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Isabelle is the pimp, she needed the cash to fill up her fridge because she needed the food to destroy the world ultimately ending world hunger.

Summary

First she meets vivenne (assistant pimp) because she's also having the same problem, but she can't pull bitches. So, they join forces and vivenne makes the applications for e-kitten. And roseline had a previous thing with an other pimp (blonde twink pimp), he got sick of her so she went and looked another pimp and since the other two are desperate they accepted it.

Isabelle was walking in the hood, the ghetto, the streets with her shining new pimping kicks with her leopard suit, tipping her top hat to the people in the blocks that were shooting their glocks-didn't phase her though, the streets killed her ho..Although she was pimped out, she was in sorrow. Walking in pain and agony. Her last hoe left her on a job, not only did she lose her money she lost her only hope..food. In a search for new hoes, she stumbled upon a new person, rather a familiar person. "Vivenne!?" she questioned in her head before she stepped on a stick. The same familiar fucked up bob snapped her head towards her with wide, bug-eyed eyes she always had. "Isabelle.."

The two have reunited.

They begin walking closer to each other, the shadows removing from each others appearances.

"I haven't seen you in ages!" they both loudly say before they chuckle in sync.

Isabelle looked her up and down, she's changed.

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ayyy.. srry I lwk forget I have to post stuff here too

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ain’t they just dandy..

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NOT PROOF READ, SORRY ITS KINDA ASS I RUSHED IT- HOPEFULLY ITS UNDERSTANDABLE 💔

“What?- You what?!-“

Libby stared at her, a blank face hiding the overwhelming amount of emotions going through her head.

“A boyfriend! He’s amazing, I promise! He’s tall, nice hair and the most handsome smile- You should meet him!”

Louise smiled brightly, her hands squeezing the girl’s while so unaware of what the news would destroy she held so close.

“..A boyfriend? Since when? Since when did you- I thought..?”

Libby scoffed, confused, humiliated and angry.

“What the fuck Lou? What happened to- never doing love..? What happened- What changed?-“

Louise flinched at her harsh reaction, raising an eyebrow as she spoke.

“What..?- I thought this would be a good thing. Why are you so mad?-“

“Why? Why?! Are you that arrogant or that fucking stupid?!- Oh my god-.. How did you even meet?-“

“Last night.. During the party.”

“LAST NIGHT?! Oh my- Louise! You barely met that fucker last night and you’re suddenly in love?! You don’t even know him! You don’t even know if he’s a fucking serial killer or something- What is wrong with you?!”

Louise jumped, her heart in her throat as Libby’s words suffocated her.

“What- So what?! Didn’t you talk about love at first sight or some shit?! I know enough about him to know I want to be in a relationship! You’re supposed to be supportive- Why are you being such a bitch?! What happened to my best friend? She would be fucking happy for me!”

“What happened? Hah! Don’t get me fucking started Louise. Oh my god-.. I spent years- every waking hour and this is what I get..? God damnit Lou, do you even know what you’re doing..? This is not a decision you make on impulse. This is going to change your life. You won’t have the freedom you’re used to. You’ll have to do shit you don’t like doing. Are you sure this is what you want..? What you’re ready for?”

Libby eyes watered with tears threatening to fall, quivering lips as her voice failed to stay steady.

“Of course I am. I know what I’m getting into. I’m ready- I’ll be fine. I don’t know why you’re acting like this-“

“I-I don’t know either. Look- It’s your life. Live it how you want- Just please be safe about it. Anything that makes you uncomfortable- nervous, scared, whatever- Please call me. I just.. want you safe.”

“I’ll be fine Libs. Promise.”

Those were famous last words as not even a week later with a bottle in her hand and deafening music destroying her ears, she called. Giggling drunkenly as she leaned against a wall.

“Lou?..”

“Libbbbyyyyy~ Heyyyy~”

“Jesus Christ.. Hi Lou. Gave me a fucking heart attack.. What’s up?”

“Oh nothing.. Just wanted to see if you could come overrr, i need help cleaning up.”

“Really? That’s what you call me at midnight for? Cleaning? You sound just like my mom.. Fine I’ll be over in ten. Don’t throw up on yourself.”

