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[raevingmadness]

Requests!!!

Requests are open. Honestly I’m begging for them.

I will write for Billie Eilish, Chappell Roan, Olivia Rodrigo, Reneé Rapp, Regina George (2024), majority of MCU characters

Will take smut, fluff and angst requests!!!

Any reader is fine!!

Pls give me stuff to write😭🙏🙏

[raevingmadness]

Can u plssss make a autistic male reader who is over stimming and Billie helps him

😜😜😜

So sorry this took so long😭😭 I got locked out of my account for ages 💔💔

Billie Eilish x Autistic!male!reader

•Fluff•

Warnings: overstimulation

I’m proud of you.

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Going to events with Billie was a blessing in some ways, a curse in many others. Being admired and seen with his girlfriend was always one of Y/N’s proudest moments. Usually guys showed their girlfriend’s off but it really felt the other way round majority of the time. A big problem with red carpets? Overstimulating as hell. The flashing lights, the shouting, the clothes that really shouldn’t be worn by any human ever. It was far too much all at once.

When the night started Y/N shook himself off, reassuring himself he’d be fine. Billie was completely understanding when he decided to listen to music in the car rather than speak to her. Settle down, keep steady, get through it. That’s all he had to do tonight. They stepped out of the car and it started. Y/N hesitantly tucked his headphones away and followed Billie down to the carpet. He reached for her hand, giving a gentle squeeze. Billie squeezed back just as soft. “Starting okay?” She checked in. He gave a small nod. “Starting okay.” He confirmed.

When they walked onto the carpet and the cameras began flashing, he winced. How did people do this all the time? He clumsily reached out for Billie’s hand. She grasped it firmly, rubbing her thumb against his knuckles. The cameramen were demanding. “To the left!” “To the right!” “Hold her waist!” “Face forward some more!” “Come on, focus! Over here!” The demands didn’t stop. Y/N squeezed Billie’s hand again and she knew exactly what it meant. Paparazzi yelled and groaned in annoyance as the couple rushed off quickly. “Too much there?” She asked as they walked through to the event. “I’m sorry,” he cracked his knuckles, flapping his hands against his thighs. “You should’ve gotten more photos out there.” Billie immediately shook her head. “It’s fine. Wasn’t going to let you get overstimulated, you wouldn’t last the night.” He bit down on the tip of his tongue, giving a small nod.

“Oh god.” He muttered, feeling his heart in his throat. Way too many people. He could feel the heat of the lights against his back, the stress clawing at his throat and the constant thump of his hands against his thighs. “You’re alright. Just gotta get to our seats, they’re in the corner.” Billie spoke softly, her reassurance swallowed up by the hustle and bustle of the event. Billie reached for Y/N’s hand, frowning when he sharply pulled away. “Don’t touch me.” He firmly shook his head, eyes fixed forward. “Oh right. Sorry, baby.” She murmured. She walked behind him. Not touching, nor questioning, nor judging. She was just there.

They sat down. The seats were in the corner. Corners were nice, somewhere not many people would notice them and come to bother the couple. However, in a place like this, it just felt crowded. Y/N put his head down, heart pounding in his ears. “I can hear everything.” He murmured, covering his eyes with his hands. Y/N shrugged off his blazer and ripped off his tie in a hurry. Why was it so hot? His knee jerked under the table, his hands flapping, occasionally knocking against his head. “Okay- baby, no. Stop.” Billie knew she couldn’t grab him and stop him, he’d freak out. She looked around. What could she do?

“Baby, can you focus on me? I know it’s difficult but just for two seconds,” She put a hand on the table, moving it left to right to get his attention. He focused on her hand, not anywhere close to being capable of making eye contact. “Good. We can go into the hallway. No one’s there, it’s dark.” She explained. Her pale blue eyes glistened with concern as his knuckles caught against his temple. He stood up and Billie quickly got to her feet too. She lead the way, kindly asking people to step out of the way.

