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Palestine-Israel Just my thoughts

On this page, I primarily talk about anime. Sometimes, I do this in incendiary and political ways.

I do not imagine my thought about this specific issue will go very far on Tumblr, but this is one of my only platforms, so here I go:

I will not pretend to understand the intricacies of what is happening between Israel and Palestine right now. It is exceedingly confusing and these two "nations" have had issues with each other for nearly a century, but why wouldn't they? At it's core you have two primary groups of people. You have the Palestinians who have lived there and existed there in Gaza for sometime now. They've existed their for many decades and even centuries before the state of Israel tried to lay claim to Gaza, and then you have the Zionist Jews and Israelis who feel that they have the right to be there and have felt that way for the last 100 years.

However, the problem comes in that the state of Israel and the Zionist that support them, feel that they have the sole right to occupy Gaza.

Their radical political beliefs and assumptions ignore the existence of Palestinian Christians, Jews and atheists as well as the existence of Israeli Muslims and Christians.

Why, because it's not about religion. It's about power, control, wealth and xenophobic tribalism. What the state of Israel is doing to the nation of Palestine is nothing more than modern day colonization.

That's so crazy to think about, because 'colonization' is such a sterile term that has in many ways lost its power. It is muted and polite. It is a civil word, because we see it written flagrantly into our black and white history books, and we normalize it because it is the story of the birth of this very nation (the United States). However, this is the truth of colonization. Palestine is the truth of colonization and the avatar of its victims. Judaism is Israel's weapon. It is their sword and their shield in the same way that Christianity was England's weapon in the same way it was England's sword and shield.

The Christian settlers came to "America" under the thin veil of religious prosecution and the desire for religious freedom (and I'm sure they were prosecuted) but what they did in return was slaughter 55 million Native Americans. They wiped out 90% of the indigenous populations in the Americas (90 fucking percent). It is believed that they killed 60 million black/African enslaved individuals.

The numbers are so mind boggling that the are incomprehensible. They are impossible for the mind to fathom. I know, because I'm a mathematician, and I can't even make sense of these numbers. I can't even begin to conceptualize the chaos, the destruction, the brutality, the calamity, the senselessness and despair. I cannot begin to comprehend this level of human depravity in the thinly veiled name of religion. It breaks my heart, which is why all of my ancestors and myself weep for Palestine, because they know that pain. I feel the cries of the Palenstinian people in the blood that runs through my veins, because it was the blood of my ancestors that was spilled. I used to believe that my ancestors survived long enough to have the decedents who had descendants who had descendants that would eventually have me, but I was wrong. They did not survive. The average life span of a black/African enslaved individual in the Americans was 21 to 22 years old. I'm 27. I have outlived many of my enslaved ancestors.

In the same way, the informed American Populus watches in horror on TikTok as the lives of 38,000 Palestinians (70% women and children) have been snuffed out and cut short by Israeli's genocidal military regime. It is for that reason that I see no two-state solution. I am not antisemitic. I abhor antisemitism. I spit in its face wherever it may choose to rear it's disgusting head. I am a black woman. I am a raised born again Christian turned atheist, and my heart has never held contempt for the Jewish people. I empathize with the pain of marginalinzed communities, because all of my identities are marginalinized at every intersectionality that merges together to create me.

With this being said, what I also abhor is Islamophobia, and tribalism, and Xenophobia, and colonization and hatred for ones fellow man, woman, and child for the things that they cannot control and will never be able to control. I call out Zionism for what it is. It is racism. It is white supremacy. It is the flying flag, bleeding heart of modern day colonization extended to new marginalized communities by the ones who were once oppressed.

Zionism and Judaism may be interrelated, but they are in no way the same. Anti-Zionist Jews do exist. Returning to Gaza may be a tenant of the religion, but this radical and violent Zionism is not. Remember that being bullied doesn't give anyone a hall pass to bully someone else.

I don't know what the solution is going forward. I have no expertise in this area. Everything that is happening in the Middle East is a cluster fuck created by nations of white men who sought out power and wealth, and did not care who they hurt in the process. The US and England carved up the Middle East, made these fictious nations and instigated these problems all so that they could have their precious oil to shove down our throats (the throats of the American people). Well, fuck them and their oil, because I don't fucking want it. We don't fucking want it anymore. We want walkable cities, public transportation, and not to sit in our cars all fucking day long just to get to work and go to the grocery store. So stop funding this genocide Joe Biden and congress! Stop lying to us and insulting the intelligence of the American people. We know what you did. Banning TitTok will not make us ignorant. You put the state of Israel in Gaza so that you could control the entire Middle East through Gaza.

You didn't create a country for Jews in Gaza, because you wanted them to have a Paradise where they could be safe. You all could have created safety from them here and in Europe, but no one wants to talk about how aligned America actually was with the Nazi regime back in 1940. If you wanted them to have a Paradise, you would have put them somewhere peaceful.

Instead, you inserted them somewhere for which no one in that area will ever know peace as long as the US is involved in the politics of Gaza.

To Biden, to congress do something right and consequential for the first time in your fucking lives. Stop being career politicians. Listen to the America public. So stop funding the Israeli military, demand the ceasefire. Abandon the two-state solution and work to rebuild Palestine. Those Palestinians deserve something that so many people of color have been entitled to but never received: reparations and peace.

Note to anyone who reads this:

If you know more about Palestine and educate me, feel free to drop a comment. I am very open to learning.

If your a Zionist, Israel, Netanyahu sympathizer, I don't want to hear it. You can cram it. Genocide is genocide is genocide. Colonization is colonization is colonization. Period.

#free palestine #palestine #free gaza #israel #tiktok #tiktok ban #joe biden #congress #netenyahu #rafah #save rafah #anti zionism

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What happens if Eren's mom never dies? Spoiler Alert: The rumbling still happens, maybe just sooner.

So, I know that I put the cart before the horse by saying the end before the beginning, but this is true nonetheless.

One thing that makes AOT so confusing and difficult to critique the motivations and actions of the main characters is the whole space-time continuum and coordinate thing.

However, true to many time travel theories, there exist events in AOT that are known as fixed points and malleable points.

Fixed Points are events in time that you can not change no matter what you do. All of your actions will always lead you to the same outcome.

Malleable Points are points in time that are highly subject to change. Even the slightest choice change could alter the event greatly or cause it not to happen at all.

For example, have you ever decided at the last minute to run out and go buy milk when you really wanted to stay inside that day and run all the treadmill? All of a sudden, you meet the love of your life? (Yeah, dramatic right?). I would argue that this is a malleable point. It was far more likely that you'd never meet this person that you would. It was one small, seemingly inconsequential choice that led you two to meet.

Now, have you ever had a friend, that no matter what choice you made in your life it seemed as though you were almost guaranteed to meet them. If you went to school A, they may have also gone to school A. If you went to school B, they may have also went to school B, or you might have went to school A and they might have went to school B, but this keeps happening to you with this one specific person. You all are both independently deciding to which of the same two schools to attend, and you both unknowingly do this in Pre-K, Middle School, High School, and then even college. At some point, the two of you are nearly guaranteed to meet. It's far more likely that you two will meet than not meet. Your meeting this person is arguably a fixed point. Meeting them was not luck. It was the epidemy of fate itself.

That's what the fixed points in AOT are. They are fate. They are pre-determined. As I explain things keep in mind a couple of major assumptions: Eren has no control over Bertholdt and cannot stop him from kicking in the wall. This extends to the idea that Eren has no power to change anything preceding Bertholdt kicking the wall in. He can only manipulate history after that point, The second assumption is that Eren ultimately becomes the founding Titan (I know the second one is kind of weird and seems like it undermines my theory).

The fixed points that we are referring to are:

Eren becomes the Attack/Founding Titan and Grisha Yeagar dies.

Berthodlt getting eaten by a pure titan whether it be Dina Fritz, Armin Alert, some random pure titan, or the Marleyan inheritor of the next colossal titan.

The Rumbling occurs.

Now, you might feel that my second assumption and the first fixed point are redundant, but it is my understanding that it was Eren who lead Dina Fritz's smiling titan not only to eat Carla Yeagar, but that Eren lead her to that part of the city in the first place. No other titan was in that part of the city, so by assuming that Dina Fritz was in that part of the city whether she eats Berthodlt, Hannes, or Carla you are by default assuming that Eren became the founding titan, because he is the one that led Dina there in the first place.

If Eren did not become the founding titan and lead Eren there, it is likely that Dina Fritz would have continued on as a mindless titan and eaten people in other parts of the city.

Grisha Yeagar would have rushed back home after not killing the entire Reiss family, and he would have been posed with the choice of making either Eren or his wife Carla the inheritor of the Attack Titan. It is possible that Grisha may have not had the serum to do this (since he didn't kill the entire Reiss family) and then he would have no way to pass his titan on. He would ultimately die, and an infant would be born sometime later as the next inheritor of the Attack Titan. Eren would ultimately join the military. He'd get eaten by the titan he saved Armin from in his first mission, and then he'd just die. The story would be over, because the Reiss family would maintain their stance of passivity and Marley would eventually launch an attack on Paradis destroying the entire island, and ultimately enslaving the entire world in a military dictatorship.

