#i am still working my way through differnt seasons

[strawberri-syrup]

stephan “fuck the world trade center” king

[marvelling-at-marvel-blog]

To the many peoole who think Billy is a irredemable characther and completly beyond redepmtion or deserved to die. Cool. Have your opinion but I would suggest that those people never go into the field of child protection or working with abuse victims. The thing about abuse victims, especially child victims is that anger and lashing out are very normal behavioural reactions. They model what they see, they use toughness to protect themselves or to convince the world they don't care. It self protection and survial.

This is a kid who gets beaten by his dad, got left by his mother and never understood why she didnt take him too, left to the hell she was trying to escape from. Got a new family thrushed upon him where it felt like this new sister got treated better than him for no reason and at the time of his death was still living in that horrible situation. He was still a kid when he died. Now does that excuse his actions and they way he treated Max or any or the rest of themm No it doesn't. Is Max entitled to how she feels about him? Sure. She has her own trauma. But was he evil? Nah, he was a scared, lonely kid who never got to explore the world outside his abusive life. Who obviosuly has enough good in him to sacrifice himself at the end, who seemed like he never truly wanted to hurt anyone judging by how upset he was.

In my opinion the way many see Billy is sympathetic of how we treat kids going through these situations. It is easy to feel sympathetic and wanting to help the kid who is showing the signs we expect of trauma, the ones we feel just removing them from the environment and showing love will magically fix. Its easier to look at season 1 Eleven who hid and didnt speak, (also valid reactions to trauma) but the truth of it is that the Billy's are far more the norm in these situations than we think and I have worked with many and not a single one was irrredemable or beyond growing for the better and there is not a single kid who deserved what happneed to them. Billy is no differnt. I really think he could have grown as a characther and had the potential to be able to make up for his actions and forge a relationship with Max.

Anger and lashing out is one of the signs of abuse we we are taught to look for. So if you are someone who is abuse victim and sometimes the only way you can deal with it is to lash out and get angry just know you are not bad or beyond help, and I am proud of you for surviving the best way you onow how and for wanting to change. You are dealing with your situation the best you can and you can grow. Your are more than a sum of your worst moments. I ❤️

The characther of Billy deserved way better than Season 4. Why do that to him? Uhh!

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Sonia Nevermind, peered over the latest issue of "Serial Killer's weekly", beyond distracted. So odd, as usually the stories, or interviews, of the weekly completely engrossed her until she had flipped through all Twenty-Five pages (Or Thirty pages, when something extraordinary happened and caused an extra article to be realeased). However, now, her gaze had not left the teen boy who's name she didn't even know.

She bit her lip, the inner workings of her mind scolding her for engaging in such a frivolous activity. After all, she knew what it was liked to be stared at; even when people were looking wistfully, or without malice, it still left her uneasy. So how, in good conscious, she watch a fellow student?

She had seen him before, he was in a differnt class then her but she believed he was no older [An underclassman, if not of her same grade]. They'd never spoken, but she rembers at one point he gave a polite nod in the hallway. She waved back at him, her smile bright as ever. Back then though, she didnt think twice of him.

Only a fellow student, one she saw a handful of times.

But here, almost alone in the library, she gazed as if she'd been infatuated with him since the beginning. It was the way he moved, carefully as if everything around him was something important that he was weary of breaking. Yet, he had not an ounce of worry in his eyes.

His eyes, they were a pure golden colour. It reminded her of Egyptian Gods in the book of tales she read (before she dived into the world of serial killers, the Greeks, Egyotion, Roman, and Norse God's kept her mind company) and his prominent lashes didn't dissuade her initial thinking. He wore a uniform, though not one made by Hope's Peak. She'd never seen anything like it, like it was made from scratch. She really could only distinguish the small nubs on his shoulders as well as his arm band, that proved he was part of a club.

Usually she'd remind herself that she was a foreigner and that is why it was unfamiliar. However she'd done all the research about Japanese Culture she could before coming here and didnt rember a single uniform looking exactly like his.

The most astounding feature of his was the black mask that covered the bottom of his face and neck and was zippered shut. Hope's Peak didn't have a strict dress code, some people's talents would be hindered in a simple school uniform, yet still it intrested her. It was not too bewildering, she'd meant many people with many different styles, but a mask was still rather uncommon. She knew of fellow princesses who'd cover thier face for religious purposes, and even Gundham had his scarf so at times (mostly when she complimented the Devas) he could hide his pink tinted face.

A mask though? A nice sleek mask, one that paired with his long hair, and well fitting clothes, made him appear quite feminine. Not that anything was wrong with femininity; Sonia found it 'hella Boss!'.

Sonia gently set her magazine down, hadnt even gotten through the first paragraph, already deciding what she'd do. Being a Princess had slight perks, like being a natural socialite. She would strike up a conversation with this young man, then her curiosity would be satisfied.

Before she had even arrived to his chair, he chose one next to the sealed off fire place that remained lit during the colder season, he'd set his book down on the coffee table and turned to her. His brows crept up, and while she could not see half of his expression he showed intrigue.

"Good Evening! I thought since we we're both here, I might as well become acquainted with you," She gave a small bow, his golden eyes remained steady watching her movements " I am Sonia Nevermind, Class 77 B, the Ultimate Princess." She remined standing, a few feet away from where he comfortably sat. She knew many a student who would rather exchange a few pleasant words but who in the end thought it best to part ways as quickly as possible. She did not want to frighten him, nor feel overbearing.

"An Ultimate Princess? I must inquire where you're future reign will take place?"

She dared not show any confusion; it was not an unusual question, but people tended to introduce themselves first before questioning. On the same note, they also did not ask in that manner either. The words, all correct, all felt more complicated then was necessary.

Then again, people told her she was too formal. It'd be hypocritical to critique his formalities.

" The kingdom which I love in is Noveselic! It is a small country in Europe. Despite our almost unknown pressence and our small size, we are powerful," She replied, offering the still unknown student a smile.

"Noveselic? I have heard of your kingdom, though I personally have never been nor have I met anyone from. Your customs are quite unknown to the rest of the world, though that will make our conversation all the more interesting," She could feel her own eyes widen in surprise, many people had not even heard of Noveselic much less been outright intrested in the customs. "Forgive my delayed introduction. I am Korekiyo Shinguchi, though commonly I am called Kiyo. Perhaps some people find my full name a mouth full. However, I do not have a presence so call me whichever is desirable to you."

An anthropologist? No wonder he took intrest in her customs.