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[lostcauseeilish]

MORE CLAIRO PLS!!!

clairo headcanons !

requested by: @downins 🩷

dating claire claire 👩‍❤️‍💋‍👩

claire LOVES physical touch , and she loves to give words of affirmation!!!!!!!

she has a way with her words , but has a hard time w communication

she also writes songs abt you for anniversaries or any special occasion !!!

she loves taking photos of you and posts you on insta all the time

would definitely have a song named after you !!!

ur contact name on her phone is 100% some inside joke u have with her

she loves to sleep with joanie on the couch and forces you to join (especially in the winter to warm you guys up)

loves to have deep talks at night, with your head in her lap or with some kind of physical contact !!!

if you like cigarettes she offers you them all the time and has a pack of the ones you like on her at all time !! (with ur fav lighter too)

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more sister!r x billie eilish

I BEGGG

hii idk if you write platonic relationships but could you write a younger sister!drummer!reader fluff/comfort on tour w billie? thank you!

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Note !! : It's been a bit long since I haven't posted, been really busy these days. Also this has been in my drafts and i'm only releasing it out now from its confinement (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠)

You’d always known that Billie was larger than life—your older sister with the kind of presence that filled every room, even before she was famous. But on tour? She became something else entirely. Ethereal. Electric. Powerful. Every night, she was a star on stage, and every night, you were behind her—keeping time on your kit, grounding the music in rhythm while she soared in melodies.

The crowd never saw your face much, but that didn’t matter to you. You weren’t here for the spotlight. You were here for her.

But tonight, something was off.

You were sitting on the edge of your bunk, knees pulled to your chest, sticks resting loosely in your hands, hands shaking slightly. The adrenaline of the show had worn off, leaving behind a pit of anxiety you couldn’t quite place. Maybe it was the homesickness. Maybe it was the pressure of being the youngest on the crew. Maybe it was just the exhaustion finally catching up to you after weeks of city after city, stage after stage.

You hadn’t even realized Billie had slipped into the lounge of the bus until you felt the gentle dip beside you.

“Hey, drumline,” she murmured, voice soft with concern. ��You okay?”

You bit the inside of your cheek, trying to act casual, but the tears were already welling up in your eyes. You looked at her—Billie, in a huge hoodie, no makeup, hair pulled back into a lazy bun. Not the pop star. Just your sister.

“I dunno,” you muttered, voice cracking. “I just… feel weird tonight.”

Billie didn’t ask questions right away. She just nodded and wrapped an arm around your shoulders, pulling you into her side. Her hoodie smelled like her perfume and a little like the stage—sweat, lights, and music. Familiar. Comforting.

“Talk to me, baby sis,” she said, brushing her fingers through your hair. “What’s going on in that drummer brain of yours?”

You sniffled, leaning into her. “I guess I just feel… out of place sometimes. Like I don’t deserve to be here. Everyone’s so good. And I’m just… me.”

Billie’s jaw tightened, and she pulled you in closer. “Don’t even say that,” she whispered fiercely. “You belong here. You’re the heartbeat of the band, you hear me? I can’t do this without you.”

You blinked at her. “You’d be fine. You’re Billie freaking Eilish.”

She shook her head. “No. I’m your sister first. I’m the Billie who used to steal your drumsticks and play on kitchen pots. I’m the Billie who begged Mom to let you come on tour. You keep me sane out here. You keep me grounded.”

A small, watery laugh escaped your lips. “You mean I annoy you with my snoring and steal your snacks?”

“Exactly,” she grinned. “It’s my favorite part of the day. Reminds me you’re here. Reminds me I’m not alone.”

The bus swayed slightly as it rolled down the highway, city lights fading behind you. Billie reached down and gently took the sticks from your hands, placing them aside.

“You’re more than your music,” she said softly. “But also? You’re a damn good drummer. The crowd feels it, even if they don’t always see you. I feel it.”

You rested your head on her shoulder, letting out a shaky sigh. “Thanks, Billie.”

“Always, baby sis.” She kissed the top of your head. “Now come on. We’ve got a show tomorrow. And I need my favorite drummer well-rested.”

· · ────── · ·

That night, you fell asleep in your bunk to the hum of the road and the quiet rhythm of Billie’s music playing through the speaker. And just before sleep took you, you thought:

Maybe you didn’t need to be seen by the whole world. It was enough to be seen by her.

And she always did.

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some of my dvds

[lostcauseeilish]

ROCKSTAR BILLIE

•rockstar!billie who insists you attend her concerts everytime you can.

•rockstar!billie who's guitars are signed by you.

•rockstar!billie who brings you out during specific songs and kisses you infront of the crowd

•rockstar!billie who smokes cigarette and blows the smoke in your face watching you giggle and waving it away.

•rockstar!billie who basically funds your lifestyle even though you have your own career in the arts just because she wants to take care of you .

•rockstar!billie who attends fashion shows with you hand in hand the entire time.

•rockstar!billie who pours water all over herself during her performances knowing it turns you on.

•rockstar!billie who adds your voicemails or random things you say in her songs.

•rockstar!billie who goes shopping and buys the same things twice so she can match with you.

•rockstar!billie who let's you dye her hair whatever colour you want.

•rockstar!billie who calls you her wife whenever she speaks about you.

•rockstar!billie who has a song named after you that won a grammy that she insisted you keep in your house.

•rockstar!billie who watches you play around with her bass guitar when your home together with a foolish smile on her face.

•rockstar!billie who likes being physically close to you all the time.

•rockstar!billie who let's you straddle her lap to apply her eyeliner before shows

•rockstar!billie who often asks you to star in almost every music video she shoots.

•rockstar!billie who loves when you wear shirts like " rockstar's girlfriend" .

•rockstar!billie who always announces your presence in her concert's before she performs.

•rockstar!billie who got a drawing you sketched randomly tattooed.

•rockstar!billie who starts fights that quickly escalate and have you in the verge of tears but when she sees that she retreats and asks for forgiveness.

•rockstar!billie who gets jealous when your attending after parties and people try to get with you.

