. . .she got the current in her hand , just shock you like you won't believe sun in the amazon with the voltage running through her skin . standing there with nothing on , she gonna teach me how to swim .
“ for the last time, i am not named after that freakin’ michael jackson song, okay ? my dad was this huge tennis fan back in the 70′s who actually wanted to name me bobby after bobby riggs, except he wasn’t there when i was born to sign the papers or whatever. that pissed the shit outta my mom who thought she was so slick naming me billie jean to annoy him, but turns out i’m awesome and dad still loves me best, so joke’s on you, mom ! ”
is that [ ZOEY DEUTCH ] ? no, that’s just [ BILLIE JEAN EDWARDS ]. [ SHE/HER ] is [ TWENTY-FIVE ] years old and is a [ THE SCOOP! EMPLOYEE ]. rumor has it they’ve been in town for [ FIVE MONTHS ]. on a good day, they’re [ BRAZEN & FRIENDLY ]. but watch out! they can also be [ RECKLESS & NARCISSISTIC ]. [ BUSINESS CASUAL BY VULFPECK ] plays in my head whenever i think of them. can’t wait to see them around springhill! // @shstarters
BIO POINTS — cw: bad parenting
born in phoenix arizona to deadbeat parents. top prize goes to her pops tho who’s also an absentee father ! but breadcrumbs go a long way, so she still loves em a lot & is now the poster girl for daddy issues
started doing random jobs ‘round the neighbourhood ( babysitting, hmua gigs, lawn trimming, dog walking, all that jazz ) when she was 15 for the fam. wanted to study art for college but lbr, sis aint got the dough for that, so when she turned 18 that’s when she found
sugar babying ! a girl’s gotta do what a girl’s gotta do y’know ? her exp w it has been rough, but she wont get into that. it’s hella good money, but she’s now 25 & getting a lil too old for the sugar biz
this daddy she’s been seeing for a while offered her a kickass arrangement where he’ll pay for her place complete w an allowance, but the catch was no one can know and she had to move to new jersey to be closer to him
billie doesnt have a lot of savings and feels like she’s getting too old to be relying on sugar arrangements. plus free shit is always heckin fun so springhill it is !
PERSONALITY
a proverbial infant — she always does and says what she wants. none of them are ever bad things though, so she’s a lot of fun to be around
honestly, she’s just a huge freakin flirt and showers everyone with compliments. think before speaking ? not billie
a complete sucker for attention. bonus points if ur 36+ male, but even if u arent, it’s still just as good
used to chameleon-ing thru life so she will alter herself to suit your needs so long as it suits hers. billie jean, people-pleaser, at ur service
POSSIBLE CONNECTIONS
pals !
some ride or die friends on speed dial for a spontaneous ( n irresponsible ) fun time ... maybe even someone who knows her secret ?
i know you’s !
familiar faces or maybe regular clients at the scoop ! maybe u just got a sweet tooth or mayhaps it’s for your kid/sibling/wtvr. give this super friendly dumdum a smile and she’ll toss in extra sprinkles. give her a compliment and she might even give you an extra scoop for free. she’ll say it’s on the house but rlly, she doesnt mind paying for it later. she just having fun w her job bc she doesnt rlly need it
billie stfu challenge 2k20 !
surely she’s not everyone’s cup of tea. find her annoying ? ur valid sis. gimme angst, gimme conflict, gimme tension, gimme enemies. we love to see it !
blast from the past ! ( 1 / 2 )
also from arizona ? met billie when she was with a daddy once ? at a cruise ? some fancy gala ? an auction ? idk, just probably someone rich who lives in the same world as daddies. maybe got introduced to billie or just kept seeing her around. ton of possibilities n anything goes
flirtationships !
billie will almost always instantly have a small crush on pretty people she comes across, so this one’s a no-brainer
will they wont they ? ( for male-identifying characters, 1 / 2 )
they’ve probably been flirting these past months and maybe there are some sparks there but billie will toe the line as much as possible without actually doing anything physical bc as messy as she is, she’s loyal to her daddy
girls just wanna have fun ! ( for female-identifying/non-binary characters, 1 / 3 )
her daddy doesn’t mind her fooling around with non-males so she probably does ! is it just hooking up for them too ? could there be a lil smth mo ?
past sugar daddy !
coulda been a one date thing, coulda been a lil longer term. coulda flown to billie in the states, coulda had billie flown to her. a ton of possibilities, honestly, so just hmu if ur inch rested. doesn’t have to be male either, just gotta have the chaching
the sugar daddy !
honestly, i’ll love u so much if u bring him to us. here are some hcs, but nothing’s set in stone so let’s plot plot plot !
