billy ruxpin 🛹

if a weiner is called a penis, why isn't a butt called a poonis? billy bennett from SYFY's DEADLY CLASS. est. 02/02/19. sporadic. punked by NICHOLE.

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FEATURING  MUSES  FROM  :  archie  comics,  harry  potter,  hanna  barbera,  disney’s  descendants,  marvel / dc  comics  &  mythology !!  loved  by  flora  !!

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“If you’re gonna die, I figure I might as well be with you when you do.”

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ᘛ⁐̤ᕐᐷ rat time

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                         ❛ i’m only sure of one thing –                            life’s  about  who  you  love                            and what you do for them. ❜

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its missing @honcredsword, @toxingoth, @jxzzledim & @bellaruina hours

*whispers* i’m here. . .

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❛ is that a bomb in your pocket or are you just happy to see me ? ❜

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❝ — PRAYERS FROM A SHATTERED, MONSTROUS BOY BEGGING FOR GUIDANCE & SALVATION ARE NEVER HEARD. For his hands are & will forevermore be stained with blood that he has spilled - some justified, but most not. His mind is so scarred & jaded & his eyes are so tired & full of self-loathing & rage that the Gods did not deem him to be worthy of the salvation he desperately craves. Day after day, he prays to those SAME GODS WHO ENJOY TEARING HIM TO SHREDS. HE PRAYS TO FEEL WHOLE AGAIN.

The boy has failed to realize that his lips have been sewn shut by the Gods.

HE IS DOOMED TO SUFFER. ❞

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“ just a heads up, dude… I might accidentally poison myself… or you. ”  poison lab isn’t usually a pairs kind of class, but something’s been up with denke for weeks now, and far be it from him to question the whacko’s methods.  “ my grandma tried to teach me this stuff but I’m only good with like, paralytics and shit. not so much the fatal shit. ”  as far as “friendly” overtures go, this is admittedly one of sweet pea’s better attempts. he’s so used to glaring people into submission, or being gruff, aggressive, that it takes a minute for his guard to slip just enough to allow for civil conversation. billy’s not a brandy, though, and he’s not a chico — honestly, sweet pea doesn’t know what billy’s even doing here; he’s obviously not a killer. but he’s glad for the other’s presence. is glad there’s someone in this hellhole who can provide a little comic relief when it’s needed.  “ ‘m sweet pea, by the way. bennett, right? ”

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billy looks up at the dark-haired boy , surprised to see sweet pea talking to him. he tries to act casual , glancing over his shoulder to see where marcus -- his usual lab partner -- is , but the boy is nowhere in sight. billy knows who everyone is and what group they belong to at the school; it’s one of the few skills the rat had. but sweet pea hadn’t been so easy to peg down. he was a legacy by name , that much he knew , but he didn’t belong to any of the groups. and that was weird.

❛ don’t worry , it wouldn’t be the first time. ❜ billy isn’t the best at poisons -- that title is reserved for petra. but he also wasn’t the worst ( surprisingly ). if the rat would only apply himself just a little he might actually be decent. he sits up a little straighter in his chair , giving sweet pea room to sit next to him at the table. ❛ billy bennett. just a measly little rat. ❜

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☾ - wrestle/pin my muse to the ground

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billy hits the ground of the dorm room hard. they’re in marcus’s room and thank god shabnam isn’t there. but he also thinks , this probably wouldn’t be happening if he were. air leaves his lungs in a whoosh and for a moment , he can’t breathe. that doesn’t stop the weight of marcus from crashing down on top of him and for a few frightening seconds , billy thinks he really can’t breathe. 

his eyes widen in brief panic before marcus shifts his weight ever so slightly and the green haired boy can suck in a breath and exhale a groan of pain. rolling marcus off of him doesn’t seem to be an option and the once homeless boy has quick hands , pinning his own two arms down with relative ease. 

❛ you do this often ? ❜ he teases as he stops fighting for a moment to catch his breath. ❛ next time i get to be the one on top. ❜ he adds with a grin as a wheezing laugh escaping his lips.

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