𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝟥．．

You and Billie were just about to go onto a red carpet. You were wearing a beautiful black dress, hugging your curves and a bow tying your half up half down hair. The colour of your dress matched Billie’s suit.

Sure, you were nervous and Billie could see that. “Hey, baby. There’s nothing to worry about ‘kay? I’m gonna’ be right next to you.” She mumbled and kissed you sneakily.

You relaxed under her kiss and nodded. “Okay..”You then grabbed her hand, playing with the rings on her fingers.

Billie’s manager then came over and told you it was time to go onto the carpet. You took a deep breath and held Billie’s hand tightly. She sensed your nerves and rubbed her thumb on your hand, kissing you again.

You made your way onto the carpet, Billie’s arm around your waist as you put one of your hands on her chest. “Y/n! Billie over here!” “Over the shoulders?!” “Big smiles guys!”

A lot of yelling, a lot of flashing lights. But Billie by your side comforted you in the best way possible. “Y/n, Billie! Can you guys kiss for us?!” Someone yelled.

You and Billie locked eyes, her’s asking you for permission. You hesitated, looking around at all the cameras before locking eyes with Billie again.

“We don’t have to, mama.” She whispered, so only you could hear. You shake your head and smile at her. “No it’s okay. Let’s give them something to fuss over.”

Billie chuckled and leaned down, capturing your lips with hers in a soft kiss. Paparazzi yelled and whooped.

You pulled back and giggled. Maybe red carpets aren’t so bad after all..

𝖿𝗅𝗎𝖿𝖿 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍𝗌 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾！

𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄 𝗈𝗎𝗍 𝖿𝗈𝗋 𝗆𝗒 𝖺𝗇𝗀𝗌𝗍 𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗍！

[teaaagan]

Leaf

Finneas: Why is Billie crying?

Y/N: She saw a leaf on the sidewalk and-

Billie: IT LOOKED SO CRUNCHY!

Finneas: Please don’t say what I think you’re gonna say-

Billie: AND WHEN I STEPPED ON IT THERE WAS NO CRUNCH!

Finneas: NO, NOT THAT!

[heavensoutofsight]

voice memos | b.e.

SYNOPSIS: billie loves to record voice memos... for everything.

WORD COUNT: 783

TAGS/WARNINGS: fluff & smut (mention of oral and strap-on sex)

AUTHOR'S NOTE: just a short little blurb that i found in my drafts and completely forgot about. i'm sorry this account has been so dead recently, here's something to hopefully hold y'all over 😔 hope you guys enjoy as alwayssss

[ taglist: @hannahluvsbillie, @bilssturns , @bla1rxoxo, @billiesrighthand, @weluvwbb, @belleishot, @natbelovasblog, @wilfdflwr8, @likefirenrain, @amara-eilish, @sevikasleftbicep ]

(forgot to add the taglist again y'all i'm stoopid)

the thing about billie, is that she loves to record things.

given her career as a singer, her ears were especially adept at picking up new sounds everywhere she went. anything from a dentist drill to the sound of a crosswalk was fair game to use in a song—if it sounded cool, she was recording it, and her little habit of being fascinated by the randomest sounds completely endeared you.

but, she didn't always record things for the sake of putting them in songs. she often recorded moments in her life that she just wanted to keep as a memory. sometimes it was the cute sound of shark snoring, the sound of her fans screaming for her from backstage, or even a recording of thunder and rain, just because the sound of the droplets hitting the window sounded calming to her. most often, though, her voice memos involved you.

they were often recordings of simple moments. one recording was of the two of you having a laughing fit over some random internet meme—it was exactly 30 seconds long, and all that could be heard was the sound of the both of you gasping for air. another recording consisted of the sound of food sizzling in a pan, with The Office playing in the background mixed with the soft sound of billie's humming and shark's whines as he begged for food. there was even a recording of you and billie having a late night conversation, one in which billie was venting to you about the stress her celebrity life gave you, and you comforting her with words laced in love and sincerity; private words, that no one else would hear except billie on the random nights she decided to replay the audio for herself.

but there was something else billie loved recording as well. something that absolutely no one was allowed to hear. sometimes, she'd share snippets of audio recordings for her curious fans on instagram—but these recordings were so private that she had them all on a sacred flash drive that she protected like it was gold.

it started one night when the both of you were in her home studio. she was feeling frustrated—she couldn't get a specific melody right for a song she was working on. she was tense and clearly deep in her thoughts. you, being the caring girlfriend you are, hated seeing billie so upset with herself; so you offered to take her mind off of the music for a bit, getting her to look away from the production software open on her laptop and at your face instead. you kissed her gently, whispering to her that the song would still be there tomorrow and you could return to it then. one kiss turned into two, which quickly turned into three, and then four, and eventually, the two of you were passionately devouring each other's lips right in the middle of the studio.

soon enough, you found yourself leaning over the desk, bending over slightly as billie was on her knees, eating you out like a woman starved from behind. every flick of her tongue was so precise, so skilled, and in only a few minutes she already had your knees buckling. your moans were so loud, filling the room and reverberating off the walls. billie loved the sound of your moans of pleasure so much—she couldn't help but pause for a moment to grab her phone and open up her voice memos app.

"billie—?" you had whined, confused and disappointed at her stopping.

"just wanna save this for later, mama." she replied, pressing record, and diving back in, picking up exactly where she left off.

you quickly realized what she meant when she mentioned "saving this for later" and all you could was let out a breathy chuckle.

"you are so fucking dirty, billie—" you said through high-pitched gasps as you felt billie's fingers rub your folds.

"you love it." she replied—and it was true. you did, because from then on, billie recording the sound your lovemaking became somewhat of a tradition.

she loved recording you when she fucked you with her strap, the sound of your pussy squelching with each thrust so deliciously filthy to billie's ears. she was addicted to the sound of her skin meeting yours, addicted to the sound of your whines and your deep groans of her name. the mattress squeaking under the weight of the both of you was the cherry on top.

nobody knew that when she was all alone in her hotel room, in need of stress relief, she'd come back to those very voice memos, the ones she recorded for her ears only.

[l8rs-gat0rs]

Hi, I have an Eva request!

So she was giving reader her first "therapy" session and when asking what her biggest secret she's hiding is, reader is like "the fact i really wish you'd go down on me" 😫🙌🏽

Secret Thoughts

Pairing: Eva x bisexual!reader

ANOOOOOON. THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR THIS REQUEST. I literally can't thank you enough holy shit. I hope you enjoy this :) also shout out to my fellow bisexuals (as well as all the other gays who happen to be attracted to women😌)

Warning(s): smut ofc, this is basically straight porn. y/n use.

Summary: During one of your sessions with Eva, you can't help but spill a secret you didn't think you would. Eva is thrilled to hear it and decides to fulfill your request.