“Hah!- I won’t, promiseee~ I’ll see you soon”

Libby sighed in relief, putting out her cigarette in the ashtray by her couch before standing up. She pulled a jacket over her shoulders, slipping on shoes as she grabbed her keys and walked out her front door.

Louise on the other hand, waiting impatiently while waddling around in a haze, following bright lights made up in her head and making up arguments with lamps around her house.

Libby didn’t expect anything less than chaos when she walked in, she’s seen it all before. And she means ALL of it. Honestly nothing phases her anymore.

But when she twisted the door handle and pushed the block of wood open, she saw clean floors and somewhat decently placed furniture. Confused, she walked inside gently shutting the door behind her before calling out,

“Lou?- You good..?”

She glanced around, uncomfortable with the unusual surroundings and silence. Well before Louise stumbled into her, her body moving like a rag doll.

“Fuck!- Oh lord Lou.. I thought you died.”

“Hah..? Oh! Hi Libssss.. When did you get here?~”

“Since when did you get shit faced alone..? You must be real fucking depressed.. Where’s ***** ?”

“I’ve been dyinggg to talk to you.. Cmon sit downnn, get comfortable!~”

Libby huffed as Louise pulled her down on the couch, her body leaning dangerously close to hers. The smell of alcohol burning Libby’s nose as Louise smiled lopsidedly, her hands like feathers on Libby’s arms.

“Louise you should go to bed.. You’re gonna have the worst hangover.”

“No no it’s okay.. I’m okay, I like it here.. I’m just fine. You worry too much Libs, just relax hm?~”

Louise hummed, moving her face close to Libby’s, their noses touching as her fingers traveled to her sides.

“Louise-.. Cmon, you really need to-“

“Shhhhhh.. Everything is okay, quit being so fucking anxious. I got better things to fill your mind.”

“Huh?-“

Louise shushed Libby, a finger sloppily pressed against her lips as she giggled drunkenly. Libby stared at her confused and concerned, silenced by Louise’s drunken state before snapped out of her uneasy state.

Louise stared down at Libby with half lidded eyes, her hands moving under the fabric of her shirt as her breath kissed her skin. Libby shifted away slightly, a conflicted expression on her face as her eyes roamed the lifted burning cheeks of the other girl’s smile.

“Don’t be so nervous.. it’s nothing we haven’t done before.”

Louise hummed, before Libby could protest she pressed her lips on hers. Libby’s eyes widened and sat frozen under her kiss, desperately wishing to return the favor though she knew better than to kiss a taken woman. Libby frantically pushed her away, shaking her head and holding her away as Louise looked at her confused and disappointed.

“What’s wrong..? Did I do something?”

“Louise- you can’t just kiss me like that-.. You have a boyfriend, you can’t do those things with people anymore.”

“So what..?- It’s just a kiss, I’m sure he won’t mind-..”

Libby scoffed and chuckled, fucking unbelievable.

“Louise- Jesus fuck. You’re insane. Do you not understand the rules of a relationship? You’re only supposed to kiss and shit with your partner- That with other people?- That’s cheating. You do- realize that right?”

“I’m not dumb.. But like it’s nothing serious- it’s just yknow.. fun. Why are you being so boring..?”

“You are so stupid- I’m saving your ass Lou. If he found out about this- God I can’t. Please tell me this is the only time you did this.”

Louise huffed, hurt by her words, her accusation as she mumbled,

“I’m not some whore- it was only you.. I don’t- call anyone else.”

“Okay that’s- better than what it could be. Look, we’re going to get you to bed and hopefully you never remember this in the morning. And we will never speak of it again okay?-“

Libby muttered, overwhelmed with panic and guilt as she tried her best to think of how to fix the situation.

“Libby-..”

“Hopefully nobody sees or I slip up- if I do I’ll have to figure out-“

“Libby!”

“What?!-“

“Just once.”

“Once what?”

“One more time- that’s it. I’ll never do this again I swear just please-“

“No Louise- Don’t you fucking get it? You can’t do this shit anymore! Not with anyone but *****! That’s what you agreed to when you got with him. You can’t go back now.”

“But Libby-.. I-I-“

“But what huh?-.. Why do you want to so badly?- It’s obvious you don’t fucking like me, you have a boyfriend! Why the fuck are you still trying..?”

