Reunited

omg you’re alive! hiiii, how have you been?🌺

hiiii my baee

i’ve missed you so i’m feeling better now 😓

how are you 😘

this isn’t meant in a rude way or anything but pls make a masterlist or navigation pls i cba to scroll through your entire page 😩

love your writing though

i swear it’s cominggg im just too lazy

i think i’m gonna cook tonight

hiii ( ˘ ³˘)♥

hiiiiiiiii 🙈😘

I got a random notification from Tumblr saying you've finally risen from the dead LMAO😭😭

AYO tumblr’s gotta stop these violations ✋

patience | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

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“what’s going on here?” your girlfriend’s sweet voice came from behind you. you were cooking in the kitchen of your shared apartment, sleeves of your oversized dress shirt rolled up to your elbows, your bra strap visible on one of your shoulders.

“im making dinner” she gravitated towards you, her hands landing on your hips. her movements laced with affection and her gaze, pure admiration.

“i can see that.” you could feel her soft breath on your neck as she peeked to see what you were doing, observing your calculated actions.

“well then let me get back to it.” you moved to the sink to wash one of the wooden spoons you’d been using, but she didn’t follow. instead, admiring you from behind.

“i can see a whole lot more aswell.” she was referring to the fact you weren’t wearing anything on the bottom, having lazily slid out of bed without bothering to put something on to cover yourself.

“are you complaining?” you turned around to look at her, as you wiped down some of the dishes you’d just washed. amusement was displayed on her face, unable to hide a yearning for you.

“why don’t we just skip to desert?” she rested her hands on your waist, trying to subtly moving your body to follow her out of the kitchen. she was anything but subtle, of course.

“billie, stop!” you laughed when her fingertips tickled the skin of your stomach. her attempts to get you to abandon the meal were unsuccessful, but surely not out of unwillingness.

“you mean you’re going to make we wait until after we eat?” she pouted as you moved to plate the food you’d prepared. you couldn’t place the soft flutters in your stomach when she put it so bluntly.

“mhm.” you smiled when she tilted her head, still pouting.

“god you’re such a tease!” she dragged her words out in a whine, before squeezing your ass firmly.

“billie!” you jumped slightly, “just be patient, baby.” she huffed in aggravation at your words.

“fuck.” she sighed before helping you set the table, never taking her eyes off your ass.

patience, was never her strong suit when it came to such circumstances.

wish you were gay | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

context. billie’s feelings towards your friendship changes as you battle the question of your own sexuality.

warnings. angst kinda, making out, fluff.

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your sexuality had always been a lingering question throughout your friendship with billie. you found yourself thinking about certain interactions more than you’d like to admit. and despite her own sexuality, you’d always chalked it up to being platonic.

however, recently you’d seen a change in her behavior. she wouldn’t touch you like she used to. she wouldn’t say the same things, call you the affectionate names she usually would. and you found yourself missing it more than a friend should. it was confusing to say the least.

“hey, is everything okay?” you set down the glasses of water you’d gotten for the both of you, and sat next to her on the couch as her gaze lifted from her phone and she took the glass of water to her lips.

“what do you mean?” she cleared her throat, her phone still capturing most of her attention. it was hard to express your current emotions through words, especially when you felt like the topic might be too heavy to discuss.

“i mean you’ve been acting different recently.” you told her as she looked up from her phone again, biting the inside of her lip slightly before speaking.

“what do you mean different?” she was now aware of what you were getting at but didn’t have the courage to speak on it, and neither did you.

“come on bils.” the nickname stung her heart with the recent switch in your friendship. but she kept up the dumb act, out of fear that if the truth came out, it could mean something worse than different.

“what do you mean by different?” she asked again, this time urging a real answer. you pondered on how to say it without really saying it. the avoidance of the real question between you, palpable.

“you’ve been so distant, like somethings bothering you.” you admitted truthfully. you began to wonder if you had something to do with her sudden change. and when she didn’t reply, you voiced this, “have i done something?” her eyes widened slightly, her expression still somewhat sorrow.

“no, baby, of course not.” there it is. that nickname you’d missed so much these past few weeks. she cursed herself silently as she realised she’d let the name slip, but you’d caught it all the same.

“then what is it bils?” you asked, a feeling of helplessness washing over you as she refused to open up. the silence between you was deafening and made you grow worried.

“has it really affected you?” she asked after some time. the doubt evident in her expression as she put her phone to the side, giving this conversation her full attention.

“of course it has, you’re my best friend billie, how could it not.” she looked down, a heavy sigh following shortly after. her hesitance to speak her truth almost took over completely.

“i thought that’s how best friends should act. i didn’t want to make you uncomfortable.” she admitted, her eyes now big and sincere. filled with emotions destined to break your heart.

“what do you mean?” you asked confused. it felt like a stupid excuse at first glance, but when she gave you some time to think on her words you understood. “billie, you could never make me uncomfortable.” your words were softer now.

“that’s the problem.” she sighed. closing herself off, urging you to reach for her again.