Word count: 1.9k

~~~~~~18+ MINORS DNI~~~~~~

"Ah you came! Come sit down" Eva hugged you before moving to close the doors behind you.

You sat down on the chair that was facing Eva’s and you looked at her, nervous as she sat down.

She wasn't very far away if you were being honest, your leg bounced rapidly as you suppressed the thoughts coming through your head.

She watched you with her piercing blue eyes and a small smirk played at her lips, making you want to shrink into your chair but instead you glanced away, unable to keep eye contact.

"So" you cleared your throat.

"Is this like...therapy?" You asked, glancing back at her.

She let out a small chuckle before answering,

"No, think of this as a bonding experience for the two of us, which should be easy, considering how drawn I feel to you" her slightly hooded eyes seemed to drop down to your lips and you suddenly felt butterflies erupt in your stomach

"Alright, so here's how this is gonna work," Eva started as her eyes shot back up to yours, startling you.

"I'm going to snap, and every time I snap, you're going to say your name. Think of it as a grounding point. And we're going to keep building on that grounding point, so it can be strong. Like you." her eyes dropped to your hands and she brushed her fingertips along them.

you nodded doltishly and she pulled her hand, along with her body, away from yours.

You would be lying if you said you didn’t miss the contact already.

Eva leaned back in her chair and snapped her fingers.

"What's your name?"

"y/n"

"So y/n, let's start with something simple, why are you here with us?" Eva asked with a low voice.

"As embarrassing as it is, you found me crying on the sidewalk after my boyfriend broke up with me and kicked me out," you said sheepishly.

Her smile slightly faded at the mention of your ex-boyfriend.

"Yeah, I remember."

"Why did he break up with you?"

"Well, he said there was 'someone else'." You did air quotes.

Eva's frown deepened before she went back to a neutral expression and snapped her fingers.

"Name"

"Y/n"

"Have you ever been with anyone other than your ex?"

Curiosity glistened in Eva's eyes as she waited for you to respond.

"Mmm, yeah, there was a girl," you started, watching Eva's face for any reactions.

A smile pulled at her lips and you felt your insides melt.

"We dated for a while but it didn't end up working out, even so, our relationship was better than Derrick and me. I'm thinking of going full lesbian after him." You stated truthfully.

Her eyebrows raised at your confession and she unfolded her hands, bringing her chair a bit forward and closer to you so your knees were almost touching.

You suddenly felt very aware, and you sat up as she settled in her chair, watching-

-No,

Analyzing- you.

You felt your breath Hitch as her eyes slowly seemed to be undressing you.

When her eyes met yours once again, you clenched your jaw, trying to keep your mouth from saying anything crazy, but the weird thing was, you felt like telling Eva everything for some reason.

You were jerked from your thoughts when you heard a snap.

"Name."

Eva's voice was now seemingly lower and a bit husky.

Fire burned through your veins as you opened your mouth to answer her prompt.

"Y/n"

Eva leaned in towards you, you felt yourself slightly go forward as well.

"What's your biggest secret?" She looked at you through hooded eyes, darting between both of yours before they settled on your lips.

She licked her own lips before letting her teeth drag against her lower lip.

It felt like she was torturing you.

The smell of her perfume seemed to surround you and occlude all of your senses, causing your thoughts to be surrounded by haze.

You felt hypnotized by her.

"My biggest secret is I want you to go down on me so bad right now" you breathed out.

Your eyes widened at your own words as soon as they left your mouth. Eva smirked.

"Yeah?" She simply asked.

You felt a jolt in your stomach, you couldn't even explain the hold this woman had over you if you tried.

"Yeah" you simply stated.

"Well, why didn't you tell me baby?" She said, chuckling lowly, her eyes dropped down to her hand as she ran it up your thigh slowly.

You stared at her with your mouth hanging open and her eyes met yours once again.

"Answer me."

"I-I don't know" you said, your chest starting to rise and fall quicker as she used her other hand to slip up your shirt.

"Well I'm glad it's not a secret anymore" she leaned in closer and ghosted her lips over yours

"Eva" you whined.

"Can I tell you a secret?" She asked.

"Yes"

"I've been wanting to hear my name come from your pretty little lips like that since the day I first saw you" she said huskily.

You moaned before smashing your lips into hers.

You felt her hand slip under your bra as she ran her thumb over your hardened nipple.

You moaned into her mouth causing her to chuckle darkly.

"God you're so sexy" you groaned "I want you so bad" and she captured your lips in another heated kiss.

She pulled away from the kiss, taking her hand out from under your shirt before resting her forehead against yours as the two of you panted heavily.

You were surprised as she got up and pushed her chair back. She sat down on her knees, looking up at you.

You could cum at the sight alone.

She spread your legs open and slotted herself in between them, you felt your heart speed up.

She bit her lip and hooked her finger in the waistband of your loose sweatpants.

You lifted your hips up to let her remove them, almost moaning at the sight of how hungry she looked staring at your soaked lace underwear.

"God look at you, so wet for me already that you've ruined your panties" she moaned, licking her lips.

You spread your legs wider, your back slightly arched in the chair as you moaned for her desperately.

"Eva please, I need you" you gasped.

"You're so good for me, keep moaning my name like that" Eva groaned, bending down between your legs.

She pressed her tongue against your clothed center causing pleasure to explode low in your stomach.

Your hand shot into her hair and you grabbed it, pushing her tongue harder against you.

You felt her laugh, which vibrated through your body, causing you to shiver.

She wrapped her mouth around your clit through the thin lace and you moaned loudly as she sucked on it.

"Eva, please holy shit, take them off" you moaned feverishly.

"So impatient angel" she chuckled as she hooked her delicate fingers in the waistband of your underwear, pulling them down when you lifted your hips.

Eva reveled in the sight before her, licking her lips and groaning.

She pulled your hips forward and then held your thighs open as she went back in between your legs to taste you fully this time.

Your jaw dropped open as soon as her tongue made contact and you felt her moan vibrate through your whole body.

She licked your slit up to your clit before pulling back.

You felt your stomach burn with fire as you watched her sit back onto her knees, her hands still on your thighs.

Eva's eyes were closed as she took in the taste of you.

When she opened them her dark blue eyes looked up at you causing you to let out a whine.

"God, you taste so good baby" Eva groaned, licking her lips.

You moaned loudly, bucking your hips towards her.

"Don't worry angel, I haven't had of you enough yet" she smirked before moving in between my thighs again.

You let out a languid moan feeling your walls clench, pumping out more wetness that Eva happily lapped up with a flat tongue against your core.

Your hand made its way into her hair once again as she stuck her tongue inside you.

"Holy fucking shit" you moaned out, chest heaving as Eva ate you out like she was starving.

She moaned into your core as she felt your walls clench.

The room was filled with obscene wet noises harmonizing with both of your moans.

You bucked your hips into her face when her nose brushed against your clit.

As you peeled your eyes away from Eva in between your legs you noticed her hand moving slightly.

"Oh- my God, Eva are you touching yourself?" Her eyes opened as she looked up at you, but didn't stop the rapid movements of her tongue against you.

You saw her hand speed up as her eyebrows furrowed.

"Oh, you're fingering yourself" you gasped out.

Her eyes closed again as she let out a moan against you causing your stomach to tighten as you shuddered.

"Fuck you're so hot" you panted rapidly "I think I'm gonna cum."

She took her mouth away from your soaked center and looked up at you, her lips and nose glistening with your wetness. It was a filthy sight.

"I'm gonna cum too" she moved her hand inside her pants at a now, medium pace.

Before you could say anything, she took her hand out of her pants, her wetness still coating her fingers, she pushed them inside you and separated them, causing you to feel a wonderful stretch.

"Oh fuck fuck fuck" you groaned as Eva watched your core, your walls squeezing her fingers.

She snaked her other hand into her pants once again.

Her eyes met yours and she started pushing her fingers inside you at the same pace as hers.

"Don't cum until I say so" she moaned breathily.

"Yes" you choked out.

She added a third finger inside of you and your chest tightened once again, waves of pleasure taking over your body.

"Eva" you moaned out her name, signaling your release was close.

"Come on baby, hold it in, I'm almost there" she husked out.

Your chest rose and fell rapidly and you gripped onto the back of the chair, throwing your head back as you moaned loudly.

She was knuckles deep in you, thrusting her fingers faster, and the feeling was sending you to heaven.

"Alright, you can cum for me angel" Eva groaned.

You arched off the seat and your eyes rolled back as your legs shook with the power of your orgasm.

Eva let out a languid moan, reaching her climax at the same time.

She took her fingers out of both of you before watching your cum spill out causing her to let out an almost pornographic moan.

She sat back on her legs as she huffed, catching her breath and waiting for you to come down as well.

"So, how do you feel?" She breathed out as you looked back down at her.

"What do you mean? I feel so good, that was amazing" your eyes widened.

She giggled a little before elaborating.

"No silly, I mean do you feel connected to me now that we've cum together?" She raised her eyebrows.

"Ohhhh!" You nodded,

"Yeah I guess I do"  almost losing your train of thought as you watched her stick the fingers that were just inside you, into her mouth.

She removed them with an audible pop.

"How about we revisit this thought next session?" She smirked up at you.

[infernalodie]

𝐍𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐢𝐝𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 || 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

“𝘗𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘯𝘰 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘍𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘬𝘺 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘯 𝘢 𝘭𝘰𝘵 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘺𝘰𝘶, 𝘨𝘰𝘵𝘵𝘢 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭' 𝘩𝘰𝘵 𝘨𝘪𝘳𝘭, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢 𝘭𝘪𝘭' 𝘴𝘸𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘪𝘦“