•rockstar!billie who when you're both fighting starts throwing things on the floor and you start cursing her off.

•rockstar!billie who sometimes doesn't want to fight but wants to fuck it out all night long.

•rockstar!billie who has a hard time expressing herself when she's overwhelmed but the moment you straddle her lap and bring her into your embraces she feels herself her worries disappear.

•rockstar!billie who's mood is sour whenever you both aren't on speaking terms due to an argument.

•rockstar!billie who enjoys being your muse whenever you need her to be .

•rockstar!billie who enjoys wet and sweaty sex after her concerts especially backstage or in her car

•rockstar!billie who let's you grind on her thigh while you wait for her to finish up in her studio.

•rockstar!billie who smokes a joint and turns submissive and needy.

•rockstar!billie who can't stand how long award ceremonies are so she spends most of her time in a secluded place finger fucking you.

•rockstar!billie who whispers dirty comments to you when your out for public events.

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guys please 🙏

can you start writing for rio amor? Even if it’s just small blurbs

if i’m being completely honest, i have no clue who that is. i’m sorry 🥹

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Ass

i know right 💯💯

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GIRL

I Can Help With That ;)

After months of no sex and a now insatiable hunger to get fucked, your best friend Billie offers to help you out.

🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤🖤

you were laying on billie’s couch, legs draped across her as you continued on listening to her crazy ass story of her most recent hookup. You two have a friendship that allows for nothing to be kept secret. Every thought, every memory, every story, and every moment is shared with each other. So, listening to her go on and on about how happy she was to be munching on some random models coochie is just another normal day for you.

The only difference is your mood. It seems as though you’ve been going through a dry spell, with no sex for too many months to count. You just got tired of the random hookups and messy situations it always leads to and stopped putting yourself out there. Within the last week, your craving to be pleased by someone other than yourself has become insatiable. Masterbating just isn’t doing it, you need to be properly fucked by someone again.

As you listened to your best friend paint the scene of her last sexscapade you felt a pit forming in your stomach. You couldn’t help it, you couldn’t stop it. You felt so hungry for pleasure. It’s not her you were horny for necessarily, it’s just the image of fucking a girl again, of being messily wrapped around another body, laid out with sheets tangled between you and the sound of heavy breathing taking up the room.

You were completely zoned out, caught up in your own little erotic daydreaming before Billie snapped you out of it. “Y/n, hello? I asked you a question, did you hear me?” she laughed at your startled face, clearly having drawn you out of a deep thought too suddenly. “what the hell were you thinking about girl” “it’s nothing sorry,” you swallowed, “what was your question again?” you asked as you pulled all your attention back into the conversation. “I wanna know your last juicy hookup, you always pull bad bitches” She nudged your shoulder making you laugh as she said it.

“fuck, dude I am still in that fucking dry spell. I can’t even remember the last time I had sex it’s pathetic” you laughed as the sad confession came out. Billie laughed with you, slightly making fun of your situation before you kept going. “At first it wasn’t bad, I really didn’t care. I mean at first I was having fun making myself cum and not having to deal with other people’s bullshit” “HAAHAH so fucking fair” Billie interrupted you but you continued. “But now though, oh my god. Girl, in the last two weeks I cannot fucking curb this hunger. I am so horny nonstop like, I swear I get myself off and the second I catch my breath I’m horny again. It’s fucking ridiculous” you laughed out. “Like I’m starting to feel insane. I need to go get fucked cuz this horny fucking monster in my brain is not liking my rose toy or my fingers anymore” Billie laughed hard at your words, and you joined in with her.

“Get back on tinder girl, we gotta feed that nasty monster i’ve never seen you like this it’s scary” you pushed her shoulder and clicked your tongue at her dramatic response, which she of course said with a classic mischievous grin you’ve seen too often on her face. She’s always so proud of her stupid jokes.

“I just hate tinder dude. It’s always so awkward and half the time the sex is ass anyways” you paused as she nods in agreement before you kept going. “take me to one of your award shows and introduce me to some of these bad bitches you always end up going home with” you winked and she smiled again, this time a confident slightly devilish smirk showing the pride she has for all those “bad bitches” she does have many good memories with. “I do be pullin huh” you rolled your eyes and flipped her off “don’t make me jealous you idiot”

There was a short pause to the conversation, you could see Billie’s gears turning in her head before she turned to look back at you, eyebrows raised and lips turned upwards again. “I could always just fuck ya” as she said it she shrugged, so matter of fact and nonchalant with her bold statement. “eww billie shut up you weirdo you’re my best friend” “first off, how dare you say ew, bitch. Second off I'm your hot best friend so get that straight” You smiled at her with your eyebrows raised, amusement coating your face, keeping quiet to let her finish her clearly unfinished sentence. “It doesn’t have to mean anything obviously, You’re hot, I'm hot, we’re completely comfortable with each other, we love each other, even if it’s just as friends, and you’re in a messy predicament that I can easily get you out of. I mean, I got all these bad bitches moaning and cumming like crazy i’m just sayin” She grinned and giggled at the end, knowing her fuck boy statement was ridiculous.

You both went silent, laughter filling the void as you think. Billie’s own mind wandered to the thought of making you feel good, and she began to feel her own curious desire building. You couldn’t ignore the horny energy coursing through you, it was impossible to not feel. Before your brain could talk yourself out of it you move. You got yourself up and sit back down straddling her lap with a smile and half hooded eyes looking down at Billie. She gasped for a second, somewhat shocked you were actually going along with this, before she planted her hands down and grabbed a handful of your ass.

There was a moment when your eyes met and you both giggled, amused by what was unfolding, knowing you’re both going to laugh about it afterwards as if it’s just another dumb thing you do as best friends. But as that giggle faded it’s replaced with a hunger, a growing desire and increasing erotic tension. The eye contact stayed and the smiles disappeared and suddenly your lips were wrapped between each other.