“I love you.”

Those three words. Who knew something so special and beautiful could be so hurtful? Years and years of desperately trying to pull those words out of her mouth, she decides to say it when Libby finally accepted her loss.

“..You? Love? You’re fucking hilarious Lou. You really are drunk huh..?”

Libby laughed, shaking her head blaming the alcohol in Louise’s system for her words.

“I mean it. I love you.”

“No you don’t.”

“I do. And- don’t you love me too?..”

“No- no no. You can’t- I don’t- This has been nothing to me. It’s always been nothing. You- said it yourself. It was nothing. Love- what the fuck is that..?”

“Libby.. You always had my heart. From the moment we met.”

“You’re a fool Louise..”

“Isn’t every person who falls in love? Do you know what you did for me..? You helped me believe I was something worth loving. Something more than a pit stop for people. You treated me like royalty when everyone saw me as dirt.”

“I only did what was right- How anyone should treat a woman. It wasn’t- special.. I couldn’t let it be special.”

Louise’s heart shattered, her eyes watering yet refused to let a drop fall as she mumbled,

“But you- what about all the sweet things you told me..? that you swore you never told anyone?-“

“It was nothing. They were just- words- Like you said everything was. Just- action just- a fun time.”

“But you said it was different! That I was different! Why not now?!”

“You made me see yourself the way everyone else did. Because that’s what you wanted-“

“..That’s not what I wanted.”

Libby scoffed at Louise’s words, it’s never what she wanted. Nothing was ever what she wanted.

“Then why did you hide away every time someone said something huh?! Like you were so ashamed to be with me-“

“I don’t know- I just thought- I didn’t-“

“You never fucking loved me Louise! You knew that I loved you. And you USED THAT!”

“I didn’t do anything!- I just- Why didn’t you leave then?!- If I was hurting you?!”

“Because I loved you Louise! Something you obviously would never understand. I was willing to do anything for you. I wanted to kiss you with something behind it. I wanted our time to be special- sacred something! Anything- I wanted to be your woman. I wanted to be your man. I wanted to be the one you could understand. But you were so stuck on your ways- I knew I couldn’t change you.”

Louise stared at her dumbfounded, refusing to acknowledge her truth in her statement as she huffed and choked out,

“How could you know that..? You never even tried. You just- stared off into space.”

“How would I huh?! You never let me! You always ran away the minute we got too close. God forbid someone saw us in public, you’d pull away and avoid me like I was the fucking plague! It would be like trying to start a fire with matches in the snow. You turned me inside out then you wanted the outside in. You spun me all around then asked me not to spin. You said you wanted to be alone- and have children. You were impossible Lou!”

“I- But I know now! I-I..”

“No you don’t! If you knew you wouldn’t have drowned yourself in alcohol to get the courage to pick up the fucking phone!”

“I love you though!-“

“Stop saying that! You don’t! You love the thought of me. You don’t love me. If you did, you wouldn’t be with him.”

“But-.. can’t I love both?-“

Libby laughed, looking at her waiting for her to say sike or something to tell her she wasn’t that fucking stupid. Libby shook her head and pinched the bridge of her nose as she spoke,

“No! You can’t! You can’t have both! If you have feelings for someone else then you don’t love the other person! You want my attention. My care. My affection. But you want his heart, his love, his soul. You want me to fill in the holes he can’t. Like fucking always.”

“I-..”

“I’m not doing this with you. I- I deserve better than this. Find someone else to kiss your ass. Maybe you’ll finally get your shit together.”

“Wait what..?- No- No no! You’re not- leaving leaving right..? We’ll talk it out tomorrow right?- Right?!-“

Louise chuckled nervously, grabbing onto Libby’s hand tightly as she stared at her desperately for something to tell her this wasn’t the end.

“No Louise! No amount of sorry’s or pussy is gonna save this! I’m done. Maybe when you finally grow up we can talk. But till then, figure it out on your own. You’re a grown ass woman right? You don’t need me babysitting you.”

“I-I.. Fine! Fuck you! I don’t- need you anyways! You were right- you were nothing! Nothing to me! Like everyone else!- Just another fucking night! Get the fuck out of my house!-“

“Fuck you too cunt! Better hope that loose fucking pussy of yours can hold your bitch ass relationship! Have a good fucking life Louise! Keep me fucking out of it!”