Inspo: Chris Brown - No Guidance

Pairing: Billie Eilish x Fem!reader

Summary: Billie couldn’t help herself when it came to your taste. She didn’t care what you were doing, she wanted to taste you.

Warnings: Oral (f receiving), semi-public (?), and just smut throughout

Words 709

DNI IF YOU’RE YOUNGER THAN 18!

“Hi, everyone!”

The live chat was flooding with messages of your fans greeting you and exclaiming that they were first. You just watched as the onslaught of hearts on the side of the screen filled. A warm feeling grows in your stomach as you continued to greet a few people that popped up in the chat. Some were celebrities and others were just childhood friends that stuck around.

Fiddling with the bags of edibles, you propped your phone up on the headboard of the bed and sighed. “Alright, I’m bored so I’m live streaming. I might even preview some music for you guys to hear,” you announced, popping a gummy into your mouth and smiling. “How does that sound for you guys?”

Comments of approval were given as you closed the bag and placed it to the side. But you felt your eyes flicker shut with your hand grabbing the headboard tightly. Glancing up at the feed, you saw multiple fans asking, “You okay” or “Everything alright, girlie?”

A smile formed on your lips as you were glad the red lights above hid your blush and a majority of your face. “Yeah, I’m good, guys,” you reassured. “This edible is just stronger than I expected.”

Truth was, Billie was laid out beneath you with her face buried in your pussy. Lips latched around your clit and sucking ruthlessly as you did your best to act like nothing was wrong. When you were very much getting tossed into oblivion by your girlfriend, who was far too addicted to the taste of you. She’d put you in many of these types of scenarios.

One time, she had fucked you in a public bathroom just because she missed seeing her strap be swallowed by your pussy. Or the time she had snuck under the kitchen table whilst you ate with her parents and she ate you out. That may have been the most tortuous dinner ever in your life. But each time, you submitted to her willingly because she wanted to be the only source of sexual pleasure that would satisfy you.

Her tongue swiped through your folds before prodding at your clit. Flicking it over and over again until you felt your legs on either side of her head. Lips reattaching to your clit and sucking the bud. Her nail’s nipped at your bare thighs, giving just enough pain that is added to the heat between your legs.

Your hand threaded through her hair, balling a handful as you exhaled shakily. Looking back up at the live feed and saw many people questioning where Billie was and if she would be showing up.

Glancing down at Bille, she winked up at you, moving her fingers to push into your needy entrance. The intrusion made you exhale slowly. Forcing a smile towards the camera. “She’s currently eating.”

A giggle could be heard faintly, vibrating throughout your body and making your lips part with a whimper. Your hand shot up, covering your mouth with your eyes wide and focused on your reflection on the phone. The comments flooded with people asking if you were okay.

All you could do was slowly rock your hips, heart thundering against your chest as Billie thrust her fingers quickly. Curving and spreading perfectly that you had to knock over your phone over, causing it to land face down on the sheets. Both your hands threaded through Billie’s hair as you rode her face desperately. 

“Bil.” You whispered, biting down on your bottom lip. She latched her lips onto your clit, sucking feverishly as you gasped. The knot in your stomach had strained to an unbelievable rate and with one curl of her fingers, you fell apart.

Legs shaking on either side of her head, you let one of your hands cover your mouth. Moans muffled as you continued to ride Billie’s tongue, who moaned in approval. Tongue lapping up your juices until you were panting, eyes heavy and legs still shaking from the aftershocks of the orgasm.

In your daze, Billie helped scoot you back before grabbing your phone and showing her face that still glistened with your juices all over her jaw and lips. She smiled cheekily at the camera.

“Just finished my dessert.”

[xoluvx]

omg can you do #16 with billie😪🙏

b.eilish no. 5

16) inexperienced person gets a little “lesson”

"just like that," billie whispered tossing her head back. she had a gentle grip on the back of your head as you lapped her pussy. you'd never done this before. sure, she'd gone down on you before and you tried to use that knowledge to guide your movements as you rested between her thighs.

"fuck," she moaned lifting her hips pushing your head down. "right there," her voice was desperate and high pitched. her moans were heavenly as your tongue moved in the same way that caused that reaction in her body. your confidence grew with each reassuring word that fell from her plump lips.

"use your fingers," she muttered before biting her lip and looking down at you through hooded eyelids. you nodded running a stripe on her pussy before sliding your fingers in slowly eliciting a reaction you hadn't seen before. her back arced. her moans grew louder. her thighs were trembling as you moved your fingers taking it all in. swallowing it all.

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[thebluediner]

COACHELLA HEAT :PART 1

explaination: this is written in a form of a tiktoker who comprised fan videos of billie and you at coachella to dissect it and give the interaction meaning. basically like the hailey bieber tiktok series ( that's my inspo)

warnings: use of y/n

"okay guys settle in and let's talk pop gossip. this weekend was the first weekend of coachella and obviously a lot of celebrities were in attendance but the focus for this video will be y/n and billie " the tiktoker says to the camera. her body is centred in the middle of the screen wearing relaxed casual clothing and hints of her apartment in the background.

"we all know that y/n and billie officially broke up a couple of months ago after years of their on and off relationship but what's shocking is that they were seen together at coachella literally on the first day" the girl talks while using her hands as gestures to add dramatics to her talk.

she then layers a video of you and billie at coachella. the video is taken at night time right next to your trailer under your open tent. a women with a big leather jacket enveloping her figure with a fitted cap to go with it is seen talking to another women in a revealing two piece outfit. the hair of both the women is taken slightly by the air as they stand closely next to each other conversing. one with the leather jacket who was detected to be billie is quick to grab your hand pulling you closer.

"that was one of the videos circulating twitter right now. so according to fan theories and my own input this was recorded right after y/n's headlining performance. we are all asking ourselves, why did billie grab her like that or why do they seem to be so close and why is one serious and the other relaxed like they are having fun ?" the tiktoker speaks ,her face leaning towards the camera with her brow arched in curiosity.

"a lot of people ,myself included, believe billie was jealous. I mean come on did you guys see the performance y/n put on for the audience on the first night? not only was it the best performance heading towards beyoncé's level but also it was the sexiest. y/n had dancers touching ,grinding and dancing on her and she seemed to love every second of it but guess who didn't ? billie ofcourse"

another shot is overlayed for viewers to see. the shot is a video recorded by a fan. billie can be seen watching y/n's performance from the crowd. though billie was wearing sunglasses and a cap you still couldn't miss her stoic expression. her body was still, contrast to the people moving their bodies around her, she didn't look like she was having fun at all.

" as you can see that was billie in the crowd during those very hot scenes in y/n's performance so if we're being real it is not a stretch to think she was jealous. plus let's not act like billie had never mentioned how jealous she can get when it comes to y/n. last year before thier breakup billie had an interview with vanity fair where a question about her relationship came up and this is how she responded"

an interview of billie from when she still had her red roots shows up on screen. she is sat in the middle of a white background facing straight at the camera.

"what is something you struggle with in your relationship?" the interviewer behind the camera questioned billie. billie looked to be in deep thought before a smile broke out on her face.

"jealousy, I can't help it man I don't want anybody thinking they have a chance with my girl you know she's mine " billie answered with a slight smirk on her face with her hands fiddling with her rings.

"so was billie's action towards y/n based on jealousy? I say hell yeah I mean what else could it be. anyways moving on from that I was also came across a another video of the two together near y/n's trailer "

another video shot came onto the screen. it was the same setting at the first one. there they were standing across one another. y/n broke out in a smile showcased by her white teeth. she looked at billie without saying a word which only leads people to think billie was still talking to her. after a couple of seconds you spoke up with your hand running through hair moving it to the other side.

"that was the other video. do you guys think y/n finds billie's jealousy amusing? I think yeah, remember the interview with cosmo y/n did a couple of years ago ? let me remind you guys"

the tiktoker grabs her phone and types on it for a few seconds before she goes silent because she was reading and scanning the piece of article.

"here it is , it is clearly written here. the question asks what's something people deem toxic in relationships but you find entertaining? her replies reads: jealousy, I don't know something about it makes me feel more loved like it's reassurance that you still want me all to yourself you know"

the woman finishes reading the piece and shoots her eyes up at the audience through her screen with a smile, the kind of smile you had after hearing gossip in highschool.

"I love these two they are so fucking chaotic but so entertaining. they clearly still want each other but we still don't know the reason for the break up in the first place. but, another dedicated fan or maybe one of the crew from the set got a video of these two later"

a video starts playing. y/n backs up from billie moving away. almost immediately billie follows her around her tent like a lost puppy. the grainy video shows y/n opening the door to her trailer but before she gets in she looks back at billie. some words seem to be exchanged between the two before they both get into the trailer together.