So... that's not great nor is it a compelling story.

So, we are back to assuming that Eren becoming the Attack/Founding titan is a guarantee. Now, this time Eren directs Dina Fritz's pure titan to the part of the city where Eren's house is, but she doesn't eat Carla this time. Instead she eats Bertholdt.

She then returns to her human form and becomes the inheritor of the next colossal titan (which she seldom uses becomes of it's catastrophic transformative powers, similar to Armin).

Grisha rushes back home only to find his current wife Carla either crippled or dead after the building fell on her, and his former wife Dina in human form.

The two of them reconnect, and one of three things happens:

Dina convinces Grisha to give his attack titan to Eren. If she does this, Eren immediately becomes the inheritor of the founding titan, because titan shifter Eren would have told his father to kill the Reiss family and take the power of the founding titan.

Dina convinces Grisha to make her the inheritor of the attack titan. Now, once again, this might not even work because Grisha may not have serum to make Dina a pure titan again, unless he killed the Reiss family and stole the serum from them. If he does this, Dina would become the attack, founding, and colossal titan. However, because she is from the royal bloodline her will would no longer be her own, she would be sworn to passivity and have no ability to fight back against Marley if Marley choices to attack Paradis. Once again, Marley dominates the world and the story is over in the saddest of ways.

Grisha gives his Attack/Founding titan to Eren. At some point, Eren's partnership with Dina turns sour. She eats him as the colossal titan, and then she becomes forced into passivity once again. Which leads Marley to ultimately destroy the world.

So, now that this has been discussed, let's follow outcome one a little closer.

After Eren becomes the Attack/Founding titan, he would partner with his step-mom Dina and the two would work together to uncover the secrets of the world.

Eren would still join the military, because his mother would either be crippled or dead after the house falls on her, and these would both serve to motivate Eren's hatred of titans. Armin and Mikasa would follow their friend and join the military as well.

As Eren is learning about the world, he would learn about the threat that Marely poses. All the while, Dina would reveal the existence of titan shifters which would likely expose Annie and Reiner's identities sooner than later. This two would either be flipped to Paradis's side or swiftly be disposed off after they are fed to pure titans like the one who originally ate Eren. That titan was actually a member of the Eldian resistance in Marley.

Ultimately, Marley would lose four of their titan shifters and would be left with only the cart titan and the beast (remember Marcelo was eat by Ymir), but this would not deter Marley from attacking Paradis because Marley still has advanced military capabilities.

Eren and Dina will try fruitlessly to stop Marley which is 1000 years more advanced than Eldia (remember they have guns, warships, airships and cars) and fail.

Despite Eren's hatred of the titans, he would not connect with Dina to get rid of the curse of titans just yet, because he would be keenly aware that losing both the titan shifter and the pure titans roaming free in the country side, would leave Paradis completely helpless against Marely. So Eren would keep the titans around. All the events playing out this way would make the show significantly shorter, and far less Eldians would die from being eat by pure titans, but the island of Paradis would ultimately be decimated by Marley's merciless assault. This would leave Eren enraged and with the desperate desire to stop Marley and destroy their military power altogether, so Eren would join with Dina to convince the rumbling. Initially, he'd believe that a partial rumbling would suffice, but then he would realize that Paradis (a grossly underdeveloped nation) is vulnerable to attacks from all different parts of the world, and he would ultimately choose to carry out the full rumbling. I don't know if Eren would choose to die in this case. He might just try to convince what's left of the earth's population that he is either no longer alive or no longer a threat. However, he would absolutely destroy most of the world's population, because in his limited (But overpowered) world view he would see it as the most certain way to keep everyone he loves safe.

So why did Eren kill his mom then if all it was going to play out the same?

The answer is that Eren killing his mom gives him the most control over the outcome. If his mother doesn't die, he has to deal with Dina. He has no guarantee that Dina won't become passive, eat him and then become passive, or won't cosign his plan altogether. He, also, has no power or recourse if Carla is ultimately the one to inherit the attack and founding titan. This would leave Eren SOL, and it might even give Marley the opening the need to take over the entire world themselves.

#mikasa aot #eren yeager #eren aot #armin aot #armin arlert #the rumbling #dina fritz #grisha yeager #fan theory #bertholdt hoover #reiner braun #annie leonhart #attack titan #founding titan #reiss family

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Why did Eren kill 80% of Humanity???

So, I finished AOT a few weeks ago, and this question has left me scratching my head.

I am truly said about this story ending, because it was an excellent story. However, all good stories come to and end, or else they drone on and become bad stories (*cough cough... Supernatural).

I now partially realize why Eren wanted to flatten the rest of the world.

Here's my theory: For the first 14-15 years of Eren's life, he truly believed that the Eldians were the only people in the world. He believed that outside of the Walls, there was an entire world to explore where he could be free. However, after visiting his father's cellar and kissing Historia's hand, he realized that it was people who kept him imprisoned and not Titans. Yet, the idea, of Eldians being the only people in the world and all of them having the entire world to explore free of Titans, was a romantic idea to him that he never divorced from his mind. Therefore, being free of people who were not Eldian was as integral to his dream as being free of all Titans. The two were one in the same, and he believed both to be the reason that he was cattle, or nothing more than a bird trapped in a cage.

To him, even death was more liberating than the world that he was currently living in. This is where Zeke and he proved to be very similar.

The show habitually foreshadows Eren's final annihalist plan by habitually calling Eren a "Suicidal Maniac".

My Thoughts on Eren's Plan:

Let's admit it, Eren is effectively the equivalent of a school mass shooter. Yes, a lot of people in the outside world were complacent in the torment of the Island of Paradis and the Eldian people, but most people were perfectly innocent.

In reality, Marely was the ultimate bully, and the only interactions that the rest of the world had with Titans was because of Marley.

If not for Marley's combative use of titans, the rest of the world may have begun to believe that the titans were nothing more than mythical creatures of folk-lore passed from generation to generation over 2,000 years.

To take things a little further, the Eldians of Marley were victims of Marley just as much if not more than the Eldians of Paradis for the last 2000, so Eren wanting to kill everyone in the world including the Eldians of Marley was incredibly tone death. It demonstrated a lack of basic human empathy and emotional regulation.

Now, in Eren's last conversation with Armin, he keeps asserting that killing 80% of the population was the only way forward. I still struggle to find this believable. The creator of AOT is immensley skilled and had a real talent for planting Easter Eggs and violating the space-time contimium.

If Eren had really tested every scenario, then we could have had an episode or cut scene devoted to this.

It could be true that Eren tested every scenario that his narrow mind came up with, but that's not the truth of why Eren did what he did. If it was, the cut scene of Eren trying different scenarios probably would have existed. Eren ultimately did what he did, because he wanted to. Eren's actions not only left more people are the world dead, it also left more people in Eldia dead and Eldia divided.

The show was great. The ending was dark. I'm actually glad that the ending was dark. It was an unhappy happy ending that was still not a happy ending, but Eren really is just a homicidal maniac. There's really no other way to put it. Eren was incapable of caring about the lives of other people, because he was incapable of carrying about his own life.

I mean he orchestrated the deaths of both his own mother and father in order to give his sadistic plan validity and motivation. This boy created his own character arc.

It still would have lead to the death of his father, but he could have just asked his father for the Attack Titan when he got older.

Now, after saying all this, you may wonder if I like Eren Yeagar? My honest answer is that I have no idea. He is the most complex character in the most one-dimensional way I may have ever seen.

He is the ultimate edge-Lord. On one hand, I understand why he did everything he did. On the only hand, he orchestrated everything he did.

The circular time-space relationship makes everything incredibly confusing.

#eren yeager #eren jeager #aot #the rumbling #attack titan #attack on titan #marley #eldian #island of paradis

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Happy Day of Black Sun Everybody!!!!

It's time to defeat the Fire Nation!!!

#day of black sun #solor eclipse #eclipse 2024 #atla #fire nation #zuko #aang #avatar aang #azula #phoenix king #ozai #science #del rio

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AOT Ending WTF? Spoiler.

In the end, Eren takes away the Eldian ability to turn into titans.

If Eren can she the beginning, middle and end, then instead of pretending to go along with the Eldian Euthanization plan with Zeke, why didn't he just plan to eradicate the power of titan?

Can someone please explain?

#eren aot #eren jaeger #aot #the founder #ymir fritz

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Armin x Annie I just don't ship it.

I don't ship Armin and Annie, because it's really Annie and Bernhodlt.

The feelings Armin has for Annie are not his own. They are Bernhodlt's.

