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ummm @foreverinyourdream-deactivated2 ??? baby what happened?

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my dream as a fanfic writer is for one day, one of my fics to be someones comfort fic. like the fic that they reread when they don't feel good and want to be happy. i want my words to comfort someone one day

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Panties to the side & teasing your pusssy so I can hear you beg for me to put it in

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fingering her while she sits in your lap, telling her how pretty she is >>>

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Sweet girl in my arms, us both naked and pressed together with arms around each other, her head on my shoulder. The way her hair feels against the skin of my back. The way I feel her breathing against my chest. The way our breasts and tummies squish together. Our heartbeats steady, minds at rest. Her soft, content little sighs. Every little muscle twitch, empty swallow, sniffle, shift in position. Lazily rocking our linked hips, not so much for friction but to be even closer if possible. Just caressing each other’s backs and leaving slow kisses wherever our lips reach. Safe.

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4. “you’re blushing.” “am not!"

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14. “is that my shirt?"

w/ finneas

firsts — finneas o'connell...

— I love this sm what

you woke up slow.

the kind of slow that came after wine and laughter and falling asleep in someone else’s bed for the first time.

your head ached, dull and distant behind your eyes. your mouth was dry. but the sheets were soft and the pillow smelled like him, and for a minute, that made everything feel kind of okay.

he wasn’t in bed anymore. you could hear movement downstairs—soft clinking, the distant hiss of the kettle, footsteps pacing the kitchen.

you yawned, rolled over, and reached blindly for something to wear. your jeans were definitely not it. your top from last night was god knows where. your eyes landed on the flannel hanging off the back of his desk chair—oversized, warm, familiar.

you shrugged it on. it hung over your thighs like a dress, sleeves swallowing your hands. and maybe you should’ve felt awkward, but you didn’t.

it smelled like him. it felt like him.

you padded downstairs, quiet, blinking against the sunlight pouring through the windows.

he was by the counter, still half-asleep, mug cradled in both hands. messy hair, hoodie, bare feet. he looked so real like that. soft and a little rumpled.

he looked up when he heard you.

and stopped.

his mouth opened a little. blinked once.

and then the pink started to creep in—from his neck, up his cheeks, all the way to the tips of his ears.

“you’re blushing,” you said, smirking as you leaned against the wall.

he scoffed. took a sip of his coffee like that might buy him time. “am not.”

you raised an eyebrow. “you totally are.”

he tried to look anywhere but at you.

but his eyes still dropped for just a second—to where the hem of his shirt barely skimmed the tops of your thighs, where your legs were bare and your hair was messy and your lips were swollen from sleep.

“is that my shirt?” he asked, voice rough from sleep and coffee.

“yeah,” you said, deadpan. “what are you gonna do about it?”

he laughed, soft and a little helpless. leaned back against the counter like he needed the support. “literally nothing,” he said. “you look better in it than i ever did.”

you smiled. wandered over to steal a sip of his coffee, and he didn’t stop you. just watched you like he couldn’t quite believe you were real.

“i could get used to this,” you murmured, passing the mug back.

he didn’t say anything right away. just stared at you for a second longer, like he wanted to remember every piece of this morning. then he smiled, all crooked and shy.

“me too.”

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OMGGGG FINNEAS COMFORT EITHER 1 OR 5 OR BOTH IDEC THIS APP IS JUST DEPRIVED OF FINNEAS 😭

darling... —finneas o'connell

let's do 5 :)

5. "shh, shh, no more crying..."

you’d been holding it together all day—tight smiles and shaky breaths and pretending like your ribs weren’t splitting open every time someone asked if you were alright. you weren’t. obviously. but it felt easier to lie.

until he saw you.

finneas didn’t even say anything at first. he just looked at you like he already knew. like he’d felt it before you even stepped into the room.

and that was what undid you. not the ache in your chest, not the lump in your throa —but him, the way he looked at you with that quiet softness. like it hurt him to see you hurting.

you didn’t even get a word out.

just a little choked sound.

and then the tears came. fast. messy.

you turned away, instinctively, wiping at your face like that’d help. like maybe if he didn’t see it, it wouldn’t be real.

but he was already beside you.

“hey, hey,” he murmured, voice low and broken with concern. his hands were warm on your arms, grounding. “you don’t have to hide that, sweetheart.”

you shook your head. tried to say something—tried to explain the weight, the way it all felt like too much—but nothing came out. just more tears.

and then he was pulling you in. arms around you, gentle but sure, one hand cradling the back of your head like he’d hold you together if he could.

"shh, shh, no more crying…"

he said it like a promise. like he wished it could be true.

you buried your face in his chest. he smelled like clean cotton and sleep and safety. like something familiar. like home.

his fingers ran through your hair, slow and rhythmic. his mouth pressed to the side of your head, soft and unhurried. and you? your hands were balled into fists against his chest, like you wanted to push and hit, to tell him to stay away, but you couldn't. because it felt right.

he felt right.

“you don’t have to be okay right now,” he whispered, thumb brushing your cheek. “you just have to let me stay.”

and you did.

you didn’t say a word.

you just let yourself fall into him, and he caught you—like he always did.