( you can view billie’s full biography here, taken connections here, more details on her personality here, and some random stats here ! im the excited new girl who’s hella pumped to meet all ur charas, katya ! pls feel free to hop in my ims or drop a like and i’ll hop in urs ! x )
hey babes ! just poppin in to say ill be on a semi hiatus for a couple of weeks just to get some irl stuff in order. imma be droppin the event threads, but i am so so so down to plot them out ! might take me a while b4 i slide in y'all dms but feel free to slide in mine !
as for the other older threads, i'll most probably be keeping the relatively new ones from closed starters but the rest'll be dropped so i can p much start anew once i'm fully back. again, pls just feel free to slide in my dms bc i luv da plots & if y'all would like text threads or to cook up something for billie n ur bab just hmu <33333
THERE IS AN EDGE TO YOLO’S grin upon hearing the stranger’s argument, a melancholic sigh escaping her coloured lips “monsters wear all types of masks and costumes to make themselves look normal enough to fit in” she whispers almost to herself, genuinely scared of spoiling the girl’s way to see the world. she knows about wolves dressed as sheeps; has studied the behavior and ultimately use her knowledge to her advantage, has written about them in stories and has seen them face to face in more than one occasion, knows they exist in every corner. but maybe, it is all about the law of attraction and the woman slurring her words gleefully in front of her will never have anything to worry about; she can only hope. a chuckle later after the other’s confession, the business owner breathes out heavily “i tend to get… dense after drinking, i’ve been told, sorry” she extends her hand for the other to take to help her get off the ground, teeth digging onto her lower lip “and i’m not nearly as smart as i claim to be, if that makes it easier. are you here alone?”
HAZEL EYES ARE FIXED on the skies above her, the twinkling lights the perfect company to the voice of the woman beside her. “ wha— why are you apologizing ? ” the word sorry pulls her out of it. because billie jean’s been with men who can talk for hours on end about things half as insightful as the stranger has. and if she’s endured those talks about things like equestrian etiquette among the one percent in fancy galas and auctions, they she can surely survive this one in a small town bonfire sans apologies. “ i still think you’re plenty smart, ” billie huffs as if the apologies were a disservice to her and not the other before throwing a smile back up the girl, her not-so-subtle non-verbal of saying i adore you. “ i came here with my friend lake, but we’re not like ... it’s not like a thing that we gotta be together together, yknow ? what about you ? ”
an eyeroll overtakes venice’s expression at billie’s comment, a shiver moving through her spine at the feeling of billie’s warm touch against her cool, drying skin. when she feels the grasp tighten and it causes a successful smile to grow, noticing how billie drinks her in without the need for subtleties. in that moment, venice envies that about her, admires that about her, but ultimately does not mirror it. she leans in close once more, this time to offer little space for words to float between them. “don’t say i never gave you anything, billie jean.”
SHE’S TOO HIGH off the kiss, off the picture-perfect movie-esque kiss to process the possibilities to come from it. as if foresight were ever a thing billie jean bothered herself with in the first place. “ i would never say that, venice, ” she mutters like a woman at the altar, every word filled to the brim with candor and awe, and still no ounce of it is pretense. because billie’s world relies completely on the fantasy, and the girl in front of her now seems more like dream-come-true than anything. “ honestly ? i just feel lucky enough to be here with you. ” the words come out in a light whisper, cheeks tinted pink to sell the image of reticence. her hands remain on the girl’s waist as she sways to the music on instinct, head moving to rest on the other’s shoulder. “ like, i dunno. i mean, you’re all wet and maybe you are a lil sad or whatever, but either way ... i’m like super stoked you’re here. ”
YOLOTL’S LIPS CURL UP triumphal, fingers playing with the bottle on her hands, balancing it as she shrugged slightly “me pointing out the flaws of something doesn’t make me a nonbeliever. it makes me a bigger fool” the businesswoman hinted, tongue on cheek, amused to no end by the match of wits she hadn’t experienced in a while. then, for once, yolotl listened to the other’s belief, nodding along every once in a while to let her know she was, in fact, listening, her features softening briefly. he could remember what it was like, believing in people freely and not having life fucking you over, her examples making her mirror the stranger’s chuckle, just because her laugh was infectious. “those are quite specific cases. how do you know none of those are also world class dicks? that neighbour could be one of those people who don’t put the seat down or that stranger could have double intentions” she raised a brow before shaking her head, grinning lightly “maybe you’re just sweet, and you attract nice people by nature.”