"oh this is so juicy you guys. that was the video captured late in the am's so yes they stayed under that tent talking for a couple of minutes or even an hour before retreating back to y/n's trailer together. do you guys think she go out of that trailer sometime later or do you think she stayed the night?" the speaker shrugs her shoulders before she laughs at how fun the two pop stars are for their own entertainment.

"but remember you guys it's only been one day in coachella and they are already like this. comment below on what you think and be sure to check my account later on for more updates on these two bye" she waves her goodbye to the audience and the video goes blank.

a/n: no really comment below on your thoughts about you and billie treat it like a tiktok video

[blackkbeautyy]

Birthday Baby

Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader

Summary: After Billie’s party, you make sure to give her a birthday night she surely wouldn’t forget with a particular goal to reach.

(This is my first time genuinely writing and publishing a story so pls know it won’t be amazing)

Cw: Smut, oral sex fingering squirting mentions of alcohol and thats it.l

Word count: 1006

You and billie say bye to everyone while walking out of the party and you trying to hold her up from how drunk she was. You put her in the passenger and buckle her up and then get in the drivers seat. “Baaaabbbeee.” Billie slurred while staring at you. “What is it?” you ask. “Do you having any other surprises for me tonight?”She asks with a hint of what was supposed to be a seductive tone. You smiled at her drunken attempt of being flirtatious. “Actually i do, but you’ll get it when we get home.” Billie somehow slumps down even more in her seat with disappointment. “But baaaabbee.” No buts. You say sternly. “ You have to be good to get your present.” She looked up at you with a arched brow. “So I, have to be good tonight? Well isn’t that something. She says attempting to be more dominant. You knew you weren’t gonna let her persuade you into falling submissive, not tonight.

You both arrive at your shared apartment and you tell your girlfriend to wait in the living room while you tidy up everything. A few minutes later you call out to Billie and tell her to lay on the bed. She sat there in anticipation squirming around while you finished in the bathroom.You walk over to her squeamish figure.

“Just lay back and relax baby, tonight is all about you.” You tell her in a calm tone as you step in between her legs. “Why don’t you undress, hm?” She then does so being left only in her red laced bra and drenched matching panties. “My gosh Bil, you’re so wet, and l haven’t even did anything?” You ask feeling more powerful seeing the mess you caused. “Just thinking about what you were gonna do to me baby.” She says. You can tell by the hint of neediness in her voice that she wanted you to start, but you were gonna tease her a bit. So you look her in the eyes holding eye contact watching her squirm more and more while the alcohol made her body burn then she started begging for you to do something. “Please.” You smile.“Please what bil?” “Please baby make me feel good.” You look at her the neediness in her face and tone making you feel a little sympathetic for her. “Anything for the birthday girl.” You say with a smile and then you dive in. (lol)

You’ve been edging Billie for about thirty minutes and she already can’t take it anymore. You’ve used a vibrator, your tongue, and fingers, and she just can’t get enough. she’s crying and begging for you to let her cum. Every time she’s just a tad close to that beautiful bliss, you yank it away making her whine and cry. You can tell she’s frustrated, she’s all red in the face with beads of sweat running down her body, bangs and hair sticking to her face, eyes rolled back in pure ecstasy.

“Baby please i can’t anymore” Billie begged practically sobbing. You figured that you’ve had enough fun and decided to let her cum.

You insert your fingers in her wet hole which was clenching around nothing just a second ago which rips out a moan from her bruised flushed lips from all the messy kissing you did. You pick up the pace and use your thumb to rub her clit setting the perfect pace to the point she starts riding your fingers trying so hard to cum. “Fuck!” She yells “I’m so close go faster please baby.” You obliged and somehow increased your pace even more to the point Billie’s knuckles turned white gripping the sheets.

“Cmon baby you can do it, cum all over my fingers so i can taste you, cmon you’re almost there, cum for me like the slut you are.” That was it, she was pushed over the edge with one of the hardest orgasms she’s ever had. That didn’t stop you though, you kept going even after she had entirely rode out her high and the overstimulation kicked in. She was just so beautiful like this; hair sticking to her forehead from sweat, head thrown back thighs trembling, everything about her was so beautiful and addicting, you just wanted it all as much as you could get.

You started to eat she out running your tongue through her wet folds completely dodging her clit. “Baby please I need you.” “You need me where bil?” “I need you to-, I want you to-,” She keeps stopping to embarrassed to say what she wanted.. “If you want so bad baby say it.” You say trying to hide the grin spreading across your face. “I want you to suck my clit.” She says barely above a mumble. “Good girl.” You say, swearing you seen her clench around nothing. You do what she asked for and a loud moan escapes her lips. You insert your fingers giving her no time to adjust while you set your pace. “Faster baby fuck!” You move your fingers at a faster pace determined to reach your goal, you were gonna make her squirt. You can tell she’s close so you let her reach her climax. While she’s still trying to ride out her high you increase the pace even faster than before, her back arches off the bed and her thighs start trembling more than they were before. Then a clear liquid squirted out all over you and Billie practically screamed.

She plopped down on the bed and you next to her, watching her chest rise and fall. “How was that ?“ You asked. She turned and looked at you with a smile, “Amazing baby, you did so good, and i really needed that.” She laughed breathlessly. “Don’t think i won’t get you back though.. “she says with a tad bit of seriousness in her voice. You just laughed admiring your amazing girlfriend feeling good to have someone like her. You stand up and turn around “Lets get you cleaned up.”

[stalemidnight]

-masterlist-

[note: probably just gonna be Billie Elish fics for the time being but I might start writing for other people/characters later. eventually. maybe. idk.]

| Billie Eilish x fem!reader |

-Singles Club--{one shots}-

Daphne Blue - Your relationship w/Billie dances around being "official" between your respectively hectic touring schedules, leaving you seeing her everywhere all the time even when you don't want to.

Only In My Dreams - Billie & You stop in a small town to graffiti the side of a building, discussing dreams while you get used to your new life as a vampire (intro to an abandoned series, technically unfinished)

Glory of the Snow - You get dragged into a snowball fight between your daughter and your wife (Billie, duh)

Cops and robbers - You and Billie commit the crime of the century.

Intergalactic Janet - post-coital affection from Billie turns your body into a work of art.

-Blackout Drunk EP--{mini series}-

Blackout Drunk - Billie receives a call from You sometime after ya'lls breakup, drunk and asking her to pick You up from the bar late at night

Drunk In L.A. - Billie takes You home from the bar and helps you into bed, fighting her emotions all the while.

Black Butterflies and Déjà Vu - You wake up with a killer hangover to find Billie asleep on your couch, dreading the conversation to follow.

Stay - You and Billie discuss your current messy situation and where to go from here.

-B-Sides & Rarities--{requests}- [related info]

[enjoy. or don't. up to you.]

[billiesbabygirleilish]

can i request a one shot where Billie’s s/o is a actress, and she gets a couple Oscars for her movie? And Billie is there just being very supportive.

The Oscars

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The roar of the crowd was a tangible thing, a wave of sound that crashed over Billie even within the relative quiet of backstage. Her heart hammered against her ribs, a frantic drumbeat echoing the anticipation that filled the Dolby Theatre. Tonight wasn't about her, though the flashing cameras and the constant buzz of whispered conversations threatened to make it feel that way. Tonight was about you.

You, her love, her anchor, her incredible, Oscar-nominated, soon-to-be-Oscar-winning actress.

Billie fiddled with the hem of her oversized blazer, the cool silk a small comfort against her sweaty palms. She'd opted for a muted grey, wanting to blend in, to be a supportive presence rather than a distraction. She knew you hated when the spotlight was taken off you, even unintentionally.

The past few months had been a whirlwind. The premiere, the endless interviews, the constant red carpets, all culminating in this single night. Billie had watched you navigate it all with a grace and poise that both amazed and intimidated her. You were a natural, born for this world, while Billie often felt like an awkward interloper, more comfortable in the dim lights of a recording studio than the blinding glare of Hollywood.

But you always made her feel welcome. You always ensured she knew she belonged.

“Hey,” a soft voice murmured beside her, pulling her from her thoughts. You.

You looked breathtaking. The dress, a shimmering emerald green, clung to your figure like liquid moonlight. Your hair was swept up in an elegant updo, revealing the delicate curve of your neck. But more than anything, it was the light in your eyes, the mix of nervous excitement and quiet confidence, that captivated her.

“You okay?” you asked, your hand finding hers and squeezing gently.

Billie nodded, forcing a smile. “Yeah, just… overwhelmed. You look amazing.”

You laughed, a nervous, breathy sound. “Thanks. I feel like I’m going to throw up.”

“Hey,” Billie said, her voice firm. She cupped your face in her hands, her thumbs gently stroking your cheekbones. “You’ve got this. You’re incredible. Remember what you told me? Just breathe.”

You closed your eyes for a moment, taking a deep breath. When you opened them again, the anxiety seemed to have receded, replaced by a steely determination. “Okay. Okay, I’m ready.”

Billie dropped her hands, her heart swelling with pride. “You were born ready.”

The ceremony began, a blur of dazzling performances, heartfelt speeches, and tense anticipation. Billie watched you from the audience, her eyes glued to your every move. You sat poised and elegant, laughing at the jokes, applauding the winners, and radiating an aura of calm that belied the nervous energy she knew you were feeling.