Once they were in the hallway, she sat down on the floor. Y/N sat beside her. Still stimming, still overstimulated. It wasn’t as warm here. There was a storage room open somewhere, allowing a breeze to flow through. Billie closed the door, muffling the booming sounds of celebrities gossiping. Billie took off one of her necklaces. “Can you stim with this instead, baby? I don’t like you hurting yourself like that.” She was practically whispering. Y/N took the necklace from her. He wrapped the chain around his wrist, fiddling with the blohsh. Billie let out a sigh of relief. “Can I touch you?” She requested, tone still gentle. He shook his head. Billie nodded. “That’s okay.”

Even as people settled on the other side of the wall and began to receive awards, Billie refused to move. She waved off someone calling her to her seat. She had something more important than an award. “Thank you.” Y/N whispered, still focused on Billie’s necklace. Billie’s eyes widened as he spoke. They’d been sat in silence for the past half an hour. “Anything you need, babe. I’ve got you.” She smiled. Y/N smiled at the floor, sliding his hand against Billie’s. Not quite holding her, simply ghosting his fingertips across her rings. “I don’t think I can go back in.” He admitted, smile faltering. Billie nodded slowly in understanding. “We can go home.” She decided as she stood up. Y/N stood up with her. “But your award-“ he began. “They can mail it to me or some shit.” Billie shrugged as she lead the way out of the stuffy building. “Cmon, I wanna get out of this dress.” Billie held out her hand, grinning triumphantly as Y/N held onto her.

The car ride was calm. It was perfect. Rain began to patter against the windows, tapping faintly against the glass. “Finishing okay?” Billie asked, watching him sway the blohsh from side to side. “Finishing…alive.” He hummed, his lips twitching into a small smile. “Well I’m glad,” Billie laughed, letting out a dramatised sigh of relief. “I’m proud of you for coming with me, for trying. It’s all I can ask for.”

“Thank you, baby.”

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[elvisomar]

[bizarreaizen]

real homies respect trans people! /gen

[raevingmadness]

can you do billie eilish x fem reader angst/fluff where they have a fight and billie apologises ;)

Billie Eilish x fem!reader

‼️warnings‼️: arguing, angst, fluff, neglect, swearing, shouting

Did I cross the line?

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Dating Billie was one of the best things to happen to you. She was caring and kind, not to mention she always had a way to lighten up a tough situation. Typically, Billie was a clingy and affectionate girlfriend. Unfortunately, she had a habit of getting caught up in her work. She pushed herself to burn out for the sake of her fans. With tour taking up majority of her time, as well as the time she spent in the studio, you’d begun to drift apart. Despite your best efforts to set up date nights and time together, Billie rarely wanted to go along with it. She was either working or too tired from working. Billie’s exhaustion had tension in the home crackling. Each comment, each request was a new tick in the time bomb.

When Billie returned home, wordlessly showering and getting into bed, you made an attempt to communicate. “You know, we haven’t been on a date for a while-“ You cleared your throat, fiddling with a pillow on your lap. “You don’t need to remind me.” Billie said sharply, eyes burning into yours as she turned to face you. “Well I thought you forgot. You’ve been busy, maybe it slipped your mind.” You tried a soft tone, trying to make her realise you weren’t attacking her. “What are you trying to imply? That I don’t care about you?” She scoffed, getting defensive already. Your eyes widened and you shook your head. “When did I say that?” You scoffed in disbelief. It was so hard talking to her lately. “It was implied.” Billie murmured, picking at her nails. “It wasn’t. Maybe listen to me for once? You’ve barely looked at me for a month.” You said, voice taking on a sharp edge.

Billie’s darkened with annoyance, the silver moonlight highlighting the spark burning in her gaze. “Barely looked at you? Dramatic. You’re constantly on my mind-“ Billie spoke. “The back of your mind more like.” You rolled your eyes, leaning back against the headboard. “Well I have a career I’m trying to keep alive. Don’t be spoilt.” Billie’s anger rose, the spark in her eyes rising to a flame of annoyance. “I’m not being spoilt. Maybe I want my girlfriend to acknowledge me!” You shouted, hitting your knuckles against your palm for emphasis. “You’re stressing me out.” She rubbed her temples, closing her eyes as her breathing became jagged. “I’m stressing you out? I’m trying to communicate with you! I want you to know that you’re hurting me.” You shook your head in disbelief. This wasn’t the Billie you’d fallen in love with. “Maybe you should keep it to yourself.” She shrugged, staring up at the ceiling.