Then Annie has feeling for Armin, because Armin always visited her. However, Bertholdt's memories are what drove Armin to visit Annie.

That's why I simply don't whip them. I believe that Armin's true feelings are for Eren.

Other than Annie, I've seen Armin show interest in no woman. Obviously, I take issue with that for the reasons I listed above.

#eren x armin #armin x annie #bernhodlt #the colossal titan #aot

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Is Zeke Jeagar's storyline lazy writing or just a reflection of society?

I want to point out that Zeke's storyline is crazy and stupid.

You know that moment when you hear a villian backstory and you find yourself sympathizing for the villian?

Yeah, that didn't happen here.

Zeke decided to eradicate an entire race of people, and he annihilated his own family (killing his mother and father) all because his dad never played catch with him.

Oh but, get this... if that's not stupid enough. This man NEVER once asked his dad to play catch with him.

He created this whole narrative in his head that his parents didn't care about him when they obviously loved him. All they wanted was for him to be free and live a life with basic human dignity.

Oh and then get this he became the beast titan not because of talent but because of nepotism.

That's why he is the most sedentary of all of the 9 titans. That's why he only has to throw rocks outside of his royal bloodline powers.

I mean if this isn't toxic white man syndrome, then I don't know what is.

This man murder 1000s upon 1000s of people all because his dad NEVER PLAYED CATCH WITH HIM and HE NEVER ASKED HIM TO.

He is mad that his dad was never interested in his interests, but he never once told his dad what he was interested in!!!! He just assumed.

And I get it, he was only like 13 at the time. However, remember, that he was a grown man when he decided to eradicate all Eldians.

It's giving...

There's this one episode of Lucifer where Ella Lopez realizes that she's been dating a serial killer who only kills women.

She asks him why do he kill women, and I kidd you not...

He says that he kills women because his mom yelled at him ONCE. 🙄 She yelled at him once in his entire life.

Like instead of coming up with some bullshit excuse where you absolve yourself of personal responsibility, just admit that YOU'RE A TERRIBLE F*CKING HUMAN BEING!!!!!

#zeke jaeger #aot #eldian #eren jaeger #lucifer morningstar #lucifer #ella lopez #beast titan

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Eren x Armin Homeorotic Relationship Embodied

I'm going to keep this post Hella short, because I haven't finished AOT yet. However...

Eren and Armin are a homoerotic relationship.

The relationship that Armin has with Eren is literally the exact same relationship that Mikasa has with Eren.

The only difference is only a scale of 1-10:

Armin's feelings for Eren: 10,000/10.

Mikasa's feelings for Eren: 100,000/10.

Eren's feelings for Mikasa and Armin individually : 1000/10 (for both of them).

The way Eren feels for Mikasa is the exact same way he feels for Armin.

Honestly, when it comes to the trios friendship, the relationships are very one-dimensional.

That's really all I have to say.

I just wanted to put it out there. I've never watched a lot of anime outside of Naruto, but now that I am, it is insane how many homoerotic pairings there are.

#eren yeager #boruto #eren aot #armin arlert #armin aot #eren x mikasa #eren x armin #mikasa ackerman #mikasa aot #aot #attack on titan

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Boruto is a Gay Manga! Is that so hard to admit???

So, today I emailed one of the most prominent YouTube Naruto/Boruto commentators an email with the subject line: "Boruto is Gay Manga! Is that so hard to admit?" Now, I admitted in my email that my subject line is clickbait, and I didn't go into intensive well-supported detail. However, I did say, "Why do you keep ignoring Mitsuki's (queer) feelings for Boruto?" The interesting thing about this content creator, and many other individuals, is that he wants Boruto x Sarada to be endgame. However, he doesn't want this because he likes the pairing. He wants this because he actually wanted Naruto x Sasuke to happen, and this is the next closet thing.

Which is crazy right? It's crazy that so many people wanted Naruto x Sasuke to be together. However, I'm sure Kishimoto knows that these same men would swear off Naruto forever, if the main character was revealed to be queer.

So, then you end up with Boruto x Sarada, where Sarada is not Boruto's equal. No, in a patriarchal society she is not Boruto's equal, she is instead the BALL for which men choose to play with and measure their own masculinity. Don't believe me? Sarada is the last Uchiha, and in the first chapter, she (an Uchiha) had to be rescued by a no name male ninja that we literally never hear about again.

Sarada's anime design looks like this pre-time skip:

And this post-time skip:

I want to take the time to remind all of you that this is a character design of a 12 year old girl and a 16 year old girl. Both of which are under age, any sexualization of the two is pedaphillic in nature.

Men's sexualization of children goes into their rampant and obsessive need for control at all costs, but I digress.

You know who thinks this character design is awesome and doesn't question anything about it, despite the fact that both outfits are completely impractical for an active duty shinobi? Men.

You know who thinks this character design is disgusting and a complete miss? Women.

Someone who should have been positioned as an equal to the main character in Boruto has become nothing more than an object of men's perverted fantasies both heteronormatively and homoerotically. What do I mean by homoerotically? Remember, the real reason that people want Boruto and Sarada to be end game is not because they think these two have a ton of chemistry. Sarada is a level 10,000 nag that could bring her mother to shame, and men hate being nagged.

The real reason men want Boruto x Sarada to happen is because their pairing is the realization of Naruto x Sasuke.

I, also, need you to realize that a large part of Sarada's character development is the fact that she has a crush on Boruto. In contrast, as far as we know so far, Boruto has a crush on nobody.

Which highlights this underlying ideal that many women have realized for a long time. Men DON'T like women. I don't care where you go in the world. An overwhelming number of men don't like women. I'm not even convinced that many men enjoy having sex with women, because let me tell you something... Having sex with the only goal being to climax is the least enjoyable sex that anyone can experience. Orgasming becomes boring after a while. Try to enjoy the ride.

Yet, climaxing is often the sole frame through which men see sex and sexual completion, while completing discarding the pleasure of women. How do I know, because only 50-70% of women have orgasmed from heterosexual encounters. I imagine that number is 100% for men who have orgasmed while having sex with a woman at some point (probably most points) in their lives.

Men are taught from a very early age and are socially conditioned to NOT like women. Even within the Naruto series this is evident. I mean think about it, the woman that Naruto had the most chemistry with (and probably should have ended up with) was a flat-chested nag who didn't appreciate Naruto until he became strong. It's giving incel, red-pill mindset.

Now, who was that woman? Sakura.

Who was she based on? Kishimoto's wife.

Shocking right? Many of you may have had no idea that Sakura is based on Kishimoto's wife. Now, do I think Kishimoto secretly hates his wife? No, but that's irrelevant.

Yes, Sakura is based on Kishimoto's wife, and Kishimoto wrote a female character that men HATE!!! Sakura is undeniably the most hated character in all of Naruto (male or female). I wouldn't be surprised if she is the most hated female character in all of anime.

Sakura is, also, the strongest woman in the entire show (next to Kaguya) and yet, she always needs to be saved. She is stopped and under minded constantly by the most miniscule thing, and then she needs to be saved by Naruto, Sasuke or Kakashi like clock work. Why, because they need their hero moment, and women are but an object. Women are the ball, and the enemy is the opposing team.

Here's the thing: You all need to understand that according to the light novels, under Naruto and Sasuke, Sakura is the most powerful shinobi (male or female) in the entire Naruto Universe (pre-Boruto). However, you wouldn't know that from watching the anime or reading the manga.

Then who is the most beloved female character in Naruto, the one that Naruto ends up marrying and having two super powerful children with? The woman who has large breasts, always cheers for Naruto despite him not knowing she exists, always needs to be saved, and largely keeps her mouth shut: Hinata.

When you really think about it, the entire Naruto series is about Naruto (a loser) chasing after Sasuke who hates him, but what does Sasuke represent? Sasuke represents the pinnacle of athleticism, skill, sexiness, cleverness, fame, and aloofness that a man could ever dream of having. When Naruto chases after Sasuke, he's chasing the idea of masculinity itself. In Naruto's adulthood, he has a more emotionally intimate relationship with Sasuke then he does with any woman: Hinata or Sakura. Naruto surrounds himself with men. He's always around men: Shikamaru, Konohamaru, Sai, and Kakashi. He solely asks for the opinions of men when it comes to major decisions that effect the fact of the entire Leaf Village and World.

The whole Naruto series is a celebration of men at the expense of women. These men have hard-ons for each other.

Now, some might say that it's not sexual, but it is! How do we know that, because Kishimoto created Boruto x Sarada to be endgame. He is approaching the fulfillment of a homoerotic relationship in a societally correct way, when the truth is that he (and all men) want to skip the middle man and have Naruto and Sasuke be together. Yet, at the same time, none of these men want to be gay and be giant fans of something that is gay. Why, because being a fan of something gay makes straight men feel gay, and a man is not supposed to be gay in a patriarchal society.