The tension in the room thickened as the awards for Best Actress approached. Billie felt her breath catch in her throat. This was it.

The presenter, a legendary actress you’d always admired, began listing the nominees. The names were spoken with reverence, each a testament to talent and dedication. Billie’s heart pounded harder with each passing name.

Then, she said yours.

The applause was deafening. Billie stood and clapped, her own hands numb with emotion. She watched you, your face a mask of composure, as the presenter opened the envelope.

“And the Oscar goes to… Y/N L/N!”

The world seemed to explode. The audience erupted in cheers, the orchestra swelled to a crescendo, and the flashing cameras created a blinding strobe effect. Billie watched, tears blurring her vision, as you rose gracefully to your feet.

You turned to her, your eyes locking with hers across the crowded room. You smiled, a radiant, genuine smile that reached all the way to your soul. It was a moment of pure connection, a silent acknowledgment of the journey you'd both taken to get here.

Billie grinned back, her heart overflowing with a love so profound it felt like it might burst.

You made your way to the stage, your emerald dress shimmering under the spotlights. You accepted the Oscar, your fingers trembling slightly as you grasped the golden statuette.

Your speech was perfect. You were eloquent, witty, and heartfelt, thanking your family, your friends, your collaborators, and, of course, Billie.

"And finally," you said, your voice thick with emotion, "I want to thank the person who has been my rock, my inspiration, and my constant source of love and support. Billie, you make me a better person every single day. I love you."

Billie felt a fresh wave of tears well up in her eyes. The cameras swiveled to capture her reaction, but she didn't care. All that mattered was you, standing on that stage, bathed in golden light, acknowledging your love for her in front of the entire world.

Backstage, after the ceremony, was a chaotic mix of congratulations, interviews, and celebratory champagne toasts. You were surrounded by people, all clamoring for your attention. But you kept glancing over at Billie, making sure she was okay, making sure she knew she was still the most important person in the room.

Finally, you managed to break free from the crowd. You walked over to Billie, your eyes sparkling with excitement. “I did it,” you whispered, your voice breathless.

Billie wrapped her arms around you, squeezing you tight. “You did it,” she echoed, her own voice choked with emotion. “I’m so proud of you.”

You pulled back slightly, your hands cupping her face. “Thank you,” you said, your voice soft. “For everything.”

Billie shook her head. “I didn’t do anything. You did all the work.”

“No,” you insisted, “you were there for me every step of the way. You kept me grounded, you made me laugh, you reminded me why I love what I do. I couldn’t have done it without you.”

Billie smiled, her heart swelling with love. She reached up and gently brushed a stray strand of hair from your face. “I’ll always be here for you,” she said.

You leaned in, your lips brushing against hers. “I know,” you whispered. “And I’ll always be here for you.”

The rest of the night was a blur of celebration and joy. Parties, dinners, and endless toasts followed each other in a dizzying sequence. But through it all, Billie stayed by your side, your silent, supportive presence.

As the night drew to a close, you and Billie finally found a moment alone, sitting on the balcony of your hotel room, overlooking the glittering lights of Los Angeles. You were both exhausted, but happy.

You leaned your head against Billie’s shoulder, your Oscar resting on the table beside you. “This is all so surreal,” you murmured. “I can’t believe it actually happened.”

Billie wrapped her arm around you, pulling you closer. “Believe it,” she said softly. “You earned it.”

You sighed contentedly, closing your eyes. “Thank you,” you whispered. “For everything.”

Billie kissed the top of your head. “Anytime,” she said. “Always.”

The city lights twinkled below, a symphony of light and sound. But in that moment, all that mattered was the two of you, together, celebrating a dream come true. You, the Oscar-winning actress, and Billie, the supportive partner, forever bound by love and admiration. The night belonged to you, and Billie wouldn't have had it any other way.

MOTHERFUCKERS IM BACK!! I’m going to finish all my reqs from a few months ago over the course of a few days. AFTER THAT I’ll open my requests up once more 😃

[vyntagess]

cocky rich sugar daddy.

[brinasbear]

𝟣𝟥．𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝗁𝖾𝖺𝗋𝗌𝖾．

𝖻𝗂𝗅𝗅𝗂𝖾 𝖾𝗂𝗅𝗂𝗌𝗁 𝗇𝗈𝟣．．‎

‧ ₊˚ ✧ 🪩 ✧ ˚₊ ‧

Billie looked like a natural.

Watching her do her rehearsal for her show tonight was always something you loved doing.

You were sat on a bean bag in the corner of the studio, phone in your hand. Though you weren’t really paying attention to the internet, your eyes were focused on the view in front of you.

Billie was moving around the small space, microphone in her hand as she ran through ‘LUNCH’. Her hair was thrown up in a messy bun, baggy shorts and T-shirt, your favourite. You smiled at your girlfriend through the mirror when you locked eyes with her.

You blushed when she winked at you, quickly looking back at your phone. You heard her laugh and little and your cheeks turned a darker shade.

After a while, her rehearsal was finished and she made her way over to you. You looked up, sliding your phone into your pocket.

“Hey, princess.” Billie said and grabbed a water bottle, sitting on the floor in front of you.

You leaned forward, resting your elbows on your knees. “Hi, Bil.” You mumbled. Billie looked good…all sweaty and hair messy. “You did amazing.”

She grinned and took a sip of water. “Thanks, baby girl. You’re coming tonight right?” She set the water bottle down and took your hands.

“Of course I am…I wouldn’t miss it.” You leaned forward and captured her lips in a kiss. “Now please go and get your stuff so we can go back to the tour bus…you got me all worked up watching you rehearse..”

Billie chuckled and stood up, winking at you before turning around and gathering her stuff…

𝖿𝗂𝗋𝗌𝗍 𝗉𝗋𝗈𝗆𝗉𝗍 𝖽𝗈𝗇𝖾．

𝗁𝗈𝗉𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗂𝗍 :)

[herholygrail]

birthday girl ❥ B.E

pairings : billie eilish x fem! reader.

summary : you planned on giving your girlfriend the best birthday present she could ever ask for.

warnings : oral sex, light degrading, fingering, & pure smut.

a/n : i had to do it 🙈

enjoy ;)

the bedroom door flew open with you and billie stumbling into the room. you two were currently basically eating each other’s faces, due to the built up sexual tension from her 21st birthday party. you two held back from each other the whole night, even though the way both of you danced with each other was enough to make you and her do a quickie in the bathroom. you sat on the bed, breaking away from her lips for a meer second before billie quickly straddled you and wasted no time to fill the gap between her crotch and your lap. your lips reconnected together, sharing another hungry kiss. the position she was in on your lap hiked up the bottom of her dress a little, making her vulnerable skin exposed to you. your hands gripped the warm flesh, making her more wet at the moment. your fingers softly tracing the curves on her hips, thighs, and ass, admiring every single thing of her. “you’re so beautiful,” you mumble, your other hand comes into contact with the back of her head and your fingers tangle within the strands of her hair.

without conscious thought, billie presses her body closer to you, the heat of your bodies radiating together. she opens her mouth and your tongue slips inside without missing a single beat. her breath was intoxicating, the strong sense of all kinds of alcohol still there. billie tilts her head to meet yours, both of your tongues finding each others and dancing together, leaving a trail of drool when you pull away. your lips quickly attack her neck, billie lifting her head to give you full access to her soft stop. your affectionate bites on her neck made billie sharply inhale, with her eyes closed and her head slightly going back. her hand cups your jaw, the desperate whining leaving her mouth to reconnect your lips together was loud. you go back to her, sucking on her kiss-bitten lip before leaving mid-kiss again, making her respond in a childish manner; huffing in defeat. your kisses turn into a trail from her neck down as you reach her chest. you tug at the straps of her dress and mutter, “off.” your voice low and full of lust. billie’s hands quickly leave the grip she had on your jaw to follow your orders, and eagerly pulls the straps of her dress down off of her shoulders, before reaching the top of her dress and pulling the fuzzy seem off. her titties fall perfectly out of the red fabric into place, right in front of you. you grab them with both of your hands, squeezing them before placing soft kisses on them. your trail of kisses gets lower, finally reaching the pink, sensitive peak that was already hard and erect. teasing it by flicking the tip of your tongue over it caused a low groan from billie. her hands reach down, pulling up the bottom of the tight dress she was wearing even higher, her heat now fully on your thigh. the thin black fabric of her panties was damp, as she slowly starts to grind back and forth. “you like that?” you ask, voice low. you get a slow nod from her in response, her hands caressing the back of your head. your hands land on her ass encouraging her to keep going, as the two of you reattach lips going into another heated kiss.

her lip gloss all over her chin and lips as you continue kissing. you slowly slide her off of you and onto the bed, you’re now laying on top of her instead of her laying on top of you. her forearm holding herself up, with one hand holding your face. you’re holding yourself on all fours with one hand on her hip, you slid your hands down to her pussy. the kiss you two shared slowed down and became more passionate as you hook your fingers on the rem of her thong, attempting to get it off. without breaking contact with your lips, she reaches down and pulls them off herself, kicking them off her ankles. her legs spread and your hand cups over her pussy, making her whimper into the kiss. you pull away, going to her neck trailing soft kisses through her entire body. her dress bunched in her mid-section, due to both ends of her dress pushed up and pushed down to expose the parts of her body you loved the most. making it to her hipbone rubbing soft circles, you place wet kisses on the soft skin on her inner thighs, before looking over at her delicate pussy that’s begging to be touched. her erect clit sticking out and her wetness glistening in her folds.

