u/Legokingsk

I want to make a Ninjago x Epic stop motion animation. I needed something to get my mind off of something that is going on in my life so I got the idea to make it. It would have Kai as Odysseus and the Overlord as Poseidon. I’ve got most of the other characters figured out as well. Dareth as Ares and Gale Gossip as Aphrodite. I would like to know if this is something people would be interested in?

I (16) am genderfluid (biological male) and have not come out to anyone except for one of my best friends. I decided to wear a skirt to school and see how people react to it. When I left for school, I was terrified that everyone would make fun of me, pull up my skirt, or worse. But I was surprised and excited to see that there were very few people who disapproved of it. The two people who started whispering about me behind my back calling me a femboy and saying it was weird who probably assumed that I couldn't hear them were the usual MAGA suspects. But so many people were supportive. One girl said that my outfit looked great, another complimented the beads on the skirt. Another friend told me that I looked great after seeming surprised that I was wearing a skirt. My English language teacher told me that it looked very comfortable. But the first person who complimented and approved of me built up my confidence for the rest of the day. She is a trans senior who, even when other friends weren't happy about the way I dress sometimes, has always supported me. Even though I haven't come out to her, I feel like she knows me. After school, when my mom and sister picked me up and saw my skirt, my mom tried to have the gender identity talk with me but worded it so confusingly that I didn't understand what she was trying to say. My sister rephrased it for her and asked me if I felt more like a girl. I told her that I sometimes felt like a girl, but not all the time.

I need advice about how to move on while all my brain can do is worry about the wellbeing of my best friend. I(gender-fluid) can’t stop worrying about my best friend who I’ll call Liz(F). I bought two tickets to see TADC The Last Act in theaters and asked her to see it with me, and she seemed really excited. Saying that she couldn’t say ”yes” enough times. Later in the week, she asked me if it counted as a date. I told her that I didn’t think it was a date because it is just two friends without romantic intent. This was something I posted about a while ago. On Friday after school we played video games together online and showed each other our cosplay over video call. The next week after she hadn’t shown up for school for 3 days I messaged her asking if she was alright and telling her that I missed her. She said that she was just a ”bit sick.” I kept going for three more weeks thinking “she’ll be here tomorrow” and she never was. I couldn’t stop thinking about how much I missed her and it got in the way of schoolwork and home responsibilities. Last night I had a dream that she finally showed up to school, although her hair was much longer and dyed purple. And she sat on the opposite side of the room from me. After class, I tried to talk to her but she just said “we can’t be friends anymore.” All emotion drained from my face as I said “okay,” and went home, grabbed a knife from the kitchen, and locked myself in my room. I’m sure most of you can imagine what happened next. I have never had a dream that felt so emotionally real, nor about doing that to myself. Although I have made attempts when I was younger. After waking up fairly earlier than usual, I simply didn’t go to school. I haven’t felt the need to use the bathroom. Nor have I felt hunger or thirst. After expressing my worries about Liz to my father, he got in contact with the school counselor who was only able to tell him that she was alive and safe, and unable to contact friends at the moment. But that I could give letters or drawings that the counselor could get to her. Based on past history shared among our friend group, I think I may know where she is. My only motivation was that I might see her the next day. Now that I know that I probably won’t, my hope and motivation to move on is nonexistent. How do I cope with this and continue to live my life when all I can do is worry about my best friend?