I watched a whole video where a straight man talked about watching a gay male anime, and it made him wonder for a second if he was gay, simply because he thought it was a good show. Once again, I digress. In a patriarchal society, a man is supposed to gain the respect and admiration of other men all while subjecting, conquering and controlling women. Once again, to reiterate, women are the ball. Women have no thoughts, feelings, autonomy, or rights? Women are not human. After all, why would a ball represent anything other than being a tool of the sport used for the purpose of scoring points?

The Naruto series is a mirror reflection of society, and how men value men, men want men, men desire men, and (straight) men don't give a damn about women. Of course, some do, but many men don't. Women are nothing more than trophies to be shown off and touted around.

All that matters is the male gaze. We see this all the time. Do you know who likes 6 ft tall men, with 6 pack abs, 6 pairs of shoes, who make 6 figures? The giga-Chads if you will. I'm going to give you a hint: It's not women.

Men lust over this stuff, men get hard over this stuff, they salivate over this stuff, and obsessive over creating the perfect male body either for themselves, someone else, or a fictional character. I need you all to realize that ALL of those Marvel action shots of Chris Evan's and Robert Downey Jr's bulging muscles, and Chris Hemsworth's nakedness are shots written for men by men.

Have you ever stopped to think what kind of men women drop their panties over?

They are men like Pete Davidson, Dylan O'Brien, Timothee Chalamet, Tom Holland, and Harry Styles (sorry that I only listed white men). This men stand in direct contrast to everything men say that women want.

Look, this post is going long, so I will say summarize with these two points:

Naruto has always been gay, so of course Boruto is going to be gay. Even if Boruto ends up with Sarada, it will still probably be a gay series. The series idolizing, romanticizes and sexualizes the idea of all things masculine from the male perspective.

I think it would actually be the most beautiful ending if Boruto x Mitsuki becomes romantic endgame, because at least Kishimoto will be honest with himself about what his motivations really are. He wants to live in a world in which he can be in an emotionally intimate, vulnerable, and transparent relationship with a man that he admires who admires him in exchange. I think that's what most men actually want (whether that involves sex or not), but men don't ask for that because, well: No Homo. So, instead, we have a male loneliness and despair epidemic.

Now, you make ask justhoughts1310, is it wrong for men to like each other?

Of course not! I am a woman who loves women, values women, admires women, and thinks women are so amazing and beautiful. I am blown away by all that women are.

A large part of the Barbie movie, was the admiration of the amazingness of women despite all odds and obstacles. What I have a problem with is men denying their true desires and motivations, and in turn treating women as a prop in the games that they play to win over the approval of other men. Basically, men. If you want to have a dick measuring contest, leave all of us women and the rest of the world out of it.

#boruto #boruto x mitsuki #naruto #boruto x sarada #mitsuki #sarada #two blue vortex #boruto x sumire #borumitsu #boruto uzumaki #fuck the patriarchy #feminism #toxic masculinity #lgbt #gay #marvel #captain america #thor #sakura #sasuke #naruto x sasuke #hinata #iron man #the avengers #masashi kishimoto #barbie #barbie the movie

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Headcannon: Live Action Boruto:

Hi Everybody,

This is Slavik Pustovoytov aka Vik White, an Instagram and TikTok Dancer. I stole a few of his stills off of Insta, thanks Vik in advance.

The reason, I'm posting him, is because he is my headcannon for a live-action Boruto Uzumaki between the ages of 16-30 years old.

He's fit with a lean but muscular build, he's fashionable, he's athletic. He's Caucasian (he's actually ukranian), and he's blond. He, also, has the faded haircut.

I know Kishimoto announced there will be a live action Naruto movie. I don't know if there will ever be a live action Boruto movie, but this man has my vote.

Also, if you're wondering why I pointed out the fact that this man is Caucassian, Naruto and Sakura are both canonically American. I imagine that means white American.

Hinata and Sasuke are canonically Japanese. So, I guess that means Boruto is half white, half Japaense, but let's be honest Boruto is a 1:1 clone of Naruto and Minato. That boy got none of his mother's genetics.

I'm still looking for a live action Mitsuki. I imagine whoever it is will be Japanese. If you have any thoughts, I'd love for you to drop it in the comments.

#boruto #mitsuki #boruto next generation #live action #naruto #naruhina #sakura #boruto uzumaki #vik white

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Article shedding doubt on MitsuBoru.

https://screenrant.com/mitsuki-love-boruto-kawaki-translation-blue-vortex-8/

So, this article tries to asset that Ch.8 confirmed Mitsuki as LGBT is a mistranslation.

Why, because in the Spanish translation Mitsuki says "Por que Te Gusta Kawaki?"

"Why do you love Kawaki?"

Now this translation leaves me completely unphased because it's the exact same translation as the Raw translation on the spoilers.

What made me feel that Boruto was confirmed was not what Mitsuki said but what Eida said.

Eida said, "So, we are both in love?"

Basically, even when uou chanage the translations around a little to accommodate the ambiguity of the Japanese language, the chapter still confirms Mitsuki as LGBT and in love with Boruto.

Now, why would I say that, because this entire chapter is used to establish Eida as a potential love interest to Boruto as a way to signal Eida's shifting alliance from Kawaki to Boruto.

This chapter parallels Mitsuki's feelings for Boruto and Eida's feelings for Boruto, in order to make Eida's feelings make sense and give them basis.

So, yeah, Mitsuki is queer, and why wouldn't he be? He's a synthetic human who was made by the queerest transgender (nonbinary) Character in all of the wold of Naruto.

And, here's the thing about Orochimaru. I'm pretty sure up until this point, Orchimaru was the only character in all of the World of Naruto who had been canonically confirmed to be LGBT: genderqueer by their own verbal admission.

#boruto #boruto x mitsuki #boruto uzumaki #naruto #two blue vortex #boruto x sarada #mitsuki #sarada #borumitsu #boruto x sumire #orochimaru #lgbt #queer #transgender #spanish

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Mitsuki loves Boruto: Confirmed

Okay, folks, if you haven't seen it, the official translation is out, and it has officially (canonically) been confirmed that Mitsuki loves Boruto.

He says, "I don't know why I love Kawaki." We all know that in Mitsuki's mind, Kawaki is actually Boruto.

It then goes on to Eida saying, "Are you saying that I'm in love with the ideal of love?"

This refers to Eida and Mitsuki not having a real reason to love someone as cruel as Kawaki. However, if you have ever romantically loved someone before, you know that there is an aspect of that love that is centered around being in love with the ideal of being in love.

I think this is pretty damning proof, but what do you all think. I know plenty of Naruto Youtube Commenters are probably going to write this off completely, and say "See Eida is in love with Boruto", and just ignore everything Mitsuki said, or they're going to say some dumbshit like it's brotherly love.

No, it's not brotherly love. Eida loves Kawaki romantically. This panel is mirroring Eida and Mitsuki's feelings for the same person and their predicament. Without beating you over the head with it, Kishimoto is confirming in black and white ink that Mitsuki is in love with Boruto. Period.

#boruto x mitsuki #boruto uzumaki #boruto x sarada #naruto #mitsuki #sarada #boruto #boruto x sumire #borumitsu

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10 Year Reunion

I want to do something I've never done before. I want to post my original story. Please bare with me it's long (24 pages in words 1.5 space) and it has typos, but I will feel so blessed if you read it. Thank you!

High School Reunion (10 Years)

Author Forward:

            I want to start by saying that all the people in the story are real people whose names have been changed. I wanted to share this story in order to share my truth. However, to all of those internet sleuths out there, please do not try to identify the people in this story, and please do not dox any of us. The people in this story are all deeply important to me, except the ones who aren’t. Even those people are deserving of the utmost respect and are complex and multi-dimensional human beings who have real human emotions and a right to privacy.

            This story is the illustration of my dream and my hope for the future. That’s important, because as I former Christian I strongly believe in the Secret: the power of manifestation. I have literally been able to manifest everything else in my life that I have moved towards, excluding the healing of this particular relationship. I feel that I have exhausted my ways to appropriately move towards manifesting this desire of mine, so I am (anonymously) letting my desire be known to the world.

            I do not know how my story will be perceived in this story, whether good or bad. However, please remember two things: 1. I am human and worthy of grace. 2. I am not blameless.

            I hope that this story will entertain you all. I hope that it will move some of you and make others feel seen. If you learn anything at all from this story, I want you to learn that your feelings are valid and your feelings are real.

            You are not weird to want reconciliation and healing within your broken relationship. You’re not wrong for still loving that friend, partner, sibling, or parent that you lost connection with many years ago. You are simply a human having a human experience. You have the right to feel, and you have the right to love.

May – July 2025

            The high school reunion was everything Audrey thought that it would be, or maybe it wasn’t. It gave DMV or high school prom vibes. Audrey swirled her drink around her cup. In truth, she didn’t really want to be here, and she didn’t expect that many other people wanted to be here either.