“why is it a problem?” the million dollar question with an unbelievably simple answer.

“because it means two different things to the both of us. for you it’s the way best friends act, for me-” she stopped, struggling to get the words out. she was scared and it was evident.

“for you?” you urged her to finish the sentence.

“for me it’s different.” that was all she managed to get out, and it left you with just as many questions as it did answers. “don’t pretend like you don’t know what i’m talking about, i know you do.” she said when you didn’t speak.

“billie i just don’t know if what your trying to say is coming across the way you want it to.” you replied finally, pondering your feelings and emotions.

“i can’t stand another day of me touching you the way i do, without it being something more. i just kinda wish you were gay.” you let out a small breath after her words, not having known this was how she’d been feeling these last couple months.

“bils, i don’t think i-“ you started.

“don’t say I’m not your type.” she cut in, before you could explain yourself. and she was right, of course she was. she’s undeniably attractive. but it had never crossed your mind that you could be attracted to her.

“billie, you’re so beautiful. genuinely, but i don’t know if i can love you in the way you want me to.” you told her honestly. it was just as confusing for you as it was for her.

“then why do you miss my touch. why do you blush when i call you baby. that’s not how best friends act.” she left you somewhat speechless, because it’s not like her words were untrue.

“i just. i’ve never been with a girl.” her eyes were piercing into you, her mind clinging onto the words falling from your mouth, searching for the fine print.

“i know. but i’d like to think the way you feel about me is a little more than platonic.” you nodded at her words understanding what she was saying and silently agreeing. “i’d like to think you were gay.” she continued, matching her previous words. needless to say your heart was racing.

“i don’t know,” you said honestly, “but there’s kinda only one way to find out.” you breathed, it was barely a whisper but she heard it and her senses were alert.

“yeah?” she asked if you meant what she thought you did. while her eyes were darting across your face. a soft smile creeping onto hers when you nodded.

“yeah.” you confirmed as she moved closer to you. subconsciously you felt yourself staring down at her lips in return. silently asking for something you weren’t entirely sure of.

“what if we’re wrong?” she asks, almost making you whine at the hold up, but the weight of your friendship suddenly becoming apparent when she brought it up.

“then we’re wrong, but i don’t want to miss you like i’ve had to in the past few weeks again. so i think it’s worth it.” she smiled at your words as her lips touched yours, before moving, until she was kissing you and you were kissing her back.

you’d never kissed lips this soft before. and it was addictive. and when she darted her tongue across your bottom lip, opening her mouth, letting you taste her. you’d never tasted someone so sweet before. your breaths were entangled, her strength focused on lifting yourself off the couch as her arms reached for your hips, guiding you onto her lap. As you straddled her, she broke the kiss. your eyes meeting hers to find her smiling at you.

“what?” you asked, her smile so infectious it caused your own.

“i wanna stay with you, forever.” she spoke, a flood of affection destined to drown you.

“i’ll never let you go.” you told her, holding her head in your hands as she pulled you closer by the waist.

“five words i never thought you’d say.” she replied biting her lip as she looked up at you and you reconnected your lips with hers. the moment, a haze of uncertainty. all that mattered was the moment though, emotions of fear and anxiety deafened by her presence.

Billie Eilish x y/n

Late for tea date

As you strolled through the rain-slicked streets of Los Angeles, the gentle drizzle drenched you completely, causing your white dress adorned with delicate blue flowers to cling to your skin. The warm, yellow glow of the streetlights illuminated your path as you quickened your pace, eager to reach Billie. Unexpectedly held back at work by your boss, you found yourself running late for the long-awaited tea date with your girlfriend.

As you arrived at the teashop, you spotted your girlfriend Billie in the middle of opening her umbrella, her face marked by a sad, disappointed expression. "Billie!" you called out, rushing toward her in haste. "I’m so sorry, my boss kept me there for s–"

"It’s fine, it’s fine," she interrupted, her tone clipped yet weary. "I don’t care. Let’s just go home."

You hesitated, her words stinging more than you expected. Reaching her side, you gently touched her arm, hoping to convey your remorse. "Billie, I didn’t mean to keep you waiting. I was looking forward to this all day..."

She sighed, closing the umbrella with a snap. "I know, I know," she muttered, avoiding your gaze. "Let's just go home, okay?"

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The ride home was oppressively silent, the air thick with unspoken words. You stared out of the rain-speckled window, the city lights blurring past, guilt gnawing at you. You hadn't meant to make her wait—it wasn’t even your fault. Your boss had kept you chained to your desk all day. But that didn’t matter now. What mattered was the sting of Billie’s disappointment, which lingered in the space between you like a shadow.

You wanted to say something, to explain, to apologize again, but the exhaustion weighed you down. The rhythmic hum of the car lulled you into stillness, and before you realized it, your eyes drifted shut. Your head gently dropped onto her shoulder, and the tension in your body finally gave way to sleep.

