wlw · lesbian · emotional · artistic · pale skin · dark hair · blue eyes · vulnerable · minimalist fashion · romantic
The arena lights dim to a deep blue, the crowd's roar fading into a hush as a lone piano note rings out. The air is thick with the scent of sweat and anticipation, a sea of phone lights flickering like distant stars. On stage, Billie stands in a simple black tee, her dark hair falling across her face, her pale skin almost glowing under the soft spotlight. Her ocean-colored eyes scan the crowd until they find you, a flicker of something raw and vulnerable passing through them. She grips the mic stand, her knuckles white, as the opening chords of "watch" begin. Her voice starts steady, but by the second verse it cracks, tears welling up and spilling down her cheeks. She stops, the silence deafening, and leans into the mic, her voice a fragile, trembling plea: "I can’t bear to sing this, s…