            She was of the mind of many people. She didn’t need to be here, because everyone from high school who still mattered to her was actively part of her life still do this day. Everyone that was except for her: Anika Sharma.

            Audrey’s heart ached as the thought of Anika’s name echoed through her head. Her girlfriend winced in discomfort next to her, and she swiftly pulled away her hand and scolded Audrey. Audrey was quick to apologize. She had a tendency of accidentally squeezing or scratching Dunni whenever she was deep in thought. It was actually one of the main reasons that Dunni did not enjoy holding Audrey’s hand, despite Audrey’s protests and need for physical touch.

            Srinthi shifted next to her.

            “Oh look… there’s so-and-so…” Srinthi’s sweet voice rang out as she pointed to a small group of people that she was far more familiar with than Audrey ever was. Audrey frowned. She wasn’t interested in any of them, and she was ready to leave.

            Srinthi looked up and back and her with big eyes and kind face.

            “Go ahead and talk to them.” Audrey spoke encouragingly. “I’ll be here when you get back.” Audrey promised her dear friend of many years.

            “Are you sure you don’t want to talk to more people…?” Dunni asked.

            The room was somewhat disparate. Audrey had thought long and hard for nearly a year of who she would want to see if she saw anyone at all. Only a couple of names came to mind: Destinee and Raymond.

            Destinee didn’t know it, but Destinee had saved Audrey’s life. Deeply suicidal, Audrey wasn’t convinced that she would still be here today without Destinee’s intervention. A decade ago, Audrey was ready to end it all, and she was convinced that no one would care.

            Then there was Raymond. Still to this day, Audrey believed Raymond to be God’s greatest gift to the Earth. He, alone, was the kindest man she had ever met. His thoughtfulness and consideration blew Audrey away, and she felt blessed to have had known him even if it had only been for a season.

            I guess seeing some of the teachers was nice too, but it felt like something that she could have done at any time. Obviously, she couldn’t see all her old favorite teachers. Many of them had left like Mr. Herschel, Senorita Roberts, and Ms. Allen. However, many good ones who Audrey held dear to her heart stayed such as Mr. Alexander, Mrs. Fooks, Dr. Howard, and Mr. Jameson.

            There was one other person Audrey wondered if she wanted to see. She didn’t know what emotions she’d feel in their presence, but she felt that it was plausible that she would make an experience: Carina Lo. In Audrey’s mind, she had always seen Carina as a gate keeper to Anika. A part of her wondered, if she could just speak to Carina and get through to Carina, that maybe she’d have the chance to speak to Anika.

            Audrey was no longer certain if this was true, and every year that went by made Audrey less certain. She was sure the two of them were still good friends, but she wasn’t sure that Anika still hung on Carina’s every word as she once had.   

            “If you’re just going to stand here, then I’m going to go get some free food.” Dunni shrugged. Audrey gave a short nod of acknowledgement without looking at her girlfriend, and her girlfriend headed off to the buffet table.

            Audrey perched herself on the corner of the table and waited for her party to return to her. She released a long sigh and her shoulders dropped. She wasn’t sure if she wanted Alyse to be here with her. She figured that Alyse wouldn’t come and neither would anyone who lived out of state. Why would they? It was just a 10-year reunion. It wasn’t a 20-year reunion, and a lot of people hadn’t accomplished what they wanted to accomplish yet.

            Audrey had just been awarded her Associate of the Society of Actuaries (ASA) a few months prior, but she still wasn’t an FSA yet. In the same way, she imagined that many people who studied to be doctors were either still in medical school, still residents, or just started their first year of work as full-realized doctors. Though making it though medical school was a great accomplishment, it was hardly a bragging point when you remembered the low beginning salary and the crippling student loan debt.

            Audrey looked down at her watch. An hour had already gone by.

            “Oh… well…” This was a good opportunity to leave, go home, and drown her sorrows in some Bruster’s ice cream or some Cheesecake Factory cheesecake, maybe have sex with Dunni, and watch a movie on HBO Max or Prime Video.

            She watched as from the far corners of the room, Dunni and Srinthi began to head back towards her, when she saw three figures enter the room.

            The first figure was really tall and frankly unmistakable. Audrey’s heart skipped a beat and her mouth filled with acid. She often told herself that she didn’t care, but she knew that deep within her there was a part of her that was still mad at Tabitha. Audrey ground her teeth and pursed her lips.

            Srinthi looked back and noticed Tabitha. She looked as if she were going to say nothing, but she saw Audrey’s face and decided against it.

            “We can go home if you want…” Srinthi began to say, but she stopped when she saw Audrey intently analyzing the second tallest figure. The room was still smokey with fog, but Srinthi and Audrey were both able to make out the figure.

            Audrey would say that the woman was far more beautiful than Audrey remembered, but that wasn’t true. By pure coincidence, Audrey had accidentally seen her on the Model Path Trail in 2021. She had watched the woman intently, because she thought she was a stunning Asian woman, which was fine. There were many stunning Asian women, but there was something about this specific woman that made Audrey look longer, until she saw it all at once. The woman was Carina Lo.

            Carina Lo: the woman who was single handedly accountable for breaking Audrey’s heart and destroyed her trust, because she meddled in Audrey’s relationship with Anika in the most malicious of ways.

            Audrey wasn’t entirely surprised that Carina was here. Carina still lived in Georgia, and she was also such a fucking shmooze-er. She was appearance and network driven. She always knew the right thing to say, and in Audrey’s distant experience, she had difficultly being sincere.

            An expertly cut bob and a better fitting wardrobe had turned Carina from a funny looking girl to a true aesthetic beauty of a woman. Despite Audrey’s distaste for Carina, Audrey couldn’t deny that Carina had found her look and had subsequently become gorgeous.

            Audrey shook her head slowly. She watched the group like a predator, and she unconsciously brought her knuckles to her lips.

            Should she say anything? Should she say anything at all?             A small part of her wanted to speak to Carina, but another part of her would not mind never speaking to Carina again, less Carina deceive Audrey and give her false hope.

            The third figure was obviously shorter, and they seemed to tuck themselves behind Carina and Tabitha. The group moved as one to another group of people who stood closer to the dance floor. The two groups greeted each other gleefully and the room became noticeably louder.

            The group shifted ever so slightly, and the third figure was finally revealed.

            “Ugh…” Audrey’s breath caught in her throat. Her hand instinctively gripped the table and her jaw unconsciously locked. Her heartbeat quickened, and tears burned at the corners of her eyes. Unfortunately, Audrey didn’t know how to cry.

            Audrey did not know what to do. She had not planned for this in a meaningful way. She wanted to run away. She wanted to scream. She wanted to cry. She wanted to throw herself into Anika Sharma’s arms and bare her soul to Anika all night. She wanted to tell Anika everything that happened over the last ten years.

            Yet, despite all of that, Audrey stayed frozen in place. She felt trapped within herself. This felt like all of Audrey’s PTSD nightmares over the last ten years come to life, but Audrey wanted to this. She still wanted Anika. She always had.

            Audrey steadied her breathing and found herself enough to blink. A single tear rolled down her cheek.

            This was the whole reason she came here tonight. She came her tonight for the slimmest chance of being able to see Anika here, talk to her, and fix what had been broken 10 years ago. She just didn’t actually believe that Anika would come. She thought that Anika would avoid this place, like the plague out of fear that Audrey would be here.

            Audrey stood up steadying her feet under her.

            Dunni noticed the tear that had slipped down her girlfriend’s cheek. Her eyes followed Audrey’s, and she saw the petite woman (taller than Srinthi) standing on the other side of the room. She had never seen a picture of Anika before, but she knew it was Anika as soon as she saw her. Anika was absolutely gorgeous. She looked like the sun itself with the mane of a lion.

            Dunni found her own heartbeat quickening. Suddenly, her stomach felt unsettled, and she wished that she had not eaten as much as she did. Though, Dunni had never thought she would find love, she found it with Audrey. There was no doubt in Dunni’s mind that Audrey was the love of her life. Yet, Dunni often found herself doubting if Audrey felt the same way.

            She witnessed how much time Audrey spent thinking about Anika. She saw all the pain, agony, distress and longing Audrey felt over Anika. A part of Dunni wondered if Anika was, in fact, the love of Audrey’s life, but Dunni was too afraid to ask. In truth, Audrey was also afraid to answer.

            Could this be the moment that Dunni lost everything? She had finally allowed herself to believe that she could have forever with Audrey and that the two of them could be married. Now, she was watching Audrey silently cry over another woman that she at one point was very much in love with.

            “Hey…?” Audrey grabbed Dunni gently. She forced a reassuring smile as she looked at Dunni. Her eyes tried to convince Dunni that this was all she wanted: that Dunni’s love, and Srinthi’s friendship were more than enough. “We can leave now if you want?” Audrey offered Dunni.