It was gentle at first, timid almost, as you both let go of the brief awkwardness of making out with your best friend for the first time. But within seconds it became passionate, heated, sloppy. Her hands continued to grab and pull at your ass over your cheeky sweatshorts, before she built confidence and slipped her hands under, now feeling your hot skin against her fingertips.

When her hands pushed you tighter against her your hips grinded and the sudden sensation against your clit made you moan quietly into the kiss. Billie pulled away and looked at you, her bottom lip pulled between her teeth in her sexy smirk as she heard your moan, immediately needing to hear more of them. She grabbed your bottom and stood you both up before turning and laying you down. Now hovering over you, Billie’s hungry eyes found yours and you could see an expression you’d never seen on her before, a dominant aroused one that maked your heart stop and goosebumps erupt all across your skin.

The feeling of her plump wet lips on your neck, placing sloppy kisses on every sliver of your skin, sucking and biting occasionally, made you moan louder. You were slowly melting into her touch, into the way she was working you up more and more. The throbbing at your core became hard to ignore and you knew you were making such a mess of your underwear as she made you more and more wet.

Billie’s eager lips found your sweet spot, sucking on your skin just below your ear, and your sweet loud moan filled her living room. “Mmmm you sound so good like that baby, so sexy hearing you moan” Your hand landed on the back of her neck, pulling her closer to your skin, needing more of her, searching for anything. She sped up her pace, kissing all over your neck and collarbones before pulling you up to take off your shirt and bralette. As you landed back on the sofa your boobs moved up and down with the motion. Billie watched with wide eyes and a big smile, you knew she’s always wanted to see them, you have found her staring at them far too often.

She wasted no time, immediately pulling your nipple into her mouth and sucking before letting it go with a pop and moving onto your other boob. Her passionate and intense attack on your chest was a clear indication of her own arousal growing. This might have just been two friends helping each other out, but that doesn’t mean you both aren’t incredibly attracted to each other and currently incredibly horny for one another. The melodies of heavy breathing and sloppy kisses filled the room and made it all quite apparent.

Billie’s lips trailed down your stomach slowly. She stopped often to bite and suck on the skin beneath her, each time pulling sweet squeaks and moans from your lips. She was enamored, fully taken over by a need to satisfy you, to give you everything you’d been missing for too long. She was taking her time, winding you up and building your desire until it was so intense you might explode. She wanted you so sensitive by the time she gave you what you wanted, that it would take only seconds to bring you to the edge.

Just before she got to the waistline of your shorts she moved back up to you, causing you to let out a deep sigh. You weren’t aware of all the air you were holding in until she stopped her sloppy, intoxicating descent down your body. As her lips found your face again her hands landed on your waist. Squeezing you tightly, Billie moaned in your ear, low and sultry, and moving straight to your wet core. The sound maked your head feel dizzy, like your body was experiencing too much need and arousal and you might pass out if you didn’t get fucked soon. Her lips pulled away from yours after a deep kiss and she whispered into your ear, “Let’s move to my room, I wanna have you laid out across my bed for me”

With that she tapped the side of your butt twice and stood up. You began to follow after her, feeling eager but slightly exposed, the cold air on your naked chest coating you in goosebumps. Billie turned to look at you and was immediately mesmerized by your freed boobs swaying and jumping as you walked. When you got to her room you jumped on the bed, giggling slightly as you watched her pull off her own top and jump on with you. Her bralette was just slightly too small, leaving her huge boobs spilling out of each side and top. Billie crawled over to you, hovering above and smirking down at you. As she looked at your body laid out under her, her tongue pushed against the inside of her cheek.

“You are too much y/n. So fucking sexy its ridiculous” You blushed at her compliment and reached above you, grabbing her face with both of your hands and pulling her down to join with you again. Her lips found yours quickly, and your tongues met not long after. You both let out moans that vibrated into the kiss. Moving your hands to Billie’s back, you searched eagerly for the clasp of her bralette. As you pulled it apart and the back dropped down, Billie moved one arm at a time and finally fully freed her boobs. You gasped at the sight of her pink hard nipples and big ivory boobs lightly grazing against your own, admittedly also having been caught staring at them too many times in your friendship.

Your head lifted up as your hand grabbed her boob, guiding it between your lips. A gasp followed by a deep moan filled the room as you eagerly sucked and bit on her nipples. The sudden pleasure made Billie’s body give out slightly, landing her knee between your legs to catch herself. You moved yourself down a bit more to continue your affection on her boobs and as you did your clit grazed her knee, immediately making you gasp. Billie let out a mischievous giggle before pushing your hips down and pulling her knee up, intensifying the pressure and the pleasure right away.

She pulled her boobs away from you and you groaned, missing them in your mouth immediately. She filled the void with her lips on your neck and her hands pulled at your hips, forcing you to begin grinding against her knee. Your back arched up and as you grinded you felt the crotch of your baggy shorts slip to the side. Now, just your soaked panties laid between you and Billie’s thigh. As you continued your motion Billie felt your wetness slipping against her, causing her own panties to get soaked. The sudden evidence of your wet arousal made something snap in Billies mind, “I need to taste you, fuck you’re so wet for me” She moved down quickly, getting herself comfortable between your legs before slipping off your shorts and thong at the same time.

“Godddddd so fucking pretty” Billie moaned after loudly swallowing. Your dripping pussy clenched in front of her as reality hit that you are about to get eaten out, finally after too many long months. The sensation of Billie’s smooth wet tongue slowly slipping between your folds sent a shockwave through your body. The comforter rustled as your hands dug around, trying to grab hold, trying to ground yourself. Her tongue flattened out wide and continued licking from your leaking entrance all the way up to your clit, where she stopped briefly and added pressure. She’s too good, it was making you melt and you felt like you were floating, no longer on earth. Your head felt cloudier and cloudier as her pleasure became the only thing you could feel. Her tongue continued sloppily consuming you, slurping you up at each lick before moving up to your clit. She knew exactly what she was doing, her actions pulling you closer and closer to the edge already.