BUZZED ON THE LIQUOR and too giddy to think based on logic alone, the words maybe you’re just sweet ring loudly in her ears. “ i dunno, maybe they are secretly dicks. ” she considers after a few moments of silence, lower lip jutted out like the realization itself stings her from the inside. “ but like, doesn’t the fact that they were kind to me prove that they can be good ? like, i dunno, maybe since they’re not dicks to some people, they can be not dicks to more people in general if given the chance. ” billie can feel the liquor course through her body, as if it controlled her words more than she did ; the deep thinking forcing her to raise a white flag in surrender. “ shit. honestly, babe, i might be a little too drunk for this. ” she plops down on the ground as gracefully as she could, and billie looks up at the stranger as soon as she can. partly because she wants to save face, but mostly because she is completely helpless and at the mercy of whoever this woman is. every word off her mouth demands billie’s full attention, makes her rethink all that she knows, resigned to the fact that the best she can do is to not embarrass herself. “ and you’re, like, too fucking pretty and obviously so fucking smart i can’t look at you any longer without blushing like an idiot. ”
‘‘ITS NOT YOUR ICE CREAM PLACE, but i told you i’d see you again eventually.’‘ hand runs along his newly shaven head, forgetting he.. well, didn’t have any hair. damn this was going to be a little rough. edgar slides her a cup with a nod. ‘‘how you doin’ princesa?’‘
AS IF THE USUAL WEREN’T ENOUGH, billie’s boldness just get evidently worse when there’s alcohol in her system. “ have i ever told you i got a thing for bald men ? ” cue the sign that says daddy issues in bright colorful neon. she teases the words with a little wink, hand moving to take the cup he slid in her direction. “ i’m doin’ good ! doin’ great ! ” doin’ drunk, she forgets to add. “ but it definitely suits you, papi. was it, like, an impulsive choice for the bonfire or something ? ”
“don’t look to your left, but that women has been following me around for half the night.” westen told the other as they sat at one of the benches. “every single time i get some sort of alcoholic drink she takes it away from me.” the twenty three year old pouted folding his arms across his chest. “i’m a man of few words but i just want to get drunk and not have to deal with this shit.”
@shstarters
BILLIE TRIUMPHS AGAINST the urge to chortle at the boy’s comments, instead loops her arm with his and walks them toward the bar. “ well, lucky you i’m here, right ? ” because evasion’s her expertise, and billie’s face might as well be up on a gigantic billboard that says your issues don’t exist if you ignore ‘em ! “ come on, westen baby, i hate seeing you frown ! you’re like too goddamn cute for that. ” she clinks her glass against his, taking on the role of his fairy godmother, except instead of a blue dress and a carriage, billie comes with the promise of shots and a blissful drunken state when the clock strikes twelve.
Following Billie’s lead, Ellie followed her in the dance. With her words, she couldn’t help but laugh and roll her eyes. “I’m just an indecisive person, okay? You can’t fault me for that, I just enjoy making people happy.” She pointed out with a raise of her eyebrow. At the mention of chugging drinks, Ellie let out another laugh. “Gosh. I haven’t done anything like that since college. It’s like you’re trying to push me back to my younger years. I can guarantee that you will win, so why don’t just hit me with that dare now?”
