How Are You Doing Today?

whenever i see billie onstage with red lighting i just LOSE MYSELF SHES SO FIINNEEEEAAAA.

so like i was thinking what if reader was on tour with billie or something like that right (just had a massive urika moment. what if reader is a guitarist in billies new band she’s working with) and the chemistry is there like you can see it whenever billies singing her more sensual songs somehow her eyes always travel to R and

and its so good. billie even goes as far as to walk over and boldly flirt with R then walks away with a smirk like she ain’t just do what she did (the fans have their edits to feed them🙌)

after the show billie like takes R to her dressing room and 💋😫😮‍💨👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩 (and billie fingers her while also obsessing over R tits all the while leaving marks on her. she looks so pretty doesn’t she☺️)

bro don't even get me started on your frank ocean request I'm so exciteddddd.

here's this one though -> I think, therefore I am

thank you for calling me a baddie, i try 🫡

mwah 💋

YOU DONT NEED TO TRY

born baddie 😘

Tell a friend to tell a friend.. that the bitch is back

well……

no i’m kidding trust this is the start to my grind

P*RNSTAR | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

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she’d gone absolutely feral. leaking your sex tape in order to get your attention. you’d be livid if it hadn’t worked.

"fuck, bils. I-I’m still angry." you stuttered between broken cries, having lost track of how long she’d had her fingers in your tight cunt, your body a mess.

“mm, sure babe.” she kissed your inner thighs, mumbling words of apology like she’d been for the past few hours.

“god, i mean it.” your whines were coarse as you repeated the words until they lost meaning, having the momentary anger fucked out of you, all night.

“of course pretty.” your moans stripped away your pride as she left wet trails across your bruised neck.

“y-you can’t just leak that video of us.” she slowed her pace when she felt your high approaching, leaving you squirming under her body.

“want to show them your mine, want to watch you like a movie.” her breath was fanning down your neck as she whispered the words into your ear.

“i’m not yours.” your protest seemed to amuse her as you bucked your hips, causing her to push them back down as you whined.

“mhm,” she didn’t believe you, “that flashing red light. baby, you’re a star.” your body went limp as she slid another finger into your slick heat, watching you fall apart on her fingers.

"p-please billie.” she smirked.

"please what, babe?" she teased, curling her fingers as you gripped her bicep.

“mm, so c-close.” she watched your expression soften when you finally came undone, your juices mixing in with the previous ones, the wet patch on the sheets growing.

“we’re pornstars, baby.”

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Lil

I miss you 😪

Come back

Please 🧎🏻‍♀️ pretty pleaseeeeee

I PROMISE I DIDNT LEAVE BABEEE

i ❤️ you

i missed the oh em gee 😓

i love you 🫵🫵

I. MISS. YOU WIFEY

stoppp

i miss you too babyyyyy 🙈

you’ve been eating upppp though i’ve gone stalker on you

Molly

banger.

hellooooo i just wanted to say i love your writing <333 🫶🏼

aww what a baddie

mwahhh ❤️

stay quiet, baby | b.eilish

billie eilish x fem!reader

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your lip was about to bleed. billie’s fingers so deep in your cunt she had you gripping the table while she chatted with the others seated with you at the grammys. you hoped your cheeks weren’t too flushed but the lights were so dim it was unlikely anyone would catch it. your hand gripped hers under the table, silently begging her to stop, yet silently pleading her to go harder.

“billie.” her name was merely a breath but she heard it and broke away from the conversation she was in to lean into your ear.

“stop squirming around, would you? unless you want me to stop?” you were so close yet so sweetly far from release.

“mm.” a shaky and broken moan, gave her the answer she was looking for.

“you’ve got to stay quiet, baby.” her lips left your ear as she excused her abrupt absence from the conversation. she positioned her body differently so that she had more access to your heat. your thighs were a mess as she continued teasing your folds under the table. you struggled to keep quiet, her hand continuing its abuse. your mind was foggy and your thoughts incoherent. all you could focus on was your grip on her hand, and your grip on the table. your lips were peeling apart at your teeth, as you painfully attempted to keep quiet.

“too much of a slut to keep quiet babe, huh?” you hadn’t realised her face come back towards you, breaking away from the conversation again. you were too focused on keeping your tattered lips intact, your knuckles growing white from your harsh grip on the table.

“answer me.” she broke you away from your thoughts, curling her fingers upwards. your breaths were jagged and uneven.

“mhm.” her pace didn’t falter however, at the small mumble that fell from your lips. the knot in your stomach tightened until it snapped all at once, hitting you so hard you let out a loud gasp, which you later disguised as pain from hitting your leg on the leg of the table. your eyes were wide, brimmed with tears of pent up frustration that you refused to let fall. she gave you a wicked smirk before turning towards the stage as the event started, licking your wetness of her fingers discretely.

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