You couldn’t believe Billie. Her lack of care, the bitterness in her voice, the way she refused to meet your eyes. She couldn’t be more different from the woman you’d fallen for. You hiccuped, tears burning your eyes. “Billie, look at me.” You gritted your teeth. She stared up blankly at the ceiling. “Billie.” You repeated, firmly this time. “What?” She shouted. Her tone was sharp, cold. Her eyes were burning flames of annoyance, glowing a cold flame in the moonlight. Her voice cut through you, breaking through your last wall of defence. A choked sob left your lips. “Why are you acting like this? Did you fall out of love with me?” You asked shakily, gripping at the pillow as an attempt to ground yourself.

Hearing the sobs and the accusations made Billie’s flame of annoyance flicker. Hesitantly, she turned to face you. She melted. “What? no- no I haven’t fallen out of love.” She shook her head, reaching for your hand. You hiccuped, flinching away from her touch. “What’s been with you lately? I know you’ve been working a lot but you haven’t made a single attempt to show me affection, to look at me even.” You questioned between sobs. “Baby, I’ve just been tired-“ “that’s not an excuse!” You cut her off. Billie flinched, anxiously playing with her rings. “Did I cross the line?” She whispered. You nodded, tears burning down your face. She made a shaky attempt to reach for your hand again. “I’m sorry. I’ve been exhausted, I’ve been stressed. I thought every time I’d speak to you I’d be so tired I’d snap.” She admitted. “Like tonight?” You tried to swallow the bitter tone. “Like tonight.” She confirmed, wincing slightly. “You could’ve- should’ve communicated that.” You said firmly. Billie nodded, looking ashamed. “I should’ve. I truly am sorry.” Her words softened, hand sliding into yours.

“It was just hard for me to work so much and then any time I got time to myself to recharge, you wanted to go out. I was too tired to go out for a date, get interrupted by paparazzi and have to act happy about it. I should’ve told you, I was stupid.” She shook her head, wiping away her tears. You gave her hand a gentle squeeze. “Just, communicate next time. Please.” You sighed, settling your breathing to speak to her properly. “I will. I’m so so sorry for hurting you.” She said, kissing your knuckles affectionately. You let a smile crack through your saddened expression. “Maybe take a moment away from the studio? If you can’t get away from tour, remove some other stress from your life.” You suggested. She took a moment to think before nodding. “I’ll text Finneas. We can take a break from new stuff.” She agreed.

As emotions settled, tears wiped away and apologies spoken and accepted you were both able to relax. Billie pulled you into her embrace, peppering you with kisses and mumbling apologies. “Next time I act like an ass, just shout at me.” She joked, stroking her thumb against your cheek. “If you pull this shit again, I’ll do more than shout.” You snickered, kissing the tip of her nose. “I’d deserve it.” She murmured, pulling you into a kiss. Her arms caged your body against her own. “I truly am sorry for the way I acted.” She whispered. You gave a small nod of acknowledgement. “It’s okay, Billie. I know you didn’t mean to hurt me.”

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[raevingmadness]

Tour bus

Billie Eilish x afab!reader

‼️18+ content‼️

‼️Warnings: fingering, oral, use of strap, switch!Billie, Switch!Y/N, referring to strap as cock/dick‼️

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It was well known that Billie’s love language was physical touch. She was especially clingy with Y/N, her partner. When they were together, Billie was on her lap, in her arms or holding onto her shirt. Now Billie was out on tour, it was hard for her to go such long amounts of time without the love of her life by her side. When Y/N finally had the opportunity to fly out to join her for about a week or two on tour, Billie was over the moon. Finneas wouldn’t let her go more than five seconds without being teased about her clingy behaviour.

Sure, there was the sweet side of Billie Y/N got to see when they reunited. The giddy smile, the hugs, the kisses. But best believe as soon as they got a moment alone, a whole new side to Billie came out. Not clingy Billie, needy Billie.

She was all over her girlfriend, kissing and squeezing her as they stumbled onto the tour bus. The couple didn’t even make it to the bed. Billie had her partner pinned beneath her on the couch. “Billie, baby, you’re being pushy.” Y/N breathed out as her shirt was thrown across the room and Billie’s hands moved around her back to unclasp her bra. “‘M sorry, babygirl. Just missed you s’much.” She murmured between hasty kisses to Y/N chest. “Shit-“ the taller girl gasped as the singer’s lips closed around her nipple. Billie moaned against Y/N’s soft skin. She’d missed that sound, that breathy moan she was always able to coax out from her girl.