            Dunni blinked. Everything in Dunni’s body screamed ‘yes’. She desperately wanted to run the hell up out of there. She wanted to drag Audrey to the courthouse out of fear of losing her, but she knew that if Audrey didn’t try to talk to Anika today, that she would always wonder. Dunni shook her head. Audrey and Dunni had been together for almost four years, and Dunni was so fucking tired of living with the ghost of Anika every day. She was so fucking tired of sleeping with the ghost of Anika.

            This needed to end one way or another, and they both had the opportunity to make that happen today.

            “You should go talk to her.” Dunni finally found her voice again. Her voice was soft, barely audible but strong. She spoke with an unwavering conviction that surprised even her.

            “How could she just be okay with Audrey going to speak with her ex?” They both wondered in unison. For Audrey, she saw Anika as her ex-best friend. For Dunni, none of that mattered because the way Anika impacted their relationship, Anika may of well have been Audrey’s ex-girlfriend.

            Audrey took a long look at Dunni. She searched Dunni’s eyes for permission, and Dunni’s demeanor did not waiver.

            “Go talk to her.” Dunni pushed Audrey towards the other side of the room where Anika was, before Audrey lost her nerve.

            Crossing the high school cafeteria again felt weird. It brought back so many memories. It brought back memories of both international night and memories of when Anika and Audrey had once stayed late after school. They had an assignment that had to be completed, but they also had to finish their Herschel notes, so they ran back to the classroom together and worked on them side by side.

            Another tear fell from Audrey’s eyes. Audrey had spent so much time these last ten years feeling as though she had just missed Anika. She felt as though she saw Anika’s ghost everywhere, but she could never reach her. She’d find herself in familiar places, and she was half convinced that Anika would walk up to her, wave at her, or hug her.

            Another tear tried to escape, but Audrey blinked them away.

            She was terrified. Every step was harder than the last. Her heart palpitated loudly. She moved slowly out of fear that she’d scare Anika and that Anika would run away again (for the third time). It had been ten years, Audrey prayed that the two of them were past at least this at this point.

            Audrey neared the group. She eyed them as she circled their perimeter. Anika was engrossed in conversation, but at the same time, Audrey could feel Anika watching her out of the corner of her eye.

            The two women’s eyes met and Audrey’s blood ran cold. They both quickly looked away, and Audrey found herself starring at the vending machine on the wall. Audrey looked at the wall for a long time, and she imagined herself leaning against it. She imagined herself just staying firmly planted there until she gained courage.

            “No.” Audrey shook her head. She refused to live her dreams/nightmares out in real life. She loved this woman. She had been without this woman for an entire decade, and she was going to get what she wanted from this woman, even if it took a long series of baby steps.

            Audrey stood up straight, hooked her fingers into her belt loops and made a beeline for the group. She positioned herself in such a way that Anika would have to walk past her in order to leave the room. Then, Audrey entered the group. She stepped around Tabitha, and she stepped closer to Anika.

            The group greeted her respectfully, but Carina and Tabitha eyed her nervously. Carina looked as if she wanted to say something, as if she wanted to play bodyguard. Audrey bit her lip. She didn’t know what to do. On the other hand, she felt that she needed to acknowledge Carina.

            Despite how little Audrey thought of Carina, she still chose to believe that Carina truly cared for Anika’s well-being. She needed Carina to know that she meant Anika no harm. She needed Carina to know that she knew the risks. She needed Carina to know that Audrey knew that in one foul sweep that she would retraumatize Anika and her both. Nonetheless, Audrey needed this desperately. She needed this like she needed to breathe. She was exhausted of living like this and could not take much more.

            Audrey looked at Carina and held her gaze for just a moment.

            “Please.” Audrey silently mouthed the words. Her eyes begged Carina.

            She knew that she wasn’t really asking Carina for permission. She needed to ask Anika, but she knew that Anika would never relax if Carina didn’t.

            Carina looked at Audrey for a long moment. She looked uneasy. Her mind seemed to be torn. Everything that happened had been so traumatizing, but the worst of it had also happened a decade ago. Audrey clearly felt guilty, and this was Audrey’s way of… Audrey was sexually interested in Anika…

            Carina paused for a second. She didn’t know any of that to be true, and as a school counselor with her Master of Education who specialized in suicide recovery and crisis management, she couldn’t assign any of those motivations to Audrey. Audrey was an 18-year-old child when she made her rash and inappropriate choices, and now Audrey was a nearly 30-year-old woman. She couldn’t ascribe the same motivations to Audrey that she once did. Frankly, she didn’t really know what Audrey wanted with Anika after all these years, but she knew it was her responsibility to listen.

            A part of Carina began to feel protective. What if she talked to Audrey first and then saw if Audrey was fit to talk to Anika? Then Carina could give Anika her recommendation. Yet, Anika was a nearly 30-year-old woman as well. She had the right to make her own choices, and if she wasn’t ready to talk to Audrey, then nothing would change that.

            Carina relaxed and nodded to Audrey, giving her approval.

            Audrey seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. She thanked Carina silently, before turning her attention to Anika.

            She paused for a long moment and they two women looked at each other out of the corners of their eyes. They both stood tense. Audrey wrung her finger together.

            “If you’re amenable to it… I don’t mean to bother you… I am sorry for bothering you…” Audrey mouthed the words to herself, and then shook her head. She didn’t want to be passive. She didn’t want to use the subjunctive or permissible language.

            This person meant everything to her, and she would not know peace until she took her shot in person. If Anika rejected her, then so be it. Yet, Anika seemed to still be able to will herself to stand in Audrey’s presence. Audrey didn’t know what she’d do if Anika left right now.

            For almost two years, Audrey had convinced herself that she hated Anika and wanted nothing to do with her, but her therapist had opened a can of worms, and reminded her that she loved Anika. All at once, Audrey realized that the feelings had never gone away. They hadn’t dimmed or subsided. They were just as strong as the day when Audrey realized that she was in love with Anika, and that made Audrey feel like shit.

            It made Audrey feel like shit, because she was in love with Dunni. Dunni was her promise, her future, her peace, her empathy, her family, her tether to the world, and her enlightened perspective all at once. Dunni was everything that Audrey could have never imagined and more. Audrey delighted in Dunni every single day from the first day the two of them started talking about sloths and koalas with chlamydia.

            Yet, Audrey was still in love with Anika, and standing here made Audrey feel like her whole heart was going to explode. Was she a bad girlfriend? Was she sinful?

            Dunni had once told Audrey that she was in love with Jessica, and the revelation left Audrey unbothered. Of course, Dunni was in love with Jessica, Jessica was Dunni’s soulmate. Audrey was convinced that the two of them were made for one another. The two of them continued to exist when they both wanted to die a long time ago, because they had each other. Yet, there was nothing romantic between them.

            So, aside from some excessive cuddling, Audrey didn’t mind that Audrey was one of two people that Dunni was madly in love with. Audrey just wished that she could give Dunni the confidence to not mind that Audrey was madly in love with both Anika and her as well.

            When Audrey thought about the complimentary way that Anika and her lives played out and continue to play out, Audrey could begin to believe for just the briefest of ways that Anika was her soulmate. If there was ever someone that God had made just for Audrey and cut from the same cloth, it was Anika.  

            Audrey knew Anika was different from the day she met her when they were both 11, despite the fact that she thought Anika was weird. In the same way, Audrey knew that Dunni was different from the day she met her, despite the fact that she thought she was weird. And Audrey loved both of them every day, she loved both of them so much that she was convinced that she loved them before she ever met them and that she had always loved them.

            “May I please speak with you tonight, Anika?” Audrey finally spoke. She ultimately used the subjunctive tense, but there was a respectful confidence in her voice. Her voice was calm, firm, but even.

            Anika’s lips parted. A part of her had wanted to scream ‘no’, and another part of her was curious. However, there was a gentle strength in her voice that made Anika feel safe. It felt so familiar, like one of Audrey’s hugs and her sweet scent. Anika felt emotional. In the past, how had Audrey always made her feel so safe and so seen?

            Audrey didn’t wait for Anika’s answer. She could almost feel everyone’s eyes on the two of them.

            “I’m going back to the other side of the cafeteria. I’m going to be leaving in the next 30 minutes. If you want to talk to me, then come find me. If you’re not ready tonight, then I’m sure you know how to figure out ways to contact me. I have never blocked you on anything at any point.” Audrey’s voice remained calm and steady.

            Anika played with the ring on the finger on her right hand. She gave Audrey a gentle nod. Audrey nodded in acknowledgement. Audrey then slid out of the group and headed back to the other side of the room.

            Audrey rejoined Dunni and Srinthi. She continued to lean against the table, but her heart palpitated out of her chest. It felt like her heart was beating a million beats a second. She felt as though she was going to be incurably ill, and she wanted to vomit. Her body shook slightly, and her girlfriend Dunni and her friend Srinthi looked at her with immense concern.