her hand gets tangled in your hair, scratching softly at your scalp trying to get your attention. you look up at your girlfriend, to see she’s already a mess and you haven’t even started. “please?” she asks just above a whisper, and you smile, going down pressing a soft kiss on her clit. her head falls down, her body shuddering at the small gesture. you take your ring and middle finger, running them up her folds, her juices coating them. you swiftly lift her leg and place it over your shoulder, her cuffing it around the back of your neck. you flatten your tongue, dragging it through billies folds all the way to her clit. billie lets out a breathy moan, her grip on your hair tightening. you part billie’s pussy with the tip of your tongue, before thrusting in her hole. “oh, fuck-“ billie starts, but is cut off by the immense pleasure. you bob your head back and forth, tongue fucking her. billie makes a noise between a sob of pleasure and a moan, and her only thought is to tug harder on your hair. “don’t stop, don’t stop, don’t stop,” she chants, her hips rolling in a attempt to ride your tongue. the thumb on your other hand comes down on her clit, rubbing it in small, fast circles. “oh fuck, y/n.” she whimpers, trying to keep her composure. her tits are swaying, both legs now wrapped around the back of your neck making sure you won’t be able to leave this position.

“baby, please keep- fuck!” she yells louder than any of her other moans, the sounds of her wet pussy on your tongue echoing throughout the room, her wetness trickling down your chin. her head is against the headboard, hitting it with every thrust of your tongue. the only noises coming from her are attempts of speaking, and little noises that you couldn’t get enough of. her pussy starts to clench and pulse around your tongue, you pull out of her desperate hole and start to focus on her clit. you put two fingers into her, quickly replacing the warmth of your tongue. pumping your fingers in and out of her without any mercy, and a loud cry coming from billie’s mouth. her thighs quivering with every quick thrust of your fingers. billie is rocking her hips back in forth to match your rhythm, making her reach her peak faster. her eyes are droopy as the knot in the stomach gets bigger and bigger each second, begging to be released. your tongue on her clit, her nails digging in your shoulders. “baby- pl- fuck! keep going, keep going, keep going,” she finally spits out, her vocal cords strong and loud. you nuzzle your mouth on her pussy, her toes curling in response. “c’mon baby,” you encourage, feeling her clench on your fingers. “i know you’re almost there. i know you’re almost fucking there.” “i am- fuck. don’t stop, don’t fucking stop, y/n.” she responds, a firm but desperate command. you thrust and curl your fingers, as well your tongue on her clit until billie is a moaning, pleading, quivering mess. you look up at your girlfriend to see her makeup ruined; her eyeliner smudged under her pretty blue eyes, her cheeks being tear stained from the immense pleasure.

“oh, my baby,” you plead, an evil smirk approaching your mouth. “i love you,” she breathes out, her voice shaky. “i know you do,” you respond, looking at her smirking, her eyes barley able to stay open. with a single curl of your fingers inside of her, her body jerks and her back arches completely off the bed, a loud moan coming from billie, “i’m cumming! oh my god, oh my god, oh my god,” she yells. you keep sucking on her clit, sending waves of pleasure throughout her body. you keep fingering her through her orgasm, curling your fingers enough to make a warm, whitish liquid release onto your fingers. “fuck, billie.” you sit up, both of you breathing in unison. you bring your two fingers up to your mouth, sucking on them and releasing them with a ‘pop’ noise, keeping eye contact with billie the whole time. billie grabs your hand and brings the same two fingers to her mouth, repeating exactly what you did. you straddle her, pushing her hair out of her face and admiring her post-orgasm glow. “that was fast,” you say, leaning down to place a quick peck on her lips. “happy birthday, pretty girl.”

[l-starsz]

a/n: it won’t let me answer this properly for some reason so i had to add the screenshot of it instead?? but i hope this is good:) sorry it took me a while to get around to but i kind of like this😛

it started when she saw my outfit. i was dressed in a white flowy dress, but it was pretty short. her eyes practically bulged from her face when she saw it. her hands immediately found my waist, pulling me against her and whispering in my ear, “you look so beautiful, baby.”

i blushed and hid my face in her neck, whispering back in response, “you look beautiful, my love.”

billie was dressed in black baggy trousers, a white button up, and a black blazer that was also a bit baggy to match her trousers. she looked perfect. i didn’t know if i’d be able to make it through the dinner without staring at her the whole time.

we stayed in the hug for a minute before we went to grab the stuff we needed, and left the house. it didn’t take us long to get to the restaurant, and our friends were already there and drinks were already on the table for everyone.

we obviously sat together, but we were in between our friends. the night was passing by pretty quick. that was until billie decided to let her hand wander. while it was previously resting on my thigh, it soon traveled up to my upper thigh, causing my breath to hitch. luckily i wasn’t talking to anyone at the time, but billie? she was mid conversation with someone.

i reached for her hand to move it back down, thinking she just hadn’t realised how high she’d moved it, but she stayed firm. oh, she knew. i could feel myself get wetter and she hadn’t even done anything, but i knew exactly what she was planning. continuing her conversation, her fingers lightly scraped against the inner part of my thigh, before reaching my underwear.

she started by tracing along the hem, up a little higher, then back down to my inner thigh again. she kept up with this teasing until she decided she needed to touch me further. i knew i should’ve moved her hand, i was soaked, and i knew she’d tease me about it, but i couldn’t help myself. i needed this just as bad as she did, if not more.

she slowly moved her fingers so that they were hovering over my core, not realising how wet i was until she pressed against me. my legs opened a little further for her as she slowly rubbed up and down. every time she came into contact with my clit, she’d rub a few circles around it before moving back down to spread my wetness once again.

i was sure by this point the tips of her fingers were coated in it, all while she kept conversations up with her friends. i, on the other hand, was struggling. i didn’t know how much longer i’d be able to keep quiet from all of her teasing. she knew exactly what she was doing. she knew exactly how i felt. and she knew how bad i needed her.

when food had arrived, billie momentarily stopped to eat, discreetly slipping the tips of her fingers into her mouth to taste my arousal. my eyes widened at the sight, and i fought to keep a whine in. and she noticed. she leaned over to my ear to whisper.

“what is it, love? enjoying this?”

i lightly smacked her arm and gave her a look to tell her to shut up. she just laughed in response.

however, as soon as we’d both finished eating, her hand found its way right back to its original place against my underwear. and she continued at a steady pace for the rest of the night. i tried to avoid speaking to people out of fear that i’d accidentally let a moan, or a whine slip, but i knew i couldn’t just ignore everyone.

i engaged in a few conversations, but made sure i wasn’t talking too much. i couldn’t. i was too desperate and i knew if i spoke i’d accidentally give everything away. maybe from the needy tone of my voice, or my fidgeting in my seat.

it felt like forever before the night ended. billie removed her hand, moving it to link with mine instead. i could feel how wet her fingers were, just from touching my underwear. i didn’t even want to imagine how wet i actually was. the thought caused my cheeks to heat up from embarrassment. i could feel it soaking my underwear, and it was uncomfortable to say the least.

when we got into the car, i looked over to billie, watching her drive. when she felt my eyes on her, she turned with a smirk.

“you okay angel, hm? tell me.”

“i need you so bad billie.” i mumbled, slouching in my seat and pouting a little.

“oh poor baby. you liked my teasing that much, huh?”

“please touch me bil.” i groaned. i could only feel the ache getting worse.

“just need to wait until we’re home, is that okay? you’ve been so patient for me all night.”

she glanced over at me when she was done speaking, waiting for an answer. i nodded in response. it was only a ten minute drive, i suppose i could hold off for just a little longer, as long as she didn’t tease me when we got home.

the drive felt longer than it should have, and i couldn’t stop squirming in the seat, especially when billies hand found my thigh once again. except this time, she just rested it there. she didn’t allow it to go any higher.

when we finally reached home, the second my shoes were off, i was gently grabbing billies arm, trying to take her upstairs with me. she didn’t waste any time either, slipping her shoes off too before leading me to our room. i was soon enough laid on the bed, with billie hovering over me whilst we made out. her thigh pressed against my clit, making my hips raise as i attempted to grind against her.

“oh baby.” she frowned before continuing, “you want me to touch you?”

“please!! i’ll do anything.” i practically cried out.

she shook her head with a small smile, before carefully pulling my underwear off. i felt the cool air against my pussy, which immediately made my back arch. when two of billies fingers pushed inside me, though, and her thumb found my clit, i knew i wasn’t lasting long.

my clit was so sensitive, and i’d soaked through my underwear completely. we both knew i was going to be ready to cum within minutes. the pace she’d set only made my moans louder and louder. i was grasping into the back of her shirt, her blazer discarded somewhere on the floor.

“i’ve got you, pretty girl, you can cum for me. go on, my love. you deserve it.” she gently spoke against my lips, while her free hand rested against my stomach.

that was all i needed to hear before my walls tightened around her fingers and i was crying out her name. hot tears ran down my cheeks from how intense my orgasm was, it had been building up all night. when my moans finally calmed down and were reduced to quiet whimpers instead, i loosen my grip on billies shirt, coming back to reality.

i tried to catch my breath, but as billie pulled her fingers out i let out one last small moan. my breath hitched before i let my eyes close.

“you didn’t last long today, baby.” she smiled, moving the stray hairs away from my face.

“yeah i wonder why.” i laughed, pulling her on top of me.

we laid there for a bit, holding eachother and speaking quietly before billie moved.