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updated the smut prompts guys!! go check it out, i added a LOT of yummy stuff.

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billie for prompt 10 on the kiss list!!! billie’s just so star crossed by reader✨🩷

oh wow... — billie eilish...

10. Not being able to speak properly after the kiss ends

it didn’t feel like it had really happened.

not yet.

her lips were gone, and the world felt too still, too delicate, like if you moved too fast you’d break the moment wide open.

you could still taste her.

that nervous pause right before she leaned in. the way her breath hitched like she was afraid you might disappear if she touched you wrong. her lips soft and warm and slow against yours like she’d been waiting her whole life to do it right.

and now she was just… there.

a breath away. eyes wide. like she’d just remembered how real you were.

neither of you said anything.

your heart was pounding. your fingers were twitching like they didn’t know what to do without her hands in them. you tried to speak—to say something, anything—but the words caught in your throat like they didn’t belong there anymore.

“i—”

you stopped. blinked. looked at her.

billie was already looking at you. flushed pink and glowing and so unbelievably soft, like the moment had cracked her wide open and there was no putting it back.

“fuck,” she breathed, quiet like a secret. “i can’t—i don’t even…” she trailed off, eyes flicking down to your mouth, then back to your eyes, and she actually laughed—barely, just a breath of a sound. “i don’t even know what i was gonna say.”

you smiled. or tried to. it came out all shy and aching.

“me either.”

she reached for you again, slow and gentle like you were something fragile. her hand brushed your cheek, and the way she touched you—it was like she couldn’t believe you were real. like she had to feel you to prove it to herself.

“i’ve wanted to do that,” she whispered, “for so long i think it broke my brain.”

you let out the softest laugh. leaned into her touch.

she leaned in too. her nose bumped yours, and her breath was shaky again.

“can i do it again?” she asked, barely audible. like the words might shatter if she said them too loud.

you nodded. your voice was still gone. but it didn’t matter.

she already knew.

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fuck. -- billie eilish...

— it's okay bb, you're all good <3

1. "tell me where it hurts." & 6. "I can't move."

you didn’t remember falling.

just the snap of something giving out beneath your foot, the ground blurring, the sharp punch of pain that swallowed everything after. then voices. someone yelling your name. the sound of gravel crunching. billie.

you blinked up at the sky. it was too bright, too blue. your ears were ringing.

“hey,” her voice came fast, choked with panic. “hey—baby—what happened? what the fuck happened?”

you tried to speak but your throat was tight, breath stuck somewhere between your chest and mouth. all you could do was blink again, like that’d help. like maybe if you looked at her long enough, the pain would dull.

she was already kneeling beside you, hands hovering. not touching, just hovering, like she didn’t know where she was allowed to go.

“okay, okay—fuck,” she breathed. “tell me where it hurts.”

your eyes darted down, to your leg twisted at the wrong angle. purple already blooming beneath the skin. it didn’t even feel real. just distant. wrong.

“my leg,” you managed. “billie, i—”

you tried to sit up. tried to move.

the pain tore through you so fast, so sharp, it made your vision black out around the edges.

you gasped. your whole body trembled.

“i—i can’t move.”

billie’s face changed. like something broke in her too.

“don’t. don’t try to move. i’ve got you,” she said, her voice suddenly softer but no less desperate. “baby, don’t move.”

you wanted to cry but couldn’t even manage that. everything hurt too much. your fingers clutched at the ground like that might anchor you. your jaw clenched so tight you thought it might shatter too.

then her hand was on yours—gentle, grounding.

“you’re okay,” she whispered, even if she didn’t believe it. “you’re okay. i’m here. i’ve got you.”

her other hand hovered near your leg again, eyes scanning over the bruising, the angle, the way your body had started to shake.

“shit,” she muttered, mostly to herself. “okay. we’re gonna get help, alright? just stay with me. keep looking at me.”

you did. not because you could think clearly. not because you knew what to do.

but because she was the only thing that didn’t hurt.

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ummm @foreverinyourdream-deactivated2 ??? baby what happened?

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you don’t sound as enthusiastic as i do but whatever

oh, sorry, I guess, what's up??

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Hellooo ur theme is so cute?! Im dying. And ur writing!??!? It's so good like I'm hooked :)

teeheee thank you, baby!! I'm glad you like, cuz I haven't been feeling very motivated lately :3 I LOVE YOUR NAME hehehe

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hi ninaaa!! missed me?? 💋💋

um, hi..?

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thank youu babyy🤗

of course! you're welcome, angel

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what requests are in your inboxxx?

mmm lots of stuff! mostly just from the prompt list but I love all of them!! and I have some in my drafts too, none in queue currently though

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nothing muchh, what about you lovey?

and i cant see that your pretty but i bet you are🤗

well I've been trying to download this game all day but it's such a big file both the download and installation that it takes HOURS so, but while waiting I've managed to just relax and stuff since school is over!

mmmm some people would say I am, those who've seen me, so thanks for the compliment, baby, I'm sure you're gorgeous too!