As Billie moved closer, swirling her tongue around Y/N’s nipple, the shape of something familiar became clear in her shorts. “Fuck. You’ve been shopping without me, hm?” She breathed out. Billie smirked as she took off her own shirt and threw it on the floor. “Mhm, I kept you in mind.” She purred. She hooked her fingers into the waistband of Y/N’s shorts, tugging them down. She bowed her head down, nipping at her thighs and soothing the marks with kisses or gentle licks. “Stop teasing, I haven’t seen you in like a month.” The woman whined. “I know, ‘m sorry. Just so happy to have you back, I wanna appreciate you.” Billie breathed out as she began sliding Y/N’s panties down her legs.

Billie spread Y/N’s legs slowly. “You’re so wet already.” She observed, sliding her finger against the girl’s slit teasingly. Her hips bucked at the sudden touch. “I can’t help it.” She pouted. “Oh I know, baby.” Billie hummed, sliding a finger into her partner slowly. She bit her lip, almost moaning at the way Y/N’s lips parted in a soft breath of pleasure. Billie kept her mouth busy, kissing her girlfriend’s thighs as she eased a second finger into her dripping heat. “Oh my god-“ Y/N gasped, brows creasing as she moaned a little louder. Billie ducked down, flicking out her tongue to tease Y/N’s clit. The singer closed her eyes, happily listening to the sounds escaping Y/N’s mouth.

When she got close, Billie withdrew. She giggled at her girlfriend’s pout and pathetic panting. “Just hold on, baby.” Billie soothed as she pushed down her shorts and boxers. Y/N almost gasped at the sight of the strap Billie was wearing. “Holy shit. Will that-“ she began. “It’ll fit, honey.” Billie stated confidently, trying to slide a layer of reassurance on her tone. Billie brought her partner into needy kisses, not yet filling her the way she wanted. “Billie, I want your cock.” Y/N whispered, knowing exactly what to say to get what she wanted. Billie gasped at her girlfriend’s whisper. She kept Y/N pinned to the couch, hand sliding between them so she could line up the strap. Y/N gripped onto the shorter girl’s shoulders, preparing herself for the initial stretch.

Both women were panting messed as Billie got to work. Each thrust made Y/N whimper and Billie moan. “Good job, babygirl. You’re doing so well for me.” Billie cooed as she pushed her fingers through Y/N’s hair. Their kisses became quick and needy, something to cover up the sounds they couldn’t stop themselves from making. Billie’s hand moved under the other woman’s knee, lifting the her leg so she could fuck the strap deeper into her pussy.

With each thrust becoming deeper and stronger, Y/N couldn’t stop herself from a particularly loud moan escaping her lips. Billie would have to pay the tour bus driver extra. Poor guy.

Billie hated to admit it, but she didn’t know if she could keep up. Her thrusts were becoming sloppy. She usually had more stamina than this but after a concert, it was hard to remain dominant and rough for such long periods of time. Y/N noticed Billie’s fatigue and cupped the dark haired girl’s face in her palms. “Let me ride you, Bils.” She whispered. Billie nodded dumbly, a shiver rolled down her spine as she pulled out.

Y/N straddled Billie’s lap, grabbing the strap and lining it up to her drooling cunt. “Look at me.” She whispered. Billie’s attention was instantly grabbed, her eyes locking with her partner’s. Billie bit her lip, watching as her lover slid down onto the strap. Y/N’s moans were shameless as she began riding. Billie couldn’t help herself, grabbing and squeezing the woman’s tits as she bounced on the strap. “Oh fuck- ‘m gonna cum!” Y/N gasped, nails digging into the shorter woman’s shoulders as she bounced up and down. “Good girl, baby. Cum for me- fuck- cum on my dick, baby.” Billie panted, able to steady her shaky hands enough to grab her partner’s hips and slam her up and down on the fake cock.

