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AuDHD is so funny sometimes like what do you mean my hyperfixations/special interests will last for years on end or possibly forever but they will cycle out every month or two with absolutely no transitional period or warning. like i will think about the same topic every day obsessively for 46 days in a row and on the 47th day with no visible cause adhd brain goes "ok! bored of that now" and autism brain goes "dw i got something queued up for ya" and i blast into full blown obsession on some other topic whose mental file folders haven't opened in 9 months. brain's out here treating hyperfixations like a crop rotation. once the dopamine runs out it cycles in another one but once something's in the rotation it never ever leaves. last summer we brought in one from when i was 11. it's so funny to me but frustrating too bc like. i cannot stress enough my inability to predict or control this. or how completely abrupt and random it can be

jealous billie smut?

୨ৎ only girl. b.e

୨ৎ billie eilish x fem!reader

୨ৎ genre: smut and fluff

୨ৎ content: more sub top billie bc...yeah. oral (r recieving), jealousy, possesivness, fingering (r recieving), teasing

୨ৎ note: this request has been rotting away in my inbox and i know for a fact that you 100% wanted dom billie but idc <3 have some subillie bc i love her !! this is like half edited bc i got bored

the girl’s hand was on your waist before you had even noticed her walking across the room to you. by the time your eyes flickered down to where her hand rested, you could feel your girlfriend’s eyes burning into the back of your head from where she stood by the bar. she had given herself the task of getting drinks for the two of you, but you were well aware that was the last thing on her mind now.

you took the girl’s wrist, smoothly slipping it off your waist and giving her a look that would’ve told anyone else everything they needed to know. unluckily for you, this girl was either drunk off her face or just didn’t care. 

it made you uncomfortable—you hated the idea of flirting with anyone but billie, and you knew billie would get jealous. although, she was adorably desperate to make sure you knew she could please you best when she was jealous, so…maybe it wasn't all bad.

billie had always been jealous, you learnt that fact a few months into your relationship. it wasn’t in a destructive way, it was in a quiet way. she would effortlessly pull your attention away from anyone else, giving them a cold stare until they took the hint. she’d stay quiet, her jealousy bubbling below the surface until she finally got you somewhere private and that’s when it really came out. she was your only girl, she was the only one who could make you feel good, she was your whole world—and she knew it. she just needed to prove it.

“you know, i’d love to–”

“i’m taken.” your words were final, and billie’s hand sliding around your waist only solidified that fact. she didn’t say anything to the girl, simply used her hand on your waist to turn you towards her. it was always cute seeing her putting on that fake confidence—because you knew that if she spoke, she’d be stumbling over her words. 

you smiled at her, leaning closer to her to press a kiss to her lips, “hi, baby.” 

the girl from before—who had almost been totally forgotten—looked the two of you up and down before rolling her eyes and letting out a scoff, “whatever. you’re so boring.” 

you let her words pass through you as if she hadn’t even spoken, and you heard another soft scoff before the girl walked away. you felt billie’s hand on your waist noticeably relax as the two of you were left alone, a soft breath slipping from her lips. “god, i hate these parties.” 

she didn’t hate the parties, she hated seeing people all over you—and rightfully so. you were hers, and she was yours. no question about it. 

a breathy laugh left you as your lips brushed softly against her ear, “yeah? you know you’re my only girl, mhm?”

she hummed softly, her eyes darting around the party as if assessing something. it was crowded, loud, and the friends that the two of you were here with were nowhere to be found. “can we leave?” 

you nodded softly, a knowing smile painting your face, “why d’you wanna leave, sweet girl?” 

she sent you a look, and the slightly tense look of her shoulders and her furrowed brows told you everything you needed to know. there was a certain desperation in her eyes, silently begging you not to make her spell it out for you. she knew you knew why she wanted to leave, you were simply teasing her. 

you weren’t quite done with teasing her, so you brushed a strand of hair out of her eyes with a soft look in your eyes, “hm?”

her eyes stopped exploring the room, snapping back to yours with an undeniable look of utter desperation. she opened her mouth to speak, but no words came out. instead, she let out a soft, annoyed sigh, lacing her fingers with yours and pulling you towards the exit. 

you couldn’t help but giggle softly at her frustration—her jealousy was adorable. it wasn’t mean jealousy, it was desperate jealousy. her jealousy only made her want you more, and considering how obsessed with you she already was, that was saying something. 

she turned to glance at you as she tugged you towards the car,  “stop laughing at me.” she was clinging to her frustrated act, despite both of you knowing full well that she adored your teasing. “you know exactly why i want to leave.” 

you grinned at her, “of course i do. just want you to say it.”

she rolled her eyes, sending you a lighthearted glare, “you’re impossible.”

when you only winked in response, waiting for her to just admit it, she groaned, huffing softly. “fine. you know i’m jealous.” 