“let’s get you cleaned up, okay? you were so good tonight.”

and with that, i smiled and nodded in response, allowing her to run me a bath where we cleaned eachother up, before finally getting into bed to sleep. that was a long night.

[the-fandom-abyss]

Dopamine

Billie Eilish x Fem!Reader

Genre: Fluff ♡

Word Count: 1,015 words

A/N: This was an idea I had that was inspired by one of her songs and set designs from the Happier Than Ever tour. I had this thought while at the concert because my brain didn’t have enough to focus on. Purple italics are the videos that are playing on the screen

When inspiration strikes, an artist would be a fool to ignore it. That's what kept Billie busy for the past few weeks as she created a new song. A song that she was bursting at the seems to produce and perform. Her relationship with you was her motivation to write, create, reach new heights. The most she could do in return is show you the best way she knew how.

During her Happier Than Ever tour, she announced that she would be performing an unreleased song. Her fans went wild with the unexpected news, all giddy to hear it first. Her crew were all aware of her secret plan and how she wanted it executed. Even her family were part of the plan, everyone was aware except for you. The one person she truly wanted to surprise, the one she structured this whole set around.

The night had arrived and Billie was buzzing with energy, she couldn't wait for it all to fall into place. You were currently standing with her mother, just beyond the crowd. She was proud that she had held on to the secret for as long as she did. Months of planning and preparation went in to this and she didn't spill a drop. A personal best that she truly thought she'd never reach.

The lights began to dim and the crowd began to scream. A bright smile played upon her lips as she ran out on stage. She caught your eyes from across the room and her smile blossomed to a big toothy grin. She offered a small wave before starting her fierce set. You were none the wiser as she sang, indulging the crowd. It wasn’t until halfway through the set that you started to notice the changes in her routine. A song was meant to start straight after another and yet Billie stood in the middle of the stage. There was no backing track, no lasers, no lights. All there was were her and the thousands of people that came to see her.

“Are you all excited to hear my new song?” She asked the crowd, knowing full well what their answer would be. The crowd erupted with cheers and screams, eager to hear the new material. “This one’s for you, it’s called Dopamine” she mentioned, pointing her finger in your direction. To the crowd it looked as though she was pointing to them, but you knew better. The lights darkened and the screen buzzed to life, a video began to play.

The door to the bedroom opens to reveal you, standing in front of the mirror. It was the night that you were celebrating Billie's landslide of a Grammy win. Unbeknownst to you, Billie was leaning on the door frame, camera in hand filming the process.

"What are you doing?" You asked, eyes never leaving the mirror. Behind the camera, Billie's lips formed a smirk, before she lifted off the frame.

"I'm filming you" she moved closer, capturing your beauty. The camera just caught the eye roll that you had given her and the giggle that followed.

"But I'm not ready yet" it was only then that you looked away, eyes meeting with the camera. A shimmer of a smile was directed towards Billie, one that she was a sucker for.

"You are beautiful regardless" Billie's sweet tone filters through the room. She starts to saunter over to you, the camera moving with the sway of her hips.

"Stop" you say with a giggle, shying away from her. Without hesitation she wraps her arm around your waist, pulling you into her. The camera now facing the two of you, filming a sweet moment as Billie captured your lips. The kiss was cut short when the video ended.

The crowed was enthralled by the video, eyes glued to the massive screens in front of them. The video transitioned into a slideshow of photos that surrounded your relationship. There were pictures that you and Billie had taken, her family had taken and then photos you didn't know existed. Those were the most special, they were taken through Billie's gaze and that was pure love. It made your heart pound to see your relationship, clear as day on the screens. It made your heart burst when you placed them with the lyrics flowing from Billie’s lips. All you could do was swoon over her surprise and wish nothing more than to be wrapped in her arms.

"And here is the worlds cutest couple" another video appears on the screen. The camera revealing you sitting in Billie's lap, comfortably snuggled into her neck. Her hands traced you spine, lulling you into a state of pure comfort. Billie’s laugh can be felt through the vibrations of her body, rippling on to you.

“It’s all her” Billie says sincerely, nodding her head towards you.

“Oh definitely” Finneas agrees, laughing when he sees your reaction which was to further snuggle into Billie. A failed attempt to hide your reddened cheeks. Billie kissed the top of your head, resting her own on top of yours.

The screen returned to normal, filled with a clear view of Billie. The song had ended with a great reception from all those that had heard it. With a fleeting look towards her mother, who gave you the all clear, you made a direct line for the stage. The crowd tried to follow Billie’s line of sight, searching for you amongst the sea of people. It wasn’t until your figure could be seen hopping the barrier and climbing the stage, that they realised that you were amongst the adoring fans. Without a second thought, you wrapped your arms around Billie, spinning her around in the spot. A fit of giggles could be heard through the microphone, both yours and hers blending together. Once Billie’s feet were firmly planted on the ground, she pulled you in for a kiss. Both passionate and delicate, her way of conveying just how she felt in the moment. You were her hit of dopamine and that’s all she needed in this crazy, ever changing world.

[infernalodie]

𝐅𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐋𝐢𝐧𝐞 || 𝐁𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐞 𝐄𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡

“𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘧𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘯'𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘯𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘦𝘦𝘱 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘪𝘳𝘵 𝘞𝘦'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘚𝘰 𝘐'𝘭𝘭 𝘨𝘦𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘧 𝘩𝘦𝘳“

Inspo: Harry Styles - Fine Line

Pairing: Billie Eilish x gn!reader

Summary: People hated you because of your past. But an interview with Zane Lowe was hopefully enough to get your intentions with Billie out there.

Warnings: Angst, fluff, talks of depression, and separation issues

Words: 2850

DNI IF YOU’RE SENSITIVE TO WARNINGS ABOVE!

Tonight was like any other interview, except it wasn’t.

Zane Lowe had requested an interview with you after you fell off the face of the Earth. The reason was; Billie’s fans hated you. Since the moment you two announced and came out to the world to be a couple who were engaged, they came for your throat. It wasn’t the greatest of reactions you had expected and it was for sure the worst you had ever witnessed and been tied to.

It demoralized you to the point where you stopped making music and cut yourself off from social media. The celebrity space wasn’t where you had achieved to be. Living a life of luxury was it and putting out music for the masses to hear. But the toxicity that rid the Earth pushed you away day after day. Leaving you a disgruntled, anxious, and hesitant mess of a human being that didn’t know what to do with themselves. And with the slump you quickly found yourself in, more toxicity rose and soon evaporated you from the public.

What made it worse was that Billie wasn’t there to support you. To help you through the difficult time you only seemed to be experiencing whilst the world fell to its knees for her. And in some way, you resented how easy this was for her. When she was there, she was reassuring you that everything was going to be okay and she would be home soon. Or that she was going to fall asleep on the phone with you so you could talk to her for as long as you’d like.

But today was the day you were going to bring yourself back into the limelight and speak. After very long months of doing nothing except recovering from the backlash. And Zane Lowe had been very reassuring that if you weren’t comfortable with some questions you didn’t have to answer them. Which only urged you to be excited about something that might help you recover from such a horrible reaction from around the world.

“Y/n, long time no see,” Zane said, silently announcing the interview to have started whilst you were in a trance. One that was trying to get yourself ready for this very long hour of talking. Not that you regretted it because Zane was a wonderful person to be around and to talk to.

“You too, man. It’s great to see you.” You smiled. “I just want to say that if I get emotional or start swearing, I’m sorry. I’m just kinda expecting us to get into some really deep stuff that has happened over the past few months.”

“It’s alright, man. Swear as much as you want.” Clasping his hands together, Zane glanced around. “But firstly, I want to thank you and Billie for inviting me and the rest of the crew to your guys’ beautiful home,” he said. “I have wanted to talk to the both of you in the same interview, but I know how much your soon-to-be wife wants you to have this spotlight.”

The mention of Billie had you looking past the cameramen and to Billie, who sat on a long chair with a smile. Loving eyes directed to you and nothing else. Allowing you to know that she was finally here and giving you every bit of her attention. Having even said before the interview that she wasn’t going to pick up any calls despite what they may be about.

You can’t remember a time where Billie didn’t put you first. Sure, tour had to come before you because it was business and her profession. But outside of that, she was there waiting for you to call her to you. Willing to hold you in the night or just rave on and on about her day as you sat and listened. She was the salvation you had humbly been given years ago and way before you two ever started dating.

“You should be thanking Billie. I was starting to believe we might have to take this interview somewhere else, but she’s an angel,” you said. “Thank you, honey.”

“No problem!” She called out with a grin.

“Wonderful. Well, let’s get right down to the recent information you have told me,” Zane said. “A new record and a companion documentary you plan to drop with the album. Amazing stuff.”