Libby scoffed, pushing Louise off of her as she grabbed her things, swinging open the front door before slamming it shut. Grumbling curses under her breath as she walked to her car, tears running down her steaming face as a scowl wrinkled her skin.

Louise screamed into a pillow, her angry yells turning into desperate sobs as she wailed into her couch. It was a sick reality check. She realized how fucked up she really was, the curse she was born with a disease she made herself. It was the last she ever saw of Libby, at least at this time.

Now she’s stuck in a relationship she’s not even sure she wants to be in. But with that, she feels obligated to stay.

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ngl I both love n hate this, wish it had a better ending maybe I’ll change it who knows but I did like using quotes from Dangerously Yours, Masquerade and lyrics from Vampire Empire by Big Thief (great song btw-) I think abt these two a LOT and honestly I feel I didn’t give them justice in this but it’s just an idea of their relationship..

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TW: mentions of self h4rm

Louise gently traced her fingers over Libby’s skin, carefully exploring each dip and imperfection with a tenderness that spoke volumes. She committed each scar, burn, and tender piece of flesh to memory, feeling the weight of self-hatred that had marred them. Though she knew it wasn’t her place to pry, the sight of the fresh healing wounds stirred a whirlwind of worry in her mind. “These are new,” she murmured, hesitating as her fingers hovered over one of the marks.

Libby cracked one eye open, glancing down at her and shrugging nonchalantly. “Guess so.”

“Come on, don’t be annoying, Libs.”

“What? What did I do?”

Louise rolled her eyes, frustration bubbling up as she tried to figure out how to get through to her. “What happened?”

“I don’t know. Don’t remember.”

“How did it happen?”

“Don’t know.”

“Why did it happen?”

“Still don’t know.”

“Ugh, Libby—I'm trying to help you, and you’re not giving me anything!” Louise groaned, a scowl etching itself onto her beautiful face.

“I don’t wanna talk about it,” Libby muttered, looking away as the tension between them thickened.

“Why?”

“Do I need a fucking reason? Quit pushing. I’m not dying so calm your tits.” Her tone was sharp, teeth gritted as she huffed in annoyance.

Louise flinched at the sudden burst of anger, confusion and fear flickering in her eyes as she gently took Libby’s hand. “Libby… please. I just want to help.”

“I'm sorry. Thank you, but… I don’t want your help.” She pulled her hand back, looking down at her knees as she hugged them tightly, nails digging into her skin.

“Libs… please don’t do this. Talk to me. We’re best friends. Best friends talk to each other.” Louise placed a hand on Libby’s knee, softly caressing the scarred skin with her thumb, her eyes filled with desperation.

Libby glanced at her hand and sighed, burying herself deeper into her arms, tears pooling in her eyes. “We’re not normal friends, are we?”

“What do you mean?”

Libby scoffed, a mocking chuckle escaping her lips. “Look at us, Lou. Best friends don’t sleep with each other. They don’t call at midnight for sex, and they definitely don’t lie naked together afterward.”

“What’s wrong with that? It’s just sex.”

Libby’s eyes widened, her heart shattering at those simple words. Just sex? Was that all it was? Not a moment of intimacy shared between two people in love, trusting enough to be vulnerable with each other? Just sex. She didn’t know how to respond, though part of her felt she should’ve seen it coming. Louise’s reputation was no secret; she knew what her friend was like and who she was with. But hearing that their nights together were merely a way to satisfy a desire left Libby reeling.

“Libby? Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?” Louise’s expression shifted to concern, fearing she might have messed things up—again.

“I’m okay. Just… tired. I think I should go.” Libby stood up from Louise’s bed, quickly putting on her bra and pulling her shirt over her head.

“Go? Like, leave? Wait, what—why?” Louise’s eyes widened, panic washing over her as she sat up, gripping the messy sheets.

“I’ve got shit in the morning… Traffic’s gonna be a nightmare…” Libby mumbled, tugging her pants up and slipping on her shoes, grabbing her belongings. The sound of her keys jingling pierced through Louise’s heart as she watched her friend walk away like everyone else had.