“cute,” you mused, continuing to prompt her teasingly. “and you want to go home so you can…?”

she sent you another irritated look, “so i can make sure your eyes are only on me.”

jealous and possessive.

“believe me, my eyes were never on her.” 

her lips twitched up into a barely noticeable satisfied smile, “and…never mind.” she trailed off, her eyes drifting to the floor. 

oh, no. that wouldn’t do. “and…?”

she didn’t respond, she just opened the car door and slipped into the driver's seat. you sighed, getting in the passenger seat and putting your hand over hers before she could reach for the handbrake, “billie.” you murmured, your voice soft but warning. “tell me.”

billie’s eyes drifted down to your hands, staying silent for a moment before speaking in a soft voice, “wanna make sure i’m the only one who can make you feel good.” 

the corner of your lips twitched up, “see, was that so hard?”

an unamused look was all you received, although you knew that deep down, she adored your teasing—you wouldn’t do it if she didn’t. “can i drive now?” 

“yeah, baby.” 

she wasted no time in reversing out of the parking space, starting the drive back to your house and not looking back at the club once. she was determined to get you home as soon as possible, to get you on your bed and her face between your thighs. 

it was late, so there wasn’t too much traffic on the roads. the sound of soft rain pattered on the roof of the car, making the lights shine in dotted patterns against the glass of the windows. your eyes traveled over to billie when the two of you were brought to a stop at a red light, the bright city lights from outside the car shining onto her skin her pale blue eyes fixed on the road ahead. 

you watched as her tongue darted out over her lips, and you knew that she was imagining everything she planned to do to prove she could make you feel better than anyone else ever could. you’d never doubted that, you honestly hadn’t even spared anyone else a single thought in the two years you’d been with billie. you simply liked seeing her hopeless desperation to please you when the jealousy took over.

billie’s jealousy was harmless, and had never once put your relationship at risk. she trusted you, and she knew that she was the only one on your mind. it was other people she didn’t trust, and she needed to make sure you knew she could please you best. more than anything, however, she needed reassurance. she needed reassurance that she was indeed the best, that she was doing a good job for you, that she was your good girl. 

the moment the light turned green, the car was speeding off again. you could practically see the way her mind was racing with thoughts of how she planned to engrave herself in your mind, make sure you never forgot how much pleasure she could bring you and how devoted to you she was. 

the drive was silent, an undeniable tension in the air—you both just wanted to get home and into the bedroom. once you arrived at your house, billie parked the car in the driveway and leaned over to unbuckle your seatbelt after undoing her own with a soft click. grabbing the back of your neck, she pulled slightly across the central console, your lips meeting in a hungry kiss as you let your hands thread through her hair. 

“god, you have no idea how hot you were at that party. you don’t even have to try, do you? everything you do just drives me wild.” her words came out breathlessly before she pulled you back in for another kiss, her tongue slipping past your slightly parted lips. 

when you pulled away from the kiss, she let out an impatient whine as she chased after your retreating lips. her eagerness made your lips twitch up into a subtle smirk, “inside.” 

she let out a soft huff of air, but she knew that going inside would get her what she wanted sooner. so she opened the car door at the same time as you opened yours, both of you rushing to the door to escape the rain. she fumbled around in her bag for her keys with shaky hands, so you found your own keys to unlock the door for her.

she practically shoved you inside, only for the two of you to be met with your dog, shark, barrelling into you as you removed your shoes. his tail was wagging and he was practically bouncing off the walls, like a kid on christmas. 

you crouched down to greet shark, patting his back and scratching behind his ears, “hi, my little baby shark. did you miss us?” 

you heard your girlfriend sigh, her voice coming out impatient, and you could tell she was trying to hold back a whine threatening to escape her throat. her arms were crossed over her chest, her foot tapping softly on the carpet. “baby…” 

you couldn't help the teasing smile that spread across your lips—she was so, so desperate, it actually made your heart race. “okay, okay,” you pressed a parting kiss to shark's forehead and muttered something about how you'd see him later. 