As your moans got louder and louder and the pleasure consumed you, Billie began moving her hands from around your thighs. One traveled up and landed on your boob, pinching and pulling at your nipple, turning your moans to sweet yelps and cries. You could feel her smile against your cunt as her other hand moved down to your center.

Your messy wetness allowed two of her fingers to slip inside you with ease, immediately curling them upwards and pumping in and out slowly and deliberately. She made her tongue flat and hard and pushed it up against your clit. Moving her head side to side, she could feel your swollen bud throbbing under her. The sensation of her fingers filling you perfectly and her tongue playing with your sensitive clit had you gasping. It wasn’t just that you haven’t felt this in awhile that was making things build so quickly. Billie was incredibly skilled, you were learning that quite quickly. You’ve never been eaten out so well. You’ve never been so close to cumming so quickly. It usually takes you a while and you have to focus to feel the pleasure. Not right now, not with Billie. All you could think about was pleasure, it was surrounding you, inside of you, swirling and filling the room. It was everywhere.

“Billie, right there, fuck” your words came out as pants, completely drunk off the way she was fucking you. “Oh god Billie, yessss” She hummed into you, showing how much she loved making you moan. Your walls began pulsing and clenching around her fingers and your thighs squeezed her head tighter as you were pushed closer and closer to the edge. “Mmmm you close mama, you gunna cum for me?” her sultry tone was laced with pride as she continued devouring you and watching you squirm in front of her. “Yes yes yes Billie fuck I’m gunna cum”

Just as the words left your lips Billie pulled away, a slight seductive giggle hit your ears. You gasped, completely shocked at her actions, and as you lifted your head to confront her you were met with a shit eating grin spread across her face. “awe, did I ruin your orgasm? im sorry” she sarcastically mocked you, the obnoxious smile never leaving her face. “I can’t even keep myself away for long enough to properly tease you, you taste so good, so fucking sweet baby”

her lips latched onto your clit, the warmth of her mouth against your now cold cunt sent shivers through you. You didn’t expect Billie to be treating you like this, you thought she’d give you the basic stuff and make you cum quickly to satiate the hunger in you, but now, now she’s making it grow even stronger.

It only took a few minutes of sloppy sucking and licking for your orgasm to rise again. Her fingers were moving faster and her lips were wrapped tight around ur clit, sucking and licking and sucking and licking. With your hands tangled in her hair and your legs spread as far as they could go, you pushed Billie as tight against your pussy as possible, trying hard to hold in the loud moans that we’re fighting to come out. “I’m gunna cum, I- I’m gunna cum, right there Billie” she listened close to your breathing, trying to take in all the noises you were making that were turning her on too much. As she heard your gasps becoming more and more erratic and chaotic she knew you were close again.

Within seconds her mouth was gone, placing light kisses on your inner thighs and laughing again at your groans. Her fingers were still inside of you but they were still, no longer moving in and out. She could feel the way your walls pulsed around her as she edged you out of your almost orgasm.

“Fuck, Billie, please let me cum, you’re killing me” you whined out, getting too heated and too needy now. “oh but edging you and hearing you beg is so much more fun” she paused to place another kiss on your thigh, this time so close to your pussy it made you gasp. she smiled against your skin before speaking again, “And it’ll feel sooooo much better when I finally let you cum, be patient for a little longer babygirl, it’ll be worth it.” Your stomach flipped at the nickname and your head began to feel fuzzy from the rollercoaster of pleasure she’s been making you feel.

Billie did it all over again, building you up higher and higher with her talented tongue and fingers. The room was filled with the sound of your wetness against her mouth, and your gasps and moans that you tried hard to hold it but couldn’t. You felt like you were becoming addicted to the way she was fucking you. It was better than anything you’re used to. You were beginning to realize all those stories of her making her partners cum over and over again, and the way she said she’d make them scream, none of it was exaggerated, she was just that good. You almost didn’t want to cum, didn’t want it to end. You knew you couldn’t have this again.

As the cues were showing Billie how close you were yet again, she stopped, yet again. This time, she pulled her fingers out of you, causing you to whine at the emptiness and at the feeling of your orgasm disappearing again. Your eyes opened to the sight of Billie right about you. “taste yourself babygirl, taste how delicious you are” Her fingers slid into your mouth and after a moment of swirling your tongue around her she pulled them away, replacing them with her lips. You kissed her passionately, showing your eager desire, needing her to know how fucking hungry you were after being edged too many times to count.

Your growing impatience filled your body, you felt overwhelmed by it and allowed it to fully take control. Your hand gripped her hair and you pulled her back down to where you needed her most, hard and only by her strands of black silk. She sucked in a breath and moaned at your needy and slightly dominant action before landing her lips back on your dripping pussy. She was moving faster than before, like she was a ravenous animal that’d been starved for days. When her fingers, now 3 deep, slipped back into your desperate hole, she moaned out with you, as if she was enjoying this as much as you were. Each of her movements were calculated and deliberate. She was using all her skills, all her tricks on you. You felt like you couldn’t breathe, you were being suffocated by the almost unknown pleasure she was bringing you. Her tongue parted with you for just long enough to speak, “Did so good for me love, such a good girl letting me tease you like that. Go on and cum for me, cum all over my fingers and face. Need you to make a mess of me baby” Those words mixed with the return of her tongue sent you over the edge.

You were spiraling, dizzy and overwhelmed as your body erupted into sparks of pleasure. The sensations were almost too much as you screamed out her name over and over. Billie kept going, kept fucking into you, kept licking your clit, kept your orgasm flowing through your body. You knew more was coming, you could feel it. The one thing Billie didn’t know about you was that you could squirt. She was about to learn. It took one last flick of her fingers for the gates to open. You screamed, letting it all out at once as you squirted months of built up tension onto her fingers, her face, her boobs. It was everywhere and you felt like you were no longer on Earth, gasping for air as you began your descent back down.

Your eyes finally opened to see Billie’s bold eyes and big smile, she was still between your legs, still gazing at your fucked out pussy in front of her. “holy shit y/n, that was so fucking hot. I had no idea you could squirt” She was so turned on, she couldn’t stop thinking about how hot you were, how hot it was to watch you cum all over her. Her legs squeezed together unconsciously, but you picked up on it. You knew Billie didn’t start this with the intention of you fucking her but now you needed it.

