highkey miss being in a group where everyone is close af and you all gush about your characters and have 5000 angsty plots and tons of ic drama and have lit chatzy events

//it’s willow’s third birthday! 

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Leave it to Willow to say something utterly annoying the moment she was given permission to speak. At least the break would be brief, long enough to smoke one and then get right back to it. “How’s he doin’?” Billy asked tersely, pulling a pack of cigarettes from his pocket before proceeding to tap the bottom to knock a few loose, then extending one of them to Willow. He gave her a light before doing so for himself and took a deep drag as he stepped through the door.

The night was crisp, and it chilled Billy’s bones in the best way possible, alleviating some of his dull aches and pains. He let the smoke escape into the air before turning his sights on Willow once more. “If I say no, you’re gonna piss yourself?” He brandished his cigarette dismissively. “Make it quick. Keep your hands clean, yeah?”

“Jus because ya said that i’m gonna piss on my hands,” Willow snarled playfully as she passed Billy on her way to the shed. The release of air that had formed her words of retaliation was tainted with the smoke of her last cigarette draw. It wafted around the brunette’s tangled locks before dispersing upward into the brisk London night. 

Willow’s thick-soled combat boots crunched softly against the half-frozen gravel, their noise becoming quieter as quieter as the petite murderess neared the shed and rounded its sharp metal corner. The cigarette she had been milking while conversing with Billy had begun to burn over, creating a long tail of unsmoked embers which Willow flicked to the ground. Using one hand, Willow dropped the thin nylon tights that coated her legs and began to work on shimmying down her lacey panties, thin fingers bringing the filtered tip to her lips for another draw as she began to squat and relieve herself. “Ah..” 

//ignore this. its one piece of a new graphic, I'm just testing out how it looks on tumblr.

//i have a new character in mind. if anyone wants some things pls let me know bc I wanta try him out.

“The ass your dad’was grabbin’ last night when I rode him off,” Willow quipped as she removed her gloves, tossing them aside with a soft hand to before lifting her mask; the cheeky smile she had cocked across her face had just become visible to the two men. Thank god Billy had agreed to let them take a small break, her bladder was still feeling as if it was bound to explode any minute. 

Standing up from her place in the line, Willow walked towards Billy, lingering for a second to receive the smoke and a light. “I gotta pee-- do’ya reckon I could piss behind the shed?” Willow asked as she drew the cigarette towards her lips and inhaled the smoke. 

Willow had done well enough so far, keeping her complaints to a minimum as they mixed, divided and weighed the product in such a specific manner that even Billy was growing weary of the routine. “What ass?” He asked, meticulously tying off one of the bags before tossing it into a large container. Why did he insist on doing this all himself when he had thousands upon thousands of lackeys to pass off the responsibility to? He didn’t trust the lot of ‘em. At least now, he knew the job was getting done, and done right. At least with these containers that were getting shipped off to a special location, he knew it was of premium quality.

After a moment, Billy leaned back in his seat, ripped off each of his gloves and pressed his tattooed knuckles to his chin, his neck popping and cracking with his minor adjustments. “Take a break.” He said before standing, taking a few steps towards the exit before lowering his own, muggy mask. “Smoke?” Right, just what they needed to filter out their lungs.

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The cheap, domed painter’s mask that sat taunt against Willow’s face had begun to itch as she worked, its edges collecting the fine beads of sweat which dotted the brunette’s face. If only she could reach up and adjust the thing, but her hands were too occupied with filling the miniature zip-lock bags to actually relive that aggravating sensation. Besides that, to touch her face was to contaminate the gloves she wore-- the only thing keeping Billy’s product the freshest on the market. God knows what an aneurysm he would blow if the integrity of the product was compromised. Instead, she continued to work, letting the sensation build and build before the words of annoyance just rolled off her tongue.

 “--’ow much more have we got, my fookin’ face itches and I can’t feel my ass,” Willow stated in a jaded tone as she fidgeted in her seat. They had been at this for hours already, and besides all that, she really had to pee. 

//when you come on after four months to actually write, but then get caught up in re-doing your blog and you actually don’t write anything. if anyone *cough* @irishtycoon & @wearenothingpoetic *cough* wants anything let me know.

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