billie’s hand circled around your wrist, tugging you up the stairs before you could finish whatever you were saying to shark. when she reached your shared bedroom, she shoved you through the door and closed it behind you. you couldn’t recall a time where she’d ever been quite this desperate, and you felt your stomach twist as she let out a breathy sigh and a barely audible, “please.”

your breath hitched in your throat at the look in her eyes as she gazed at you, seeing the utter devotion that she wasn’t even trying to hide now that the two of you were alone. you suck in a soft breath, watching her quietly for a moment. 

“you need me?”

her eyes snapped up to meet yours, nodding frantically. she was silently pleading with you, begging for you to let her make you feel good. she needed you to reassure her that she was enough, that she could please you. she needed to be reminded that she was the centre of your universe. 

you walked backwards until you felt the back of your thighs hit the mattress of your bed, and you sat down on the edge, gesturing for her to come closer. she closed the distance between the two of you in a few short strides, standing between your legs and looking down at you as you sat on the bed. her hands were trembling slightly—it was barely noticeable, but you noticed it. you noticed everything about her, you always did. she reached out to trace her shaky fingers across your cheek in an almost reverent touch, your eyelashes fluttering against her fingertips. 

you leaned in, closing the gap between the two of you and feeling her practically melt in your arms. her hands slid down from your waist to your thighs, the tips of her fingers slipping under the waistband of your jeans, looking down at you with her big pleading blue eyes, an insatiable hunger burning within them. 

“please? let me?”

you nodded in response to her question, and she instantly pushed you back so you were propped up against the pillows. you pulled your shirt over your head as she gently pulled your jeans off your legs. you heard a barely audible whimper leave her lips at the sight of you in just your bra and panties—and while you didn’t comment on it, you allowed it to give your ego a little boost. 

first, she unclasped your bra and slipped the straps down your arms, discarding it on the floor by the bed. her lips latched onto your left nipple while her hand moved to squeeze and palm at your other boob. eventually, her lips trailed up from your breasts and to your neck, leaving a trail of love bites scattered behind her. the moment her lips were on your neck, she was sucking marks into your skin—marks that she knew you wouldn’t be able to hide. her voice was a soft whine, “mine.”

mine, mine, mine. 

she settled down between your legs, propping herself up on one elbow while she gently pushed your thighs apart. her hand moved to trace a soft line down your inner thigh, eventually slipping under the lace of your panties and sliding through your folds. you heard her moan at the feeling of how wet you were, and the fact that she was so turned on from just that made your heart skip a beat. 

she removed her finger, bringing it to her lips. you watched as her eyelashes fluttered and she moaned around her finger, and you felt yourself get impossibly wetter. she didn’t waste any time now that she’d tasted you, pulling your panties down your thighs and letting them fall to the side of the bed somewhere. her lips trailed up your inner thighs, her eyes permanently fixed on yours. attentive as always, she was watching your every reaction, every furrow of your brows and every inaudible breath that left your slightly parted lips. she’d always noticed every little detail, more than anyone else you’d ever met. it made you feel so…cared for. 

soon enough, her tongue darted out to lick a stripe up your folds, and you heard her whimper at the taste. her eyes shut briefly, her nose bumping against your clit before she sucked the sensitive bud into her mouth. her eyes were open once again, looking up at you as she took in the clear bliss on your face. your clear pleasure seemed to encourage her. 

soft moans spilled from your lips, “good girl.”

you watched as her eyes lit up with delight at the praise, a pleased murmur vibrating against your clit. her free hand snuck up to gently squeeze your breast, giving your nipple a teasing pinch. 

one thing you knew was that you’d never get over the way she always looked in between your legs—needy and desperate, she’d do whatever you wanted and more if it meant she got to touch you. she sucked particularly harshly on your clit, drawing a sharp gasp from your lips and causing her searching eyes to snap back up to yours. her brows were furrowed as she watched you for a moment, pausing her movements. her voice was laced with concern when she spoke, “was that…too much? sorry, was i– uh, i can—”

you cut her off by tangling your hands in her hair and gently pushing her face back down between your legs, “you’re doing perfect.”

at those words, you watched as her shoulders visibly relaxed and she dove back in, her tongue eagerly working at your center. her eyes fluttered shut this time—this was bringing her just as much pleasure as it brought you. she needed to make you feel good, she didn’t feel complete until you’d fallen apart around her. 

when your thighs closed slightly around her head, she used her hands to gently pry them open again, holding them in place as she ate you out. her nails dug gently into your skin, you knew they’d leave slight crescent indents in their place. 

your back arched up off the bed slightly at the pleasure, and you watched as her eyes flickered up to meet yours. 