As she came bakc up towards your face she kissed you on the forehead. You were still trying to catch your breath and stop your legs from continuing to shake with the aftershocks. You looked at her with a satisfied smile and a shaky laugh that came out with each of your breaths. Her face matched yours showing off her complete enjoyment from what just played out. After wiping your cum off of her face she finally broke the silence, “so, did we do it? Are you finally satisfied?” You began to nod, the laughter still coming out each time you breathed.

You flipped yourself on top of her catching her completely off guard before speaking, “I will be once I make you cum” as soon as the words slid off your tongue your lips were backing on hers, moaning at the taste of your own cum coating her mouth.

You both knew this could only be for one night, so you might as well make it a long night.

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billie and reader during rlly rough sex and reader uses the safe word after being too overstimulated, and its just billie being rlly sweet and cute and taking care of us, and saying shes proud we used the safe word. If not dw have a great day💕

Safe Word

Billie eilish x fem!reader

Warnings: strap on, smut, degrading, safe word, hurt/comfort, Billie being the sweetest during aftercare

“You’re such a fucking slut. Letting me pound into you like the whore you are. Fucking pathetic.” Billie spat at you as she fucked you from behind. She had your hair pulled back into a pony and had you arching your back. “F-fuck! B-Billie!” You cried out as she kept going at a fast pace, not slowing down once, making you start to see stars. This was going to be your fifth orgasm of the night and you were started to get overstimulated which you usually never got. You always took what Billie gave you but it seems tonight that you couldn’t do just that.

As Billie was fucking you from behind, she started slapping your ass and pulling on your hair harder, which usually made you go crazy and beg for more. This time it didn’t, you could feel the pain bubbling up as she kept going and you felt the tears prickling your eyelashes. “S-stop…b-bils…”. You said quietly and of course Billie didn’t hear you so she kept going. “B-bils! Stop!” You said louder but Billie kept going until you remembered that you had to say your safe word. “Lunch!” You yelled out and it all happened so fast. Billie immediately stopped what she was doing and carefully pulled out, making sure not to hurt you further.

She gently turned you on your back so you could look at her and you wanted to cry at how Billie was looking at you. Her eyes held sadness in them and she was trying to hold back her tears. “I’m so sorry princess I’m so sorry. I should have asked if you were okay during all of it, I got so carried away.” She said shakily as she was carefully inspecting your body to make sure you were alright. “I-I’m okay bils…just too much…” you said, exhaustion laced in your voice. Billie nodded and placed a quick soft kiss on your forehead as she got up from the bed to go to the bathroom. She came back with a damp wash cloth and started cleaning your body and made sure to be extra careful with your sensitive areas.

After Billie was done cleaning you, she got up again to put away the dirty washcloth in the basket with the rest of y’all’s dirty clothes. “Do you want some water? A snack?” Billie said walking back over to you while you were laying at the edge of the bed. “Some water and can I have some fruit please?” You requested and Billie nodded, leaning down to place another kiss to your forehead. “Anything my princess wants, she gets.” Billie said smiling down at you and she walks out the bedroom door to go get your water and fruit. A few minutes later Billie comes back with a glass of water and a plate full of different cut up fruit. “Thank you baby.” You tell her as you grabbed the plate from her and the glass of water. In the matter of seconds you drank all of your water and you were slowly eating your fruit.

“I’m so proud of you mamas for using your safe word. Just know that I’m not mad and I never will be.” Billie praised and reassured you all at once making your heart swell. “Mmm…what do you want to watch princess. You can pick anything.” She said sweetly and you excitedly grabbed the remote and decided to put on your favorite show. Billie giggled at your eagerness and scooted closer to you on the bed so y’all would be as close as possible, making you lean your head on her shoulder. You lifted a piece of watermelon up to her lips and she took it in her mouth, swallowing it immediately, making you giggle. The two of you laid in bed for the rest of the day with Billie taking care of your every need and making sure you were 100% comfortable.

A/n: happy New Year’s Eve everyone! Thank you anon for this request, I hope you and everyone else enjoyed! Remember to stay hydrated and to rest! Take care of yourselves. I love y’all! Stay safe :)

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waiting.

coming soon (this has been in my drafts way too long)

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woah.

all eyes on you !

jealous!perv!nat spies on u through the gym’s surveillance cameras and gets jealous of lottie ҂ smut with plot; stalking, masturbation, jealousy, clothed fingering, cum-filled strap-on use, angry fucking, dirty talking, creampie. . .﹙2.9k wc﹚

last month, natalie found herself in another serious predicament—her chronic tardiness had struck once again, with a tally of nine late arrivals in just a single month. the patience of her program's coordinator was wearing thin; nat's disregard for detentions had begun to frustrate her professors. her coordinator was on the verge of giving her an ultimatum: complete a minimum of 60 hours of community service before the semester came to a close.

however, the situation took an unexpected turn when the person responsible for monitoring the gym's security cameras during the third block suddenly quit without any explanation. coincidentally, natalie had a free block during that exact time slot. the coordinator saw this as a chance to teach her a lesson, as this particular block was when nat often hurriedly left campus before her lunchtime and returned late for her next class. it presented itself as the perfect chance for intervention. so, they offered her a deal: instead of getting in trouble, she could take over the job of the person who left, at least until they found a replacement.

at first, nat didn't like the idea. she thought it was dumb and a waste of time. plus, the fact that she wouldn't be getting paid for it bothered her. but she realized that if she got suspended, she was fucked, as it could ruin her scholarship. the only reason she got accepted into university was because she had a scholarship for playing soccer. so, she decided to agree to the deal and take on the job, even though she didn't want to.

however, her resentment and lack of interest in the job vanished the moment she took charge of the camera system during her first shift. a realization struck her: you were there. you happened to have gym class during that same block. the instant she caught sight of you through the camera feed, clad in that tank top and those notably short shorts, she promptly stowed away the sleeping bag and sleeping mask she had managed to sneak into her backpack. her focus shifted entirely to observing you.