Y/N’s head fell forward, face buried in the crook of Billie’s neck. She was a whining, whimpering mess as her entire body shivered with pleasure. She murmured something, words slurred and quiet. Billie rubbed her hands soothingly up and down her girl’s sides. “What was that, baby?” She whispered. “Love you, Bils.” Billie smiled at the soft, shaky tone. “Love you too, babygirl.”

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[raevingmadness]

.~*Valentines Day*~.

Billie Eilish x afab!reader

‼️18+ content‼️

‼️Warnings: use of ‘mommy’, strap-on, oral, oral fixation, outside s3x, bottom!Billie, Top!reader‼️

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The dirt road sounded gritty and dusty beneath the tires. The truck bumped gently up the hill, engine humming softly. “Are we even allowed up here?” Billie questioned as a gate came into view. “Wouldn’t direct you here if we weren’t.” Y/N spoke with a playful snark, stepping out of the car for a moment to unlock the gate and push it open. She let Billie through before bolting the gate shut again.

As they drove to the top of the hill, Y/N gently stroked Billie’s thigh, gentle enough to be affectionate but lingering enough to suggest something below the surface. “You can go stand by that tree, lemme park.”Y/N told her, nodding to a tree just off the path. Billie hopped out of the truck, obediently moving to wait by the tree, leaning against the bark. She watched her partner park, a soft smile on her lips. Y/N opened up the truck bed where pillows and blankets had been laid out. She gestured for Billie to follow as she got into the truck bed, settling down.

the girls laid down together, eating snacks and taking sips of each other’s drinks. The sun began to set, casting a romantic mix pink and orange hues over their faces. “It’s beautiful.” Billie breathed out, lips parting slightly in awe at the sight. “I’m glad you like it.” Y/N stroked her hair gently as Billie rested her cheek against her shoulder. The beams of sunlight began to dance between the silhouettes of buildings as the sun sunk lower. Billie let out a soft gasp as she felt lips on her neck. She let out an appreciative hum, feeling a hand slide under her shirt.

“Happy Valentine’s Day, Billie.” Y/N hummed against her lips, tongue sliding into Billie’s parted lips. The kiss was passionate dripping with love and appreciation. Billie slowly allowed herself to fall back into the pillows set out on the truck bed, her girlfriend leaning over to access her lips. Their kiss grew needy, Billie feeling heat build in her abdomen. The pop star settled herself in the blankets and pillows, lifting her arms so her shirt could slide over her head. She clumsily unclasped her bra, discarding it blindly, not noticing as it went over the side of the truck into the grass. She gasped as lips instantly attached to her nipple. The wind brushed against them, making Billie shiver, goosebumps sliding down her arms. The dark haired girl let out pathetic whines as Y/N teased her bud, licking and sucking just enough to get her excited.

She watched with parted lips as Y/N kissed down her body. She lifted her hips, helping her shorts ease down her legs. “Fuck- don’t tease.” She whined as two digits firmly pressed against her panties. “You’re not in a place to make orders.” Billie pouted at that, helplessly bucking her hips. “Please…please, mommy.” She gasped. “That’s the magic word.”

Billie squirmed as her underwear rolled down her legs. It wasn’t long before those perfect lips she adored so much were pressed to her clit, soft licks rolling through her folds. She gasped, arching her back. She shivered at the cold metal of rings pressing against her hips to keep her still. She spread her legs slowly, squirming as her partner forced her down, devouring her like she was her final meal. She moaned as Y/N slid two fingers into her drooling pussy. “Oh~ there…mmph! Like that…” she breathed out, letting her head fall back against a plush pillow placed perfectly behind her. “Right there, mommy.” She whimpered as the fingers curled in the perfect way, hitting her g-spot. Billie moaned, listening to the wet sounds of her lover’s fingers pumping in and out of her heat. She could feel her heart rate pick up, feel her breathing become ragged and form pathetic pants. “No…” she whined as her girlfriend pulled away completely. She bit her lip, watching as she licked her fingers clean. “C’mere, baby.” Y/N grabbed Billie’s wrist, pressing her palm to her jeans. Her pants had ridden down, revealing the black harness she wore. Billie’s breath hitched, though she couldn’t tell if it was nerves or excitement.