HER EARS PERK UP at the mention of college, an impressed little hum escaping her lips. “ see, babe, you got more advantage than you think ! like, me ? i’m like a total lightweight and i didn’t even go to college. ” she says like it’s a brag, because in the moment soaked in liquor and lake water, she actually believes it to be. “ and if ya like making people happy so much then— ” billie hiccups like a lady sans grace. “ then please, ellie, baby, make me happy, and let’s play the game ! ” she spins around to face the small crowd they seem to have gathered, like moths to billie’s loud-mouthed flame. she grabs two full bottles from the cooler and places them on the table, stance low and ready like a player on the field. “ after three, okay ? one. two. three ! ” she yells a little too tipsy and lost in her own little game, rushing to grab the drink and start chugging, uncertain ( and partly uncaring ) if the brunette’s following her lead.
tables turning or not, venice remembers their first interaction well. whatever surprise she had found at billie’s request could now be offered to billie when it’s returned. venice is smiling widely as she half listens, only to eventually shake her head left and right, getting closer and closer. “stop - asking - so many - questions,” she says and closes the gap between them by placing a kiss to billie jean’s lips.
THE MUSIC SWELLS in her imagination, a big romantic flourish as fireworks lit up from behind her. she got the almost and the shut up kisses all from the same girl, and the feeling of pride’s just as good if not better than the lips that prove to be as soft as they seem. despite the thrum of her pulse and the warmth bubbling inside her, bilie gently pulls away. because romcoms aren’t r-rated, and she wouldn’t dare tarnish the moment by shoving a tongue down the girl’s throat. instead, she keeps her hold on her waist, and their faces as close as can be without touching. “ i’d ask a question but i was told not to, ” she manages to breathe before her bottom lip’s caught between teeth ; her hands tighten their grip unconsciously, and her eyes stay glued to venice’s mouth, practically begging her to take the lead. one look at the girl post kiss and she immediately reconsiders her decision. because it’s a bonfire and they’re drinking, and she’s beautiful and she kissed her. while it’s far from the norm for romance films to be indecent, billie figures she wouldn’t completely mind if hers end up in the shelves behind the curtain.
“you hitting on me, bills?” cosima smirked as did a slow spin on her heels. she could always count on billie to notice her outfits. the other woman was one of the savvier thrifters in town. “it’s from the new inventory i just brought in from brooklyn. you should stop by soon. got some cute shit.” the brunette suggested as she started walking down the paved path. “haven’t seen you in the store in a bit. been up to anything fun?”
SHE PUMPS UP HER BROWS like it’s a sufficient response to the teasing, because when is billie jean ever not flirting ? “ oh, y’know the usual. still wearing the shit out of that vintage jacket i got from you a few months back, and telling everyone that you’re my fashion icon. ” she spews compliments like she’d implode if she didn’t, as if pleasing people were a matter of life and death. “ what about you, babe ? other than finding that cute shit from brooklyn, how’ve you been ? ”
Ellie just continued to sway to the music as she had her drink in her hand. Her eyes stayed on the other as she spoke. “Fantastic!” She said with a chuckle, knowing that she was doing great and seemed to be having a fun time while here. “I’m here. I’m having a decent enough time.” She flashed her a smile while bringing her cup up as if saying ‘cheers’ and taking a sip of her drink.
THERE WAS NEVER A CEREMONY of any kind that crowned billie jean the queen of entertainment, yet she takes on the role as if it were birthright. the words decent enough stirs something in her — a vivid reminder to fulfill her self-appointed mandate. “ decent enough ? come on, babe, we can do better than that ! ” she takes the girl’s hand to lead them in a dance, all goofy and silly and completely billie. “ if i ask you what you wanna do to turn decent enough into fucking amazing, you’re probably just gonna say whatever i want, so i’m saying we should chug the rest of our drinks like we’re in a college movie. loser gets to do a dare they can’t refuse. are you in, gorgeous ? ”
about to turn away, tipsy venice can’t resist the beckoning nature of billie jean. she turns back toward her and takes a setp closer with every word until her free hand has an index finger to her chest, giving the girl a little tap with every adjective. “energetic, talkative, optimistic, affectionate, pretty, lively, eccentric, caring, flirty, and the list goes on,” she tells the fellow blonde. “— but you have to work for the other two hundred and… thirty eight, billie jean.”