the two of you were close. maybe not best-friend level, but definitely close enough to exchange texts almost every day and hang out pretty much every weekend. you’d probably be best friends if it wasn’t because of lottie, you’d be hers if it wasn’t because of fucking lottie. she seemed to always be around you, attending the same classes and sticking by your side during soccer practice. it felt as though natalie was receiving the leftover moments lottie didn't claim when she wasn't with you. yet, what irked her the most was  lottie’s obvious crush on you. the lingering gazes, the tender way she said your name, the subtle touches—they all fueled nat's frustration. the only thing keeping nat from beating the shit out of lottie was you; she dreaded the idea of you hating her.

today was like any other day. after finishing her second block class, nat proceeded to the security office located on the gym's second floor. positioned at the far end of the hallway, she quietly shut the door upon entering before settling into her chair. with a few clicks, she activated the surveillance cameras, and there you were—as beautiful as ever. by the moment you started stretching, nat was already unbuttoning her pants, slipping her hand inside almost instinctively. she was wearing a strap today, but didn’t feel like taking it off. instead, she maneuvered her hand beneath it and started touching herself. she observed the way you massaged your sore thighs from the previous day, the way you would bend down and display your ass to her, only her. her fingers started circling her clit faster and faster, and she started moaning out your name.

right when nat was about to reach climax, lottie unexpectedly entered the frame of the screen, giving you a warm hug. in no time, your hands yielded to lottie's as she took over the task of massaging your back. as her fingers skillfully worked to alleviate the tension in your shoulders, you tilted your head back, closing your eyes at the feeling. meanwhile, nat observed the scene with a puzzled expression on her face.

“fucking bitch,” she quietly muttered, withdrawing her hand from her pants and zipping them up, frustration and disbelief evident in her expression.

this event turned her off completely, so she directed her attention toward her phone, as she wasn’t even able to look at you right now or she would combust in anger. she got so immersed on her phone that she didn’t notice the coach pulling you aside and telling you something. it wasn’t until she looked back at the surveillance that she realized that you were gone. she checked every angle of the gym, every hallway, you were nowhere to be found—and neither was lottie. right when she was about to slam her phone against the floor, she heard a knock on the door, and then someone twisting the doorknob open.

“hey, nat!” you said enthusiastically. “how are you?” you asked her.

“i’m good,” she replied colder than usual. she was kind of aloof by nature, but she was always nice to you, so you found it a bit weird.

“uh, okay. i’m glad,” you responded, “coach lost his stopwatch, he said you have more in here?” you asked her.

"first cabinet," she remarked nonchalantly, her gaze returning to her phone.

opting not to address her peculiar behaviour, you simply went on to search for the stopwatch. you opened the initial cabinet of the desk where nat had propped up her feet and sifted through its contents until finally locating what you needed. "found it!" you exclaimed as you retrieved the stopwatch and shut the cabinet.

"i'll see you later. enjoy your security endeavors," you added, a playful smile on your face.

"sure thing," she replied, her tone casual. "and you... have fun with lottie," she added, her words laced with a subtle sarcasm that was hard to miss.

curiously, you asked, "what do you mean by that?" her tone leaving you slightly puzzled.

“nothing, i mean, you two looked pretty close in there,” she began, her gaze finally meeting yours. “rubbing your back like that and all.”

a bit taken aback, you explained, "well, you know that lottie and i are really close friends, so i'm not sure where you're going with this. and why were you keeping tabs on us anyway?"

nat rolled her eyes and scoffed, "please, spare me the innocent act. you know exactly what i'm talking about. and besides, lottie's not exactly the most trustworthy person, is she?"

you felt a surge of irritation rise within you. "what are you talking about? lottie's been nothing but a good friend to me."

"look, i'm just saying," nat defended herself, "lottie has a reputation for being flirty with everyone. you don't want to be just another name on her list."

disbelief coursed through you. "that's ridiculous," you shot back. "lottie’s just a friend, and i trust her. you're just jealous."

"jealous?" nat scoffed. "why would i be jealous? i have no interest in you like that."

"then what's the problem?" you demanded, a hint of frustration in your voice.

"problem? there's no problem," nat retorted, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "i just care about you, okay? maybe a bit too much, considering it's none of my business who you're cozying up to."

you felt a mix of frustration and confusion. "nat, you're acting really strange right now. what’s wrong?"

"oh, so now you're the expert on how i'm supposed to act?" she spat out, her voice tinged with a sharp edge. she suddenly stood up, her chair scraping back, and before you knew it, she had you cornered between her body and the desk. her eyes, which were usually warm and inviting, now held a fiery intensity.

“well, watch this,” she said, closing the distance and pulling you into a violent kiss. the suddenness of her actions left you stunned for a moment, but as her lips pressed against yours, you couldn’t help but reciprocate the kiss with the same urgency. her lips were fierce, full of both frustration and a deep, hidden longing that you hadn’t acknowledged before.

your mind raced to catch up with the sudden shift. her lips were demanding, pressing against yours with an almost bruising fervor. her hands found their way to your waist as she pulled you closer, and her tongue caressed yours, sending tingles of pleasure up your spine.

finally nat pulled away, both of your breaths coming in ragged gasps. she searched your face for a reaction, as if unsure of what she had done or what to expect from you—but you could see the desire and confidence in her eyes.

“i bet you didn’t see that coming,” she remarked with a smug tone, her expression maintaining a serious demeanour as her gaze lingered on your lips once more.

“or this,” she whispered, her face descending as she placed a kiss along your jawline. her hands glided from your sides to the edge of your shorts in a tantalizing manner. “or this,” she continued in a hushed voice, her lips planting fervent kisses on your neck. all the while, her fingers delicately explored the border of your shorts, gently caressing and tugging; your response came in the form of a soft, involuntary groan escaping your lips.

but then, as abruptly as it began, she paused, lifting her lips from your neck. raising her head, she fixed her gaze intensely into your eyes.