She sat up, hands shaky as they undid the buttons and zipper of her girlfriend’s jeans. She nibbled at her lip, impatience clawing at her as she tugged the woman’s boxers down. “C’mere, honey. Gonna suck on it for mommy, hm?” The taller woman husked pushing Billie’s hair behind her ears. “Mhmm.” Billie nodded quickly, holding the base of the strap as she guided her lips around the tip. Y/N looked so elegant, so powerful. She was watching Billie with darkened eyes, sitting back, elbows resting on the edge of the truck bed. Billie slowly took more of the toy into her mouth, bobbing her head slowly as she rolled her tongue. Crickets chirped in the bushes nearby, the soft rustle of the wind passing through undergrowth and the sound of Billie’s teeth scraping the rubber paired with the slick sound of her spit created a lewd harmony, smothering the innocence of nature around the couple.

Billie was getting impatient, the feeling clawing in her abdomen. She rubbed her thighs together, slick sliding down her thighs. She bobbed her head, tongue stroking the underside of the toy as she pushed herself further. She squeezed her eyes shut, gagging slighting and gargling on her own spit. She let out a hum of gratitude as her partner pulled her off by her hair. She caught her breath, licking her lips and breaking the string of saliva hanging from her lips to the tip of the strap.“Lay down.” Y/N’s tone was husky, she was clearly as needy as Billie.

Billie scrambled to lay down, getting comfy on the blankets. She blushed, embarrassed by how wet she was as her girlfriend spread her legs. “Look at you…” she purred, gathering Billie’s arousal on her finger before licking it off. She lined up the tip of the strap with Billie’s pussy before she rolled her hips forward. Billie moaned, not even attempting to quiet herself. Her head tilted back, jaw dropping slightly. She moaned again as her lover slid her thumb into her mouth, the digit pressing down on her tongue. She sucked obediently, rocking her hips into each thrust. “Needy girl.” Her partner taunted, marking up her neck with hickeys, soothing the bruises with her tongue.

Billie would be embarrassed by how wet she was if it wasn’t so damn hot. She gasped, glancing down to watch the strap disappear into her, only to slide out covered in her arousal. She moaned at the sight, tilting her head back again and suckling on her girlfriend’s thumb. Each thrust made a lewd squelching sound, Billie’s wet pussy clenching around the toy. She pushed a hand down, rubbing her clit in quick circles. “Oh you’re that desperate? Gonna cum, baby?” Y/N husked, thrusts becoming deep and rough. Any attempt Billie made at speaking was muffled and gargled as her spit coated her partner’s digit. Her eyes rolled back, body shaking and eventually going numb as her climax hit her. She pulled her shaking hand from her clit, panting as her lover withdrew her finger from her mouth. “Easy, baby. Did so good f’me, honey.” Y/N soothed the shorter woman, stroking her hair. Billie listened to the words with a dopey smile, letting them envelop her in a comforting warmth. “Happy Valentine’s Day.” She mumbled lazily

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[raevingmadness]

Billie x reader:

Short because I don’t have much time to myself unfortunately 😭 just a short and sweet piece for Christmas. Merry Christmas to all those who celebrate!! xxx

Merry Christmas!

You awoke to Billie tapping your face. As gentle as the touch was, it was definitely urgent. “Babe?- what’s happening?” You pushed her hand away, rubbing your tired eyes. “It’s Christmas!” She exclaimed. You let out a soft chuckle and laid your head back on the pillow. “Merry Christmas, Billie.” You mumbled, letting your eyes droop closed. “Get up! We have presents to open!” She squealed, shaking your shoulder. “Just one sec-“

“I’ll get Shark.” She threatened.

“And I’m up!” You sat up quickly, eyes darting to the dog sat at the foot of the bed, ready to jump up and attack you with affection. Billie smiled, kissing your cheek. “If I’m getting up this early I deserve a proper kiss.” You stated, pulling her in. She hummed against your lips, gently rolling her thumb over your cheek. “Presents.” She whispered as she pulled away, blocking you from getting further distracted and scoring longer in bed. Rolling your eyes affectionately, you followed her downstairs.

The scent of Christmas candles was bordering on overbearing as you sat down in the living room. Billie sat herself in your lap, sucking on a candy cane. “Where did you get that?” You questioned her, brows furrowing. You couldn’t recall ever buying candy canes. “Don’t worry about it.” Billie shrugged as she reached for the first present. “You’re like an elf.” You snorted.