“doing so good for me, baby. so perfect.”

her lips curled up into a smile, and her tongue darted out to lick between your folds again before she spoke, “you close?”

“so close.” 

at that, her lips returned to your clit and she slipped two fingers inside of you, curling them perfectly and coaxing moans from you that made her grind against the bed subtly. your breath hitched as her tongue flicked against your clit, “fuck… that’s it, baby. so good for me, my only girl.” 

those words were it—billie flicked her tongue against your clit again, curling her fingers inside you when you finally felt the tightly coiled spring inside of you snap, shockwaves of pleasure washing over you as you let your head fall back against the pillows. “billie–”

billie reveled in the pleasure written all over your face, continuing to eat you out to drag out your orgasm until your hips jerked away from her mouth. after leaving a gentle nip on your inner thigh and sucking a soft hickey there, she dragged herself up to join your lips together. her tongue slipped between your lips, letting you taste yourself as your hands travelled down to her waist and pulled her closer to you so she was straddling your hips. 

“see?” she murmured softly as she looked down at you from where she sat on top of you, “no one else can do it like i can.”

your lips twitched up into a smile and you leaned in to press another loving kiss to her lips, “oh, sweet girl. there was never any doubt. you’re my only girl, forever and always.”

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nah im just stuck on the fact that they called ISOPODS cringe 😭

i love how whenever something gets popular the underground tormented avant garde bloggers start becoming self conscious of liking it/finding it funny, and it eventually evolves into aggression towards it. doesnt matter what it is. unrelated but i saw someone call isopods cringe today

yeah so if i disappear randomly you know why!

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also this song is SO ADDICTING I CANT

ALBUM OUT 1ST AUGUST

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oh my god oh my GOD OH MY GOD IM OVULSTING RN I CANT DO THIS

i wanna have a cute lil sub in the passenger seat next to me during a road trip. a vibrator stuffed inside of her wet little hole, kept in by a tight pair of undies. no matter how much you squeeze your thighs closed, cross your legs, shift positions, you can't escape the feeling of those vibrations relentlessly buzzing inside of you. every time we pass a speed bump, it thrusts up into you a little bit and makes you whine. by the time we get to our destination, you've already cum a handful of times, got the car seat all wet and now have to walk to our hotel room with your slick running down your shaky thighs. so cute and sloppy and fucked out before we even start. all of that only to warm you up to take my strap the second we get in bed. should be so easy to just slide it in and fuck that needy hole.of yours

Summer is a great concept but i hate the fact that im so lonely during it

i go CRAZYYY for switch!billie.

esp since im actually the switchiest switch to ever have switched

switch!billie canons? 🙏🙏

switch!billie headcanons

→ switch!billie who teases you all night just to end up begging under you the second the door closes

→ switch!billie who calls you “baby” and “pretty girl” while you ride her, moaning into your mouth

→ switch!billie who slaps your ass and pulls your hair one night, then whines for you to choke her the next

→ switch!billie who gets cocky until you pull her hair and she folds instantly

→ switch!billie who says “you’re mine” while her legs are shaking under your touch

→ switch!billie who grinds on your thigh while fingering you, both of you desperate and clinging

→ switch!billie who makes you beg on your knees and then collapses when you get your hands on her

→ switch!billie who tugs your panties down with her teeth, but goes breathless when you push her on her back

→ switch!billie who says “you gonna be good for me?” while already soaking the strap you’re putting on

→ switch!billie who marks you up with bruises and scratches and then asks sweetly, “can I have one too?”

→ switch!billie who moans louder than you when you ride her strap and talk dirty in her ear

→ switch!billie who brats just so you’ll pin her down and fuck her until she can’t talk

→ switch!billie who ties you up one night, and then the next begs you to do the same to her

→ switch!billie who’ll dom the shit out of you until she’s whining and whimpering under your fingers ten minutes later