“Wait! That’s never stopped you before! Why are you leaving? Did I do something? Please, Libs, just talk to me. You can’t go!” She pleaded, rushing after her like a kicked puppy, her breath uneven and emotions overwhelming as tears began to form in her eyes.

“It’s different this time, Lou. I have to go. Please, just go to bed. It’s late for you anyway. I’ll talk to you tomorrow, alright? Bye.” Libby stuffed her cigarettes into her pockets, threw her jacket over her shoulder, and twisted the door handle.

“Libby, wait!” But before Louise could say anything more, Libby was gone. The door closed behind her, leaving a heavy silence that felt like a knife to Louise's heart. She stood there, helpless, tears streaming down her face as she choked back sobs, hands covering her mouth to muffle her cries as she sank to her knees against the door.

Meanwhile outside, Libby walked to her car, a trembling lip barely holding onto a cigarette as she fumbled for her lighter. Frustration twisted her brow as her shaking hands only fueled her anger. She groaned and cursed quietly, rubbing her face with her hands. Leaning over the hood of her car, a crushed cigarette in her fist, she cried into the cold metal under the moonlight, feeling utterly lost.

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they make me ill ugh. I didn’t know how to end it so here take it alr.

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i know it's not as good as nenes but we ball alr

he rlly didn't have anything but his gay ahh pose..

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super awesome amazing uh is it lore idk between Libby and Louise 🌝 SHORT !!

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Libby would never voice it, but every time they lay together in that soft light, kissing Louise’s perfectly smooth skin, her silky hair cascading over her relaxed body, she couldn’t help but run her fingers through those delicate strands and get lost in whimsical daydreams. Thoughts of rings on their fingers, meaningful kisses that lingered in the air.

Imagining Christmas celebrations filled with laughter among family, playful arguments over Thanksgiving dinner, and toasting to the New Year with drinks that made their hearts race. Lying awake at night, just gazing into each other’s eyes, wrapped in pure admiration and a love that felt so wonderfully forbidden. Saying "I love you" without a hint of guilt, embarrassment, or shame. Holding hands in public, free of the immediate need to defend their affection when others noticed, admiring each other from a distance and grinning like giddy fools while the outside world faded away.

Is it really so wrong to ponder what that life might look like? It’s merely a thought, an idea that dances in her mind—nothing she would ever actually pursue. Louise had made it clear; she wanted to live freely, unbound by a ring on her finger. And as much as Libby longed to sway her, to change her mind, or at least entertain the notion, she knew deep down that she couldn’t. That desire was not in Louise’s nature, and that’s what made her so uniquely… torturously special.

As Libby’s fingers slowed in Louise’s hair, tears welled up in her eyes as she gazed at her, utterly enchanted by the girl before her. It was her own heartache to bear; she fully understood the risks of what they shared. The most intimate act, performed with someone so cherished, was bound to stir such emotions. Louise’s nails pressed into her back, the soft whines and gasps a sweet melody in her ears as she cradled her hips, whispering tender praises meant just for her.

She’d wiped away her tears, soothing Louise’s cries with gentle shushes and showering her face with soft kisses as her fingers moved slowly, always checking in to ensure Louise felt cherished and cared for. Libby couldn’t help but wonder if her efforts made any difference to Louise. Did it even matter? Was it just the norm for her? Expected? She couldn’t say for sure; after all, Lou was the only person she had ever truly been with, despite the fabrications she had spun in the past. Perhaps it was nothing more than another delightful night to add to her memories. It hurt, yes, but it was the best she could hold onto. Better than nothing at all.

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I love them sm ugh 💔 uh kinda inspired by anything by Adrianne Lenker ??

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much more detailed than the last but YK we ball

Part 2

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so I know this ain’t common buttt tv girl ocs !! plus lore and playlist 🫶 there is and will be more don’t worry !!

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fnf is still cool right guys…

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Day 8, Shadouge !!!

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DAY 7, VECTILLAAAA First week completed finally ! Might take tmrw off only because I don’t need to get art block soo yeah

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Day 6, Espilver !! Sorry it’s kinda wonky I didn’t know how to draw Espio soo forgive me !! Days left: 26

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Day 5, METAMYYY UGH Days left: 27