"or..." her voice trailed off as her hand ventured beneath the fabric of your shorts, fingers sliding in ever so slowly.

she held your gaze for a lingering moment. with your consent apparent in your eyes, she wasted no time, delicately resting two of her fingers atop your clothed clit. in deliberate, almost torturous movements, her fingers traced delicate circles, her touch sending a shiver down your spine. her face drew nearer, nuzzling against your cheek, warm breaths mingling with the sensitive skin of your neck.

involuntarily, your hips responded, aching for more friction. yet, the closer you drew to her, the gentler the pressure of her touch became, evading your attempts to intensify the sensation, leaving you yearning for more.

"harder," you groaned, your voice finding her ear.

"no," she murmured, her fingers tracing an exquisitely gentle path along your already damp cloth-covered folds.

“please,” you begged, your hips twitching as your arms reflexively grabbed around her torso, attempting to get her closer to you.

“y'want me to fuck you?” she questioned, a sharper edge to her tone compared to before.

“y–” you started, only to be interrupted.

“you want me to fuck you, just so that you can close your eyes and pretend it’s lottie, don’t you?” she asked, the pressure on your clothed center increasing, her eyes aflame with a fervent blend of anger and desire, a side of her you had never seen before.

"no, that's not—" you began, confusion etched across your face.

“yes, you do,” she said matter-of-factly, her voice husky. “but i’ll prove to you i’m better,” she declared, determination evident in her gaze.

in a swift motion, she withdrew her hand from your shorts, abruptly turning you around. her nimble fingers hastened to unfasten her jeans and underwear, letting them fall to the floor. with equal speed, your shorts and underwear followed suit.

she slowly placed her hands around your torso and drew you closer, her strap resting right against your slit. she slipped a hand beneath your shirt, one encircling your waist as the other ascended to your throat, exerting a slight pressure as she drew your body tightly against hers.

she began to give hot, wet kisses to the exposed back of your neck before slowly moving on to your ear and nibbling on it. you could only groan in response, your fingers clutching at her forearms on top of your shirt.

amid her nibbling, she shifted her gaze to the surveillance cameras, and noticed lottie giggling in the background. her hand that had been tightening around your throat now withdrew, granting her more freedom of movement. she directed your face toward hers, claiming your lips in a demanding, almost bruising kiss. her teeth sank into your lower lip with fervor as her hips ground against your slick, moist center. it wasn’t until she tasted the blood flowing out of your bottom lip that she pulled away.

“i want you to look at her while i fuck you,” she commanded, turning your face toward the monitors by gripping your jaw.

“what? no way,” you retorted, swift in your refusal.

“i’m not asking you,” she snapped, her hands propelling your body against the desk, the monitors now in clear view. "is that clear?" she asked, her fingers tangling in your hair, tilting your head to face the monitor displaying lottie. you remained silent.

her free hand descended to her own strap-on, teasingly pressing it against your throbbing entrance. lowering her body onto yours, her heated breath whispered against your ear. "i asked, are we clear?" she repeated, her voice measured and stern.

“y-yes,” you gasped, the slight contact of her length against your slickness causing your senses to spin.

“good,” she murmured, nipping your jaw gently before rising, her hand sliding to your waist and gripping it firmly, while her other hand continued to hold your head in place. without further due, she slammed her entire length inside you, bottoming out and deliciously stretching your tight walls, which were too tight for the the size of her girth.

“shit, y/n, you’re so fuckin’ tight,” she groaned as her rhythm started to build. sliding in and out of you, her thrusts made your walls clench around her with each movement. you moaned as you felt the tip of her cock repeatedly stimulating your g-spot, prompting you to arch your hips backward in an attempt to take her even deeper.

“g-go rougher,” you pleaded, your attempts to go deeper falling short of your expectations.

“rougher?” she asked, a hint of challenge in her voice. “i’ll give you rough, then.” she released her hold on your hair, her hand finding its place on your lower back. with the other hand, she lifted one of your legs onto the desk, anchoring it there as she began thrusting with renewed vigor, burying her cock deeper and faster into you, the change in angle allowing her to.

“oh— ffuck, s’ fucking good” you moaned, your words pouring out in a rush as the sensation of her girthy cock gliding against your inner walls consumed your senses.

“lottie could never fuck you this good,” she declared as she increased her pace, the sound of wet slaps reverberating against the walls of the room. “could she?” she asked, the grip on your leg tightening enough to leave a mark.

“n-no, no, she could never,” you babbled out, slurring your words as you tried to answer coherently, barely processing her words. your moans grew louder as you felt her hand travel from your thigh to your clit, skillfully stimulating it while maintaining her deep thrusts.

“fuck, nat, m’ gonna cum,” you cried out in pleasure, pushing your body closer to her as the climax built within you. twisting your swollen clit between her fingers, she maintained her fervent rhythm, pressing you further towards the edge. her hand traced your waist, reaching your jaw, ensuring your teary gaze remained locked onto lottie.

she began to suck fervently on your neck, her thrusts growing more urgent. “i want you to cum while you look at her,” she commanded, prompting a whine of response from you.

“tell me i’m better than her,” she commanded, her hot breath teasing your neck as she marked it. “say it,” she insisted, pressing her fingers harder against your jaw while intensifying the pressure on your clit.

“you’re… you’re better,” you stammered, nearly incapable of coherent speech, a tear of pleasure tracing your cheek.

“better than who?” she teased, intensifying her suction on your neck.

“than lottie— better than lottie,” you finally admitted. that was all she needed to hear before sliding her tongue into your mouth and kissing you roughly, her tongue exploring your mouth deeply. her thrusts grew more aggressive, and as she reached her peak, warm streams of cum filled your tight walls, making you cry out in pleasure. your walls clamped down so tightly around her girth, that it was nearly impossible for her to continue thursting.

she remained there, her cock resting inside you as you both regained your breath. several minutes passed before she rose, removing her cock gently from within you and smoothly pulling up her pants, fastening them securely. at the same time, you managed to straighten up from the desk, struggling to steady your shaky legs as you pulled up your shorts.