            Audrey wanted to break down and fall apart. She wanted to bawl her eyes out for days, but she had no ability to cry. She had no strength to turn her anger into violence. All she could do was feel trapped within herself. She wasn’t convinced that Anika would walk over here to talk to her.

            Tonight, would just become another slight. It would be another cut to the heart and a laceration to the flesh that Audrey would have to staple back together and sew up with sutures. At least, she’d be able to say she got the chance to stand next to Anika again. However, that might manufacture hope within Audrey, and hope made Audrey deeply miserable.

            Her hope for Anika warred against her peace and satisfaction with the beautiful life that God had already blessed her with. Who was she to want more? How dare she ask God for more?             She had two phenomenal friends of over ten years: Alyse and Srinthi. She had a beautiful girlfriend and soon to be fiancée: Dunni Choate. She had work friends and bible study friends and mentees that she poured into. She still had two amazing parents. So, why did she want more? Why did she want Anika?

            She refused to trade anything that she gained for the past. She refused to lose Alyse, Srinthi, her work and bible study friends, or her parents. However, the person who she was most terrified of losing was her baby: Dunni. Dunni: one of the most beautiful women inside and out to every walk the face of the Earth. Dunni who showed Audrey every day that she deserved love, and who refused to ever let Audrey settle.

            Who was Audrey to want both of them and pray for a reality where that would even work out? Audrey was getting so far ahead of herself. Audrey shook her head. Much of this was null and void, because there was such a high chance that Anika would refuse to talk to her altogether. Without conversation, there would continue to be no relationship of any sort.

            “Audrey…?” A voice breathed. She expected it to be Dunni or Srinthi, but it wasn’t. It was Anika. “Can we talk now?”

            Her voice was like a song.

            Audrey looked up at Anika, and a single tear fell down Audrey’s cheek. Audrey’s eyes were red with tears.

            She hadn’t heard Anika’s voice in a decade, and the sound of it meant everything to her. The sound of Anika’s voice was worth more than gold. The only one was a voice equally as magnificent was Dunni’s, which is why Audrey saved every voice recording and voicemail that Dunni had ever sent her.

            “Yes.” Audrey breathed before she remembered to ask Dunni and Srinthi for permission. Dunni, because Dunni is her girlfriend, and Srinthi, because they all rode together.

            Audrey stopped, realizing what she had done, and she looked to both of them.

            Srinthi looked tense. She had no kindness in her eyes for Anika. At times, Audrey did wonder if Srinthi disliked Anika. She was never sure, but she knew that Srinthi didn’t care for Carina.

            Dunni looked fearful. Audrey squeezed Dunni’s hand and tried to give her a reassuring smile, before she kissed her on the cheek and whispered into her ear,

            “You are always my priority.”

            At that moment, both of them relaxed. Neither of them knew what the future was going to hold, but both of them knew what the past held. Audrey chose Dunni every day. Audrey had always chosen Dunni. She had always put Dunni first, provided for and protected Dunni, and Dunni had down the same for Audrey. None of that was going to change after tonight.

            Audrey lifted Dunni’s hand to her lips, and she kissed the back of Dunni’ s hand lovingly, before Audrey stood up and pushed away from the table.

            Audrey then followed Anika through the cafeteria and into the West Wing. The two of them walked until they made it to Mrs. Marx’s former classroom, and both sat down at the table in the third row on the right side of the classroom.

            Audrey scratched at the tabletop. This room held so many memories, and it appeared to be relatively unchanged. Years ago, Audrey used to always wonder when she had fallen in love with Anika, when did their friendship become something significantly more to her? As she looked at the gray tabletop, she knew it was here.

            Well, not here per say. The room had been ordered in reverse alphabetical order. Audrey, last name, Alexander had sat in the back with Steph Bradely, who she deeply detested, and Anika sat in the front with people like Huda, Arshia (and maybe even Victoria).

            At night, when Mrs. Marx would assign essays and writing assignments, Anika and Audrey would read over each other’s work. Some nights when Mr. Herschel would assign Herschel notes, Anika and Audrey would text and call each other to keep each other company. Audrey wasn’t even supposed to be in this class. She wasn’t placed in this class at the beginning of the year. She was actually placed in honors US History and honors American Literature, but she begged and she prayed to be in APUSH.

 Even then, she still wasn’t supposed to be in this class. She had been placed in the opposite block with Carina first. However, the problem was that Anastashia Jebraili was in that block, and at that point in Audrey’s young life, Anna was the greatest evil that Audrey had ever known. In middle school Anna (who once was a friend), harassed Audrey to no end. Sometimes, Audrey wondered if Anika viewed her in the same light. Nonetheless, Audrey asked Mrs. Marx to place her in the opposite class. That’s how Audrey ended up in the same block as Anika.

            If it wasn’t for that, the two of them would have never been friends the way that they were when high school began to draw to a close. Now that Audrey was sitting here connecting the dots, a part of her wished that she had never asked to switch from honors US History to APUSH. Then she and Anika would never have become close friends, then she would have never fallen in love with Anika, and she never would have experienced the pain and heartbreak she had felt over the last ten years. Then she could actually love Dunni without hesitation or restraint.

            Audrey felt herself becoming emotional again. Her eyes grew wet. She wanted to cry, but she didn’t know how to. There was only one time in Audrey’s entire life that she had been able to cry for herself, and that time she was crying because of Anika.

            “Audrey…?” Anika breathed again as she saw how wet Audrey’s eyes were. She moved her hand closer to Audrey’s, but the two women didn’t touch. Audrey noticed and wondered what Anika’s skin felt like. What would it feel like to hold Anika’s petite hand again.

            Audrey still remembered the way Anika’s hugs felt. It was funny. When Audrey hugged Dunni, Dunni filled her arms completely. It felt as if Dunni had been created just to stand in Audrey’s arms, and as though Audrey’s arms had been created just to hold Dunni. However, when Audrey hugged Anika, she realized just how small Anika really was. She used to wear loose fitting clothing, so she was much smaller than she appeared, and she already appeared small.

            Whenever Anika hugged Audrey, it was always the same. Audrey would wrap her arms around Anika’s waist, and Anika would drape her arms over Audrey’s shoulders and encircle Audrey’s neck. Towards the end of their friendship, their hugs had begun to last a little bit longer than they should have, but it wasn’t because Audrey hadn’t been the one to let go.

            Now, when Audrey hugged Dunni, she made sure that she was always the last one to let go. She always ensured that the hug lasted a little bit too long, even if Dunni protested.

            The memory of Anika in Audrey’s arms made Audrey’s heart skip a beat, and she almost stood up and ran out of the room. What the hell was she doing? She needed to forget about Anika! She wanted to believe that she could stop herself from having romantic feelings for Anika, but she wasn’t entirely sure, and that terrified her. It mortified her, because she genuinely did want to give Dunni everything, and she wanted so much for Dunni to have all of her.

            Audrey sat up straight. Her shoulders tensed and she exhaled, allowing her mind to clear.

            “What did you want to talk to me about?” Anika asked, allowing Audrey to go first, once Audrey’s mind looked more settled.

            “I…” Audrey paused for a long moment. She didn’t know what she wanted to talk to Anika about. There’s was so much that Audrey wanted to tell Anika, but at the same time, she didn’t want to tell er anything at all. They’d need a year of phone calls every day just to catch up, because Audrey wanted to tell Anika everything and she wanted to know everything about Anika. The two of them had missed a whole decade of each other’s lives.

            However, despite all that, that’s not what this talk was about, because Anika and Audrey still were not friends. There was a strong chance that the two of them would never be friends ever again. So, all the things that Audrey wanted to tell Anika really didn’t matter.

            Audrey just needed to make sure that she said her peace with this once in a lifetime opportunity. That was all she could do, and all that she could ask for. She had no idea how much time she had with Anika before Dunni and Srinthi came to get her, before Anika decided to leave, or before the ten-year reunion was over altogether.

            Audrey closed her eyes. She felt crazy for what she was about to say next, but she had to say it. She might never get another chance to say it again, and she had never said it before.

            “Thank you for being willing to speak with me Anika Sharma. Before I start, because I don’t know how much time we have. I want to start by saying this: Anika Sharma, I love you. I have always loved you to the point that I do not know exactly when my love for you began. Ten years later, and my love for you has still not diminished even one ounce. In high school, I do not believe that I was you best friend, but by the time senior year rolled around, you were my best friend. I don’t say this, because I have any romantic desires of fantasies or because I am holding onto the past. I have a beautiful relationship with one of the most amazing women I’ve ever met, and I want to spend forever with. I say this, because I never got the chance to say it before, and I wish that I had. I wish I had said it 10 years ago.”

            Anika sat still for a long moment. She watched Audrey and then she spoke.

            “You did say it ten years ago, when you were sitting in the alcove outside of Dr. Howard’s room after school in our free period.”