A FINGER’S RAISED to call for patience, and the moment evokes their first meeting only now the tables have turned. “ you’re wet. ” billie jean lets an eyebrow raise and a light curve of her lips be the most of her teasing, before she makes quick work of grabbing her towel from her bench and moves to wrap it ‘round venice’s shoulders. maybe she’s been spending too much time with lake. heard the word energy one too many times that she can’t help but feel like there’s something shifted with the other girl, that there’s something off about her. but far be it from billie jean to poke ‘round sensitive matters. instead, she just narrows her gaze, sidesteps back to the front so she’s facing the blonde. “ you sure you having a good time there, babe ? ” she pulls her wet hair out from under the towel and lets her hands rest gently on the girl’s shoulders, completely convinced there’s something different. then again, it might just be the alcohol talking.
lake stares at billie like she can’t figure out what wires would have to be connected in the brain to produce the string of words that leave her friend’s mouth. she’s a PROUD MOM friend in terms of sunscreen, but doesn’t want to get all sappy on billie jean and tell her that she’s hoping to have her around for a long time and that it’s why she offers such practicalities despite their anything-but-practical friendship. she slowly lets her head fall to the side, looking up at billie from under her lashes with a pout. “if i fail, babydoll, will you break my legs with a log to get the job done?” she asks, as if the wiring has suddenly come together, and somehow it always does, to be able to speak to billie on the personal level that hits home.
“ BABE, I WOULD NEVER ! ” she exclaims as if the joke flew right over her head, jaw dropping to sell the gag but her grin betrays her. “ if you fail, i am taking over your tinder and will get you a goddamn magic wand. hitachi, okay, not like, harry potter or some shit, because i care about your energies, ” the last word’s slurred and said teasingly, sticks her tongue out to poke fun at her friend’s reasoning. “ seriously though, no plans for you ? no one you specifically wanna see in a bikini ? or in trunks ? or, y’know, wearin’ nothing ? ”
the sight in front of her, bearing similarities to that of a kicked puppy, would be heartbreaking enough to melt anyone, make them cower in shame to have been the cause of the hurt and confusion so visible in billie’s eyes. but avery wasn’t just anyone. to her downfall, she was stubborn, ignorant and a master at holding a grudge. even she knew she was being absurd, but it was too late to turn back now, she had to commit to the act because god forbid she ever admit she was wrong or even overreacting. “i’m not fucking mad. it just sucks to see you throw yourself at anyone who so much as looks in your direction while you avoid me the entire night. do you crave attention that bad? or is this just your attempt at making me jealous?” god, she really should’ve stopped while she was ahead.. feeling like a second choice wasn’t something she was used to. that, paired with the amount of alcohol she had consumed that evening would be her excuse for blowing up over such a small and trivial thing in the morning.
SHE HAS TO STEEL HERSELF before speaking, and a sharp's inhale rendered a necessity lest she come apart at the seams. “ i wasn’t avoiding you, ave, i— ” the hand that lifts is weighed back down, lips pursing in an effort to plant feet on the ground. “ i would've spent the entire day with you if i knew you wanted me to. ” she says it because it's true, but the truth isn't always exclusive. and the truth is that billie would've done the same for venice, or for ellie, or for soren or savannah. but another truth is that her instinct to please and pamper is only a means to be pleased and pampered herself. while avery's bark shoves her into a cower, its bite marks her deep. punctures more than just skin, and it echoes in her a soft chant that says i want you. that in a town chock-full of admirers, avery wants her. so billie ignores the discomfort, and braves one more try. she places the food beside the brunette and puts a bit of distance between them. her bottom lip’s pushed out in a pout, hazel eyes coyly avoiding blue. “ i really didn’t mean to ruin your night, avery. ”
“Hey, sexy laddddy.” Ellie called out when seeing Billie. She had been jamming out to the music. A few drinks in her system but nothing too crazy, just enough to let the music flow through her and for her to have some fun and let loose. “Don’t worry, I’m not drunk this time.” She said with a laugh after she danced her way over towards the blonde. “Are you having a great time? Can I get you anything?” @billiejeaned
SWAYING HIPS MEET the concordant beats of the song, and billie twirls in an instant when she hears the girl's voice. “ oh my god, ellie ! ” she makes quick work of shortening the gap between them, four paces forward to meet the brunette in between. “ i’m good, babe. i’m great ! ” she’s buzzed is what she is, speech and dancing the freest ellie has probably seen her. “ what about you, doctor timmes ? you having a good time ? ”