You laughed, scratching your chin. “Yeah, man. I- It wasn’t what I expected to do, but with everything that was going on, it seemed like the best for me, you know?” You asked. “Like, some sort of healing experience for people to see into who I am as a person and for people to see my process to making music.”

Zane smiled. “Listen, I will come out the gate and tell you that this is your best record,” he praised, earning a tiny nod of thanks in return from you. “In your past two albums, we’ve heard abstract sounds from your music. I don’t want to compare you to anyone, but your first album almost sounds like Dominic Fike and the second is like Post Malone. But this new one is completely new and fresh- if anything, it feels grounded and more you- if that makes sense.”

“And that was what I was hoping to achieve- And you’ve heard all my records. You know practically my sound perfectly. Including this new one, and all my unreleased stuff. You know how far I will experiment with music. If it is rap, folk, fucking jazz even,” you said with a laugh. “I just wanted to make this sound as authentic an-and real as possible. Like it was something that came straight from my story and no one else.”

“Yeah. It also seems that the time you took off allowed you to truly master this experience to a level, not most can get their record to,” he stated. “You were able to combine you as a person with your singing side and made them communicate so well. The production of it is amazing. The lyrics are more vulnerable than anything in the past, and you seem more at peace near the end of it. Like a full story arc has occurred through the album.”

Which is a factual thing because you started the making of the album around the time shit hit the fan with you and Billie going public. People were at your throats and you were making songs that were depressing and borderline suicidal. Because, truthfully, you were in that state at that time. But they also revolved around Billie as a whole. Always have some sort of mention to her and try to display your love to her.

Sipping from your whiskey, you hummed with a nod. “I mean, that was the end goal, right? At the time I started this album, shit was not looking good for me, you know? Billie’s fans hated me- and still do for being with her,” you explained with an exasperated sigh. “But with me being home alone, separated from Billie, it all kinda-”

Before you could finish, Zane adjusted in his seat as he asked, “Did that affect you with Billie being gone? I saw all the tweets and posts and it pissed me off to say the least. But I just want to know how it felt going through that and how it felt that you had to deal with this almost entirely on your own?”

You paused for a moment exhaling heavily as your leg began to bounce. Something Billie noticed as a sign of your anxiety and sometimes where you felt some sort of emotion that wasn’t anger. It was a tick. A very noticeable one that most didn’t know about you except her.

But you managed to rub your eyes from the tears that had suddenly appeared out of nowhere. “Uh… It was tough, to be honest,” you laughed sadly. “I couldn’t go out because I was afraid of people seeking out to ruin my day or just ruin me as a person. And with her not around and on tour, it just got worse.”

“Is it because you couldn’t exactly communicate with her about what was going on or that she was busy?” Zane inquired.

“Both, actually. I didn’t know how to communicate my feelings because I’ve never had to, you know?” You said. “And my horrible separation anxiety only worsened the hopeless feeling I felt with her not being around. I nearly made her miss her flight because I can’t communicate anything to anyone. And I know it’s not healthy and I know it isn’t right to put something onto someone when they don’t know how to help.”

“Do either of you even know why fans came at you in the first place?” Zane asked, glancing at you and Billie.

She didn’t answer, only glancing at you as you stared at her, biting your bottom lip with a sniffle. “Okay, Zane. This is where shit is going to start getting tough, so I’m sorry if I stray a bit.”

“Don’t worry about that, man. Just get what you need to off your chest.”

Inhaling deeply, you began. “In my past, I dated someone that I am sure everyone can say instantly, but I don’t want to put her in the limelight,” you said. “But texts surfaced that showed me cheating on her. I’m not going to try and defend myself because they’re true. It only came out when Billie and I announced we were together, so you can already see the malicious intention of whoever leaked them. But thank God they did because I don’t think I would be here if they didn’t.”

“Why’s that?”

You sat there for a moment. A long pause took place as you ran a hand over your face. Your eyes began to sting as you sniffled. “Because I sat at our kitchen table with my phone opened on a fucking news article bashing me with a loaded gun beside me.” Your answer left a deathly silence over the backyard that was overtaken by a production crew that all lifted their gaze upon hearing your confession. It wasn’t one you had told anyone except Billie because she needed to know. It was what she deserved to know.

“Jesus, man.” Zane let out a low sigh, eyes flickering to Billie who simply stared at you. Her own heart broke upon having to be reminded of the darkest moment she couldn’t have been there to help you through. She hated herself for not being there for most of your recovery.

You nodded, swallowing the lump in your throat as you attempted to clear your throat. “And I sat there, wondering who would call because, in those situations, I always had my parents or my friends call me up to console me, you know? I always had someone to come in and tell me, ‘Hey, you look like a fucking fool, but things are going to be fine.’ But I didn’t fucking have that,” you said in exasperation. “But Billie called and told me that everything was alright and she knew me well enough that I wasn’t that person anymore.” As you finished your sentence, your voice began to waver and crack. Trying to clear your throat as you rubbed your eyes harshly. Which only seemed to urge the tears to continue to stream down your face.

“She was your guardian angel,” Zane muttered, a hint of a smile on his lips as you rubbed your eyes harshly.

That day was as clear as ever now talking about it. How soft Billie’s voice was in your ear. How she was crying as well, but because she knew how dark your mind could get with these types of things. You two grew up together and that gave her more knowledge than anyone else in the world. Knowing well enough that you would think one thing and run with it until you would keel over. And she knew your anxiety would make you believe that she was going to hate you and leave you. It was one of your flaws that only made you a far more complex person that she would never stop loving until the end of time.

With a shaky exhale, you rubbed your eyes. “And I didn’t deserve that kinda shit, you know? Like, I- I was stuck there, dealing with this shit and contemplating death, and she was there telling me she loved me after I kept that from her?” You exclaimed, hand waving and theatrics.”Like, I- I didn’t have shit to offer her besides the skeletons in my closet. But it hadn’t been my choice, you know? That shit was just kicked open and everything just came to light, and I think that’s what fucked me up the most.”

It pissed you off to this day that you kept that piece of your past from her. For so long, since the two of you were kids, there had never been secrets. But when you two got together a decade later, there was always the fear that if you told her, things between the both of you wouldn’t have worked. Maybe she would’ve dipped out sooner than later. And you didn’t want her to think you were with someone else because of the texts.

She was your everything and you couldn’t imagine a life without her. “It doesn’t make any fucking sense to me. I didn’t deserve her when everything around me was falling apart and I was losing friends, my fans- all that shit. I was back to square one when she and I started out in those tiny venues or in her garage.” You sniffled, holding the back of your hand over your eyes as you shook your head. “But she was there. Showing her endless amounts of love that I didn’t deserve. And I knew then that she was better off without me. But if I was to lose her, I would cherish her for as long as I could before she didn’t want me around anymore. And I understood that.”

Billie couldn’t help herself from getting up from her chair and walking onto the set. Practically launching herself at you as she hugged you tightly. Allowing you to cry into her neck as Zane Lowe continued to let the camera’s role. Smiling softly at the two people he knew well and cared for.

Her hands rubbed your back and one of her hands threaded through your hair. Gently scratching at your scalp just the way she knew you liked. Whispering hushed words and slowly pulling you back to the ground as your cries were quivering breaths. Arms tightening around your future wife and never planning on letting go.

It took you a minute, but once you got ahold of your bearings, you took another sip of your whiskey. Hand interlocked with Billie’s as she sat on the beach chair beside you. Her other hand traced shapes into your back the way she knew would help calm you down.

Zane waited a moment before saying, “Thinking back to the record and the second half of the work, there is a clear message of love that you are speaking about. Such as on ‘Fine Line’, it feels like you are talking from an alternative perspective like you were the one comforting another,” he explained. “Was there reasoning to that? Or was that just how it came together in the writing process?”

You sniffled with a faint smile on your lips. “A lot of those lyrics were actually from postcards Billie sent me whilst she was on tour,” you said. “I- uh- I don’t know the word but I love those sorta romantic acts. She knows this and sent me letters with all these short messages on them around the time things were going horrible for me. But a lot of that final part of the song was what she said to me over the phone when I was going to end it all. All she continued to say was, ‘We’ll be alright. We’ll be a fine line.’”

A sigh fell from your lips as your leg started to bounce again. “So, in a way, I think I wrote it from how I believed she saw the situation and some parts were how I saw her. The love of my life, my sunshine, my temptress- all that stuff,” you said. “And it was around the time I finished that song that I truly understood and witnessed what real love was because I had nothing to give. Because it wasn’t amazing to be with me as her fans hated me and she was still showing up for me even after the bullshit I put her through by never telling her about me cheating on my ex. So that song is not only a love letter to her but her own personal love letter for me.”

Wiping your nose, you shook your head with a faint smile on your lips. “And I think just knowing that, I can’t think of a life without her being there.”