Billie glanced at you, startled at first, but her expression softened as she took you in. The faint pinkish shadows under your eyes told a story of how hard you’d been pushing yourself. And then there were your soft snores—quiet, almost childlike. She knew you only snored when you were utterly drained.

Her anger began to dissolve, replaced by a quiet understanding. She sighed, her hand brushing against yours ever so slightly. She couldn’t stay mad at you, not when you looked so vulnerable, so completely worn out.

She made up her mind that when you both arrive home, she’ll brew tea—your favorite blend, the one you always say she makes better than anyone else.

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Part 2

just a taste | b.e.

vampire!billie x fem!reader

context. you’re girlfriend reveals her secret and she can’t help taking a bite of you.

warnings. mentions of blood, smut, praise, not proof read.

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she’d revealed her secret. one she vowed to take to her grave. but what use is a secret you’ll have to keep for eternity? those are the kind that are meant to be told. especially to the ones you love.

“what the fuck?” your whisper was one of confusion, hundreds of questions forming as you watched her, in disbelief. she was sitting across from you on your shared bed.

“baby, please say something.” he voice was whiny, pleading you to express your thoughts. but all you could do was stare at her. her beauty was the quiet kind, so effortlessly perfect. her blue eyes contrasting the darkness beneath them. her skin, pale and smooth, kissed by the faintest of freckles. her sharp fangs, on full display for you.

“i-i just don’t understand.” it was a lot for you to process, and understandably so.

“fuck. i knew it was a bad idea.” she retracted her fangs and shied away from you, a sort of shame taking over.

“no baby, don’t be embarrassed. I’m just a little shocked that’s all.” you took her face in your hands, caressing her cheek as she brought her eyes back to yours, hesitant still.

“it doesn’t change what you feel for me, does it?” her eyes were wide, desperate for answers only you could give her.

“no of course not!” a smile returned to her face, and yours as you took it between your teeth.

“good.” she sighed, relief flooding her features.

“it’s kinda sexy.” she tilted her head and raised her eyebrows.

“oh yeah?” she smiled, her pearly fangs poking through her lips.

“mhm.” you swallowed her laughs when she kissed you, opening her mouth and inviting you in. your tongue ran across her teeth, exploring her raw features. her lips moved gently across your jaw as her hand snaked around your neck. she traveled lower, sucking on the your warm skin, bruising it.

“you taste wonderful, babe.” her sharp teeth grazed your sensitive skin, threatening to break the surface.

“mmm, billie.” her breath fanned over your ear as she soaked in the sound of your desperate voice.

“yes, baby?” her voice tickled the hairs on the back of your neck as she teased you with her hands.

“need you, s-so bad.” your voice was trembling, her fingers pulling at the waistband of your sweatpants. her hand squeezed your ass, as the other removed your shirt.

“yeah? say it again.” your scent drove her wild, like an animal. she was going feral. she wanted to taste you, really taste you.

“need you bils, need you to bite me.” she moaned when her lips latched onto your exposed nipple, her teeth occasionally poking your skin as she sucked on it. her fingers danced around your clothed clit, creating a wet patch on your underwear.

“are you sure?” she held eye contact, searching for hesitation.

“please, billie.” her eyes fluttered closed as she took a breath, taking in your words. she couldn’t handle it, couldn’t resist you.

“fuck, baby. just a taste.” her fingers explored your pussy as her lips came in contact with your neck. she followed your pulse, leaving soft kisses around the skin she was about to break. her breath was hot and uneven, as she gave in to her instincts and sunk her teeth into your neck.

“mm, fuck.” the initial pain had soothed and you were letting out breathy moans as she sucked your blood, while simultaneously pumping her fingers into you. she was intoxicated by your taste. you winced when she pulled her fangs out of you, catching sight of her blood-stained teeth.

“you do taste so wonderful, babe, better than i could ever have imagined.” she rambled as her focus shifted to her fingers buried deep inside of you, and your hips grinding harshly onto them. her words brought a blush to your cheeks and she pecked your lips before pulling her fingers out of you.

“billiee.” your whines were ignored as she simply took your underwear off, soon lowering her face to your heat. she bit your thigh briefly, leaving her marks on you wherever she pleased, and circled your clit with her thumb. she gathered your wetness on her tongue, groaning at the taste. she could never get enough.

“f-fuck, billie.” her mouth moved onto your stomach as her fingers got back to work, tightening the knot in your stomach. she left small bite marks all over your stomach, stretching her fingers inside of you, and curling them just right. you quickly clenched on her fingers, releasing all over your bed sheets.

“that’s right, cum all over my fingers, pretty.” her lips wouldn’t give up, tainting the any bit of skin she could reach, soothing you as you came down.

“billie, that felt so good.” you’d admitted, when her hands caressed your hips and her face met yours again.

“yeah? that’s good, cause i’m not sure i’ll be able to resist now that i’ve had a taste.”

can u pls do vampire billie x female reader, it can be how u like but also smut

i also love your stories sm

it’s finally hereeee, thought it wouldn’t happen till next october for a while there

just a taste