"enjoy your time in p.e.," she playfully taunted, her gaze fixed on your wobbly legs and flushed cheeks as she settled back into her seat, an air of satisfaction surrounding her.

"will do! i'm sure i'll enjoy my time with lottie," you teased, well aware that your words would stir jealousy. with a mischievous grin, you snatched up the abandoned stopwatch and dashed out of the room.

"you'll regret saying that!" she shouted after you as you made your escape.

"i doubt it, joe goldberg!" your distant voice retorted, your footsteps fading into the distance.

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Every single day I feel my heart swell’s about 100 times to love Billie more. It’s exhausting. But I love her so much.

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love you anyway

warnings: smut, fingering (r recieving), fluffff, tic attack, kissing, reader panicks a bit

authors note: i'm working on your requests guys 😭😭 this came to mind and i thought why not so yayaya

8:48PM

"babyyyyy? come in the bedroom please my lady!!" billie calls from her bed. she's been slightly sick recently but you don't mind very much.

you fold her baggy shirt and place it on top of the dryer, practically running up the stairs to make sure she's okay. when you get in your shared room, she's lay under the blankets watching the office and sipping lavender tea.

"you called?" you sit on your bed, stroking her arm through the blanket. "yeah, my love, would you mind turning up the heatening for me? if thats okay?" she asks, nervous you'd be too hot. "as long as you're okay, im okay." you kiss her nose soothingly and place a hand on her forehead. she's freezing so you jog down the stairs and turn the heating off.

relucatantly, you return upstairs to make sure she doesn't need anything else. "heating is off now, sweetie." you tell her, getting under the blankets with her. "thank you, such a good girl for me," she says in a slightly sultry voice, her cheeky smirk going well with her blue eyes.

"oh yeah?" you ask, leaning towards her slightly so she can subtly smell the perfume you're wearing. her cheeks flush red and she giggles nervously, changing to her natural flustered persona that she tries and succeeds to cover up.

her eyes meet yours and she leans in slightly, her eyes flickering down to your lips. "can i kiss you, baby?" she asks, patiently waiting for your permission like she always does. you nod and she leans in to connect your lips in a soft, passionate kiss with the intentions of more.

like the gentlewoman she is, she runs her tongue over your bottom lip in request to slip it in. you allow her to and she goes straight to devouring your mouth. "i love you" she whispers, breaking the moment to leave open- mouthed, wet kisses down your neck and to your collarbone.

you blush and whimper slightly, "mmh... bills!! gotta finish the washing.." you mumble, your rosy cheeks distracting her. "later, baby. i need you right now."

she slips her hand down your body and into your shorts, finding out theirs nothing underneath in her favourite way. her fingers come into contact with your core and gather enough of your wetness to slip her fingers in. you moan out as she immediately curls them upwards.

"g- baby.. so much.." you whimper out

"you can take it" she replies in her usual husky tone.

her fingers continue to work and relentlessly curl inside you, bringing you closer to the edge. "billie.." you moan out your eyes almost rolling back.

for some reason, it stops?

you look up with teary eyes, blurring your vision slightly; however, you can still see her face twitching.. she's having a tic attack?

you pull her fingers out and calm her down, stroking her arm. "i- im sorry.." she murmurs out, guilty due to denying your pleasure.

"oh billie don't worry," you reassure her gently, cleaning her fingers off and giving her a hug, pulling her body against yours. you pull the blankets up and rest her head on your chest, stroking your hair until she falls asleep.

"i love you," she mumbles in her last moments until she drifts off into slumber.

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NEED billie eilish and odessa/quen fanfics IMMEDIATELY like pure smut 25% storyline

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billie headcannons

warnings- smut!

DOMINANT BILLIE:

• softdom! holds your face whilst she thrusts into you.

• softdom! burys her face in your neck as she pounds you.

•meandom! holds your hips/thighs down as she eats you out.

•meandom! making you speak and asking you questions, use your words with her.

•meandom! edges you for hours.

• roughdom! makes a makeshift ponytail as she fucks your face.

• roughdom! mimicks your whimpers/moans.

•roughdom! has videos of you during the deed in her camera role for later or for blackmailing you.

SUBMISSIVE BILLIE:

•begs you to let her eat you out.

•hair puller and the BIGGEST BACK ARCHER.

•thrusts her hips up whilst making out.

• she rarely subs but when its been a long day she needs to.

• the cutest cryer whilst being edged.

• begs you to not stop when she's at her peak.

•moaning your name is on auto.

• overstimulates too quickly but its fun watching her fall to pieces

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billie eilish big sister headcannons!

warnings: mentions of smut, PURE fluff, odessa a'zion mentioned, billie and odessa are mentioned to have hooked up

(reader- 3 years old)

• one time, you were sleeping at her house but heard screaming from billie's room. so, being as young as you were, you walked into billie's room to see her hovering over odessa. they didn't notice you, so you ask, "why are you screaming?". they both saw you and odessa told you to wait outside for a minute. they didn't explain what happened, they just took you downstairs and watched a movie with you.

(reader- 7 years old)

• when billie was 17 (grey/silver hair), she would watch a lot of horror movies. but, she didn't remember that you hated loud noises, therefor, whenever there would be a scary scene, she would turn down the volume like a race.

(reader- 13 years old)

• billie would be making music a lot, so whenever you had a day off school, she would take you to her studio for a few reasons, they would usually be: to help her get ideas, to make you do either adlibs or little sound effects, sometimes even just for company. she loved having you around and you would be best friends in the studio, as well as finneas.

(reader- 17 years old)

• if y/n either got a boyfriend or a girlfriend, she would constantly ask if you wanted tickets to her concert for barricade. this was because she knew that your partner listens to her at least a bit, or sometimes just for fun. she would also always give you other concert tickets for other artists, backstage passes or just money for dates in general.

tell me if you want more????

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billie gf camera role 😮😮😮