            Audrey was almost surprised that Anika remembered, but it didn’t matter, because Audrey remembered it clearly too.

            “No. It doesn’t count. I said it with hesitancy and apprehension. I didn’t even look you in the eye when I said it, and I strung it into another sentence about something else. I didn’t give it the justice that it deserved, so I want to say it again now.”

            “I love you, Anika Sharma. You have always been very special to me.”

            “How do you know that you still love me? You haven’t seen me in 10 years. How do you know that you don’t love the idea of me? How do you know that it is not like the… obsession you had on Arshia?”

            “I definitely have ideas about you, but I don’t even remember what those ideas are anymore. What I do know, is that I truly believe that people at their core stay the same, so… In many ways, I know that you are probably completely different than the 16, 17, 18-year-old Anika that I fell in love with. Yet, I know in a myriad of other ways, that you are exactly the same, because she is you and you are her.”

            “I… umm…” Anika didn’t quite know what to say. She felt like she was fighting herself. She wanted to jump out of her skin and feel creeped out that after ten years Audrey said that she still loved her, but Anika didn’t feel creeped out. There was nothing crazed or perverted about what Audrey said. She looked into Audrey’s eyes and knew that Audrey meant every single word, and she had declared it as calmly as she had declared it definitively. “Well… I apologize, but I can’t say that I feel the same way. You…” Anika started to say and then she stopped.

            A pang of pain flashed through Audrey’s eyes, but her face remained unsurprised. It was clear that Audrey had never told Anika she loved her expecting Anika to say it in return. She simply wanted Anika to know that she was loved and thought of.

            “I wanted to say one more thing in person while I have the chance.” Audrey spoke. “I feel that it’s only right to say it in person, even though I know that I’ve said it in letters and emails far too many times.”

            Audrey paused for a long moment. She found Anika’s eyes again, and the two held each other’s gaze.

            “Anika, I am so sorry. I am so embarrassed and ashamed of what I did. I don’t sit here today to ask you for your forgiveness. I don’t have the right to ask you for it. I know the pain that I felt and how that motivated me to behave the way that I did. I give myself that grace, but it does not excuse my actions.

            I am sorry for how I treated you towards the end of high school. I apologize for how I disregarded and trampled over your feelings. I apologize for how I attacked your friend Carina with my words. I, also, apologize for not respecting your boundaries and for violating your consent multiple times in the years following high school, after you told me via email that I should move on and that you did not wish to speak to me.

            I did not have the tools I needed to process and regulate my emotions at the time, and I should have put my effort time and attention into getting those tools and fully utilizing them, instead of making you the target of my unprocessed emotions.”

            Anika blinked in surprise. Her eyes widened almost in disbelief.

            Audrey wasn’t a kid anymore. She wasn’t 18 anymore, but she was still Audrey. She was so mature and introspective. She was well-spoken and matter of fact. Her confidence, despite her strong emotions, placed Anika at ease as it used to when they were kids.

            Anika had played Audrey up to be the monster in her head for decades, and there was nothing there. She didn’t yet know if she wanted to speak to Audrey again after this, but she did know that there was nothing there. Audrey wasn’t intimidating. She was gentle, and she was just as terrified as Anika. She restrained herself physically, mentally and emotionally throughout the entire conversation. She yielded to Anika and checked in on her. She took accountability, and she did not shift blame, nor did she overshare.

            She was honest, transparent, and vulnerable.

            She was 18 year old Anika’s best friend, who Anika had met when she was 11 and lost when she was 19.

            “Anika…?” Audrey asked.

            Anika looked at Audrey only to see that Audrey was watching her with concern. She looked back at Audrey in surprise, and Audrey stood up and walked to the front of the room.

            Audrey grabbed something off the teacher’s desk and sat back down and placed it in front of Anika. It was a box of tissues.

            “Oh…” Anika touched her cheeks lightly to find that they were damp. She hadn’t realized that she had started crying. She wiped her tears away, but more tears flowed down her cheeks.

            Audrey pulled a tissue from the box, and she gently placed it next to Anika’s right hand that was resting on the desk. Anika picked up the tissue and wiped her eyes before blowing her nose, but more tears fell.

            This was all too much to handle. Anika wanted to jump out of her skin and run out of the room. She felt nauseous and her heart ached. All these years, Anika told herself that it didn’t matter how she treated Audrey, how she rejected Audrey, because Audrey was a vindictive and manipulative person who was only capable of cruelty and didn’t know love, but that wasn’t true.

            Audrey was capable of immense love. She just didn’t always understand her emotions. She had phenomenal self-awareness and accountability, and she catered to Anika. She had always catered to Anika. Every time she had waited for Anika outside of class, she had catered to Anika. Every time she had helped Anika with an essay (whether it was for Marx or college), she had catered to Anika. Evey time, she bought Anika the perfect gift or took Anika home after school, she had catered to Anika. Every time Audrey did Anika a favor that Anika knew no one else would do for her and Audrey went the extra mile, she had catered to Anika. And here she was, nearly 30 years old, and she was still catering to Anika, because that’s who she was. That’s who she is.

            Anika felt horrible. She shook her head.

            She had told herself for the last ten years that she didn’t need Audrey, and maybe that was true. Anika had a numerous amount of friends, but a part of her did want the friend that Audrey had once been to her.

            “I… umm…” Anika didn’t know what to say.

            Audrey rolled her lips in, looked down at her phone, and frowned as if she were remembering something when she looked at the time. Anika and Audrey knew what it both meant. Audrey had to go, but she didn’t want to.

            Audrey stood up to her feet, and she looked down on Anika. She stood silent for a long moment.

            “I just want to say a few things, before I leave… and I apologize if I spoke so much that I did not give you adequate time to speak. That was not my intention, and I should have been more considerate of you and more aware of the time myself.”             “The first thing I want to say is… and this might sound weird, but… I forgive you. I don’t think you can begin to know how much you walking away from me, and refusing to talk to me when we were in the same space hurt me. I don’t think you have any idea how traumatic that was for me and my mental health. However, I understand why you did it. You have the right to self-preservation and to protect yourself. You owe no one an explanation or justification for that, so for that I forgive you.

            The second thing that I want to say is that… I know we didn’t have a lot of time to speak today. I feel like there’s still a lot of healing that we need to do separately, and there’s a lot of healing we need to do together (if that’s something you’re ever interested in), so here’s my number…” Audrey slide Anika the number on a small piece of notebook paper she tore off. “It’s the same as it was in high school, so you can call me anytime, and we can meet up for coffee. Of course, I don’t drink coffee, so for me it would be hot chocolate, but I digress.”

            Audrey rambled a little and Anika found herself smiling to herself ever so slightly. Audrey had the same mannerisms that she always had. She still did the little over share, the digression, and she still had the sly playful smirk. Her large, dark Alexander eyes still sparkled when they caught the light when Audrey talked about something she really liked, and Audrey still titled her head up to the ceiling when she was talking through her thoughts. Audrey didn’t think that Anika noticed all these things about Audrey, but that was the thing, Anika had always noticed everything about Audrey.

            Anika could pick Audrey out from a crowd, she’d know Audrey’s voice anywhere, she could pull out Audrey’s handwritten letter from a mountain of handwritten letters, she could know if she was texting Audrey without Audrey ever identifying herself. She knew what Audrey would wear and what Audrey wouldn’t wear. She knew this woman to the core. She knew this woman to the misplaced, curly hair. She knew Audrey this well, because she had once loved Audrey more than almost anyone. There was a point that if she had lost all of her friends after high school except for Carina and Audrey, then she would have been alright. So, why had Anika become so cynical and spiteful towards Audrey over the last decade? It’s because Audrey had broken her heart. Audrey had broken Anika’s heart so irrevocably, and Audrey was one of the few people that Anika had ever given enough power to in order to do just that.

            “Oh, and the last thing, I want to say before I leave… Maybe, I’m weird to say it, but I want to leave everything on the table. I don’t want to regret anything. If I had one wish in the entire world. If someone asked me what I really true want, there’s only one thing that comes to mind (granted that I don’t lose all the love in relationships that I have gained). I want you. I want you as my friend again. I know that’s a big ask, but there’s not a single day that’s gone by that I haven’t missed your friendship.”

            With that Audrey gave Anika a small smile and a nod. Audrey seemed to wait for a long moment to see if Anika would say something.

            For a second Anika didn’t have the words, until she finally found something to say.

            “You should get back to your friends.” Anika dismissed Audrey.

            Pain shot through Audrey’s heart, but she resisted wincing. That was Audrey’s answer. For the last ten years, Audrey had given trying to heal and remedy her relationship with Anika everything she had, and that was Anika’s answer. There was literally nothing else left to be done. It was over, but at least Audrey could have peace tonight knowing that she had been brave: she had confronted Anika and told her exactly how she felt. It wasn’