“What?” She whipped around, candy cane hanging loosely from her perfect lips. “Short and full of Christmas magic.” You teased. Billie let out a loud laugh, eyes widening. She hit your shoulder, gentle enough to be affectionate but hard enough to scold you for the cheeky insult. “Okay, grinch, open your presents.” She muttered.

The next few minutes were spent joyfully. Teasing, jokes, grinning at presents. Billie would pepper kisses over your face each time she received a present she was particularly happy with. Shark was making a mess of wrapping paper as he ripped apart the presents you and Billie spoiled him with. “Do you think he’s aware he’s Billie Eilish’s dog?” You questioned as you watched him trip over a chew toy, only to bark at it like it had purposely attacked him. “I don’t think he knows he’s alive.” Billie laughed as she leaned back into your chest. You chuckled, wrapping your arms around her waist. “I love you.” You mumbled against her neck, pressing a few soft kisses to her skin. She moved her fingers gently through your hair. “I love you too. Merry Christmas, baby.” She hummed, kissing the top of your head. “Merry Christmas, Billie.”

[raevingmadness]

Dating Reneé Rapp would include:

-tripping over her when she falls asleep on the floor

-listening to her yap for hours on end as you both fall asleep after a long day

-making sure she doesn’t try to get into random fights when she drinks too much

-cuddling whenever either of you get too emotional (probably happens often)

-locating her around the house by following her singing

-getting dragged to musicals every few months

-literally best friends with her younger brother

-very very competitive game nights

-getting random tattoos with her

-having to calmly explain to her that ‘yes, it did sound like she was flirting with that girl’ but ‘yes, totally understood Reneé doesn’t actually want this random stranger she met five minutes ago’

-being her go-to for advice on her lyrics and music (she refuses to listen to straight men all day)

-shit talking everyone under the sun before you both peacefully roll over in bed

-having her eyes dig deep into your soul when she’s listening to you talk (she’s a REALLLY good listener guys) (she probably zoned out at some point)

-having to carry her away from random mothers on the street as she fusses over their babies (you will get your ear talked off about her wanting to have kids) (you will have to remind her you’re both young and need to focus on your careers)

-listening to her random ADHD rants and rambles

-no one letting you on their couch whenever you stay over at friend’s places

[raevingmadness]

Christmas with Billie!!!

-will insist that she goes on your shoulders to put the star on, even if the ladder is right THERE

-you won’t go a minute without hearing Christmas songs. Coming from the phone or from her

-will most likely fall asleep on you while watching Christmas movies

-‘helps’ you bake cookies (she’s sat there watching and complimenting you the entire time)

-cutest matching outfits

-she definitely spends a fortune on you. Adoresss spoiling her partner

-having Finneas and Claudia over for Christmas

-both of you spend an insane amount of money on gifts for Shark

-purposefully puts her cold feet on you in bed because she finds your reaction hilarious

-gets about 10x clingier with you. She tells you it’s because she’s cold but in reality she just loves spending the holidays with you

-if you’re not cuddling her, she’s following you around the house insisting you do so immediately

-sooooo many Christmas scented candles. The scent lingers in the house until March

[raevingmadness]

Autistic!Regina George headcanons

Autistic!Regina who set up her weekly rules so people will actually follow her schedules which give her so much comfort

Autistic!Regina who wears her ‘R’ necklace as a comfort item and won’t go anywhere without it (plus it’s good for stimming)

Autistic!Regina who’s really bad at social cues and therefore doesn’t realise she takes her teasing too far

Autistic!Regina who’s been masking since middle school

Autistic!Regina who’s constantly overstimulated at school, causing her to lash out at Karen and Gretchen

Autistic!Regina who has cheese fries at lunch everyday because she hates the texture of everything else school lunch provides

Autistic!Regina who secretly stashes away her hyperfixations because she doesn’t want people to think she’s a ‘geek’

Autistic!Regina who has breakdowns almost weekly due to masking for so long at school

Autistic!Regina who disguises her stimming as mocking others so people don’t judge her

Autistic!Regina who gets annoyed at teachers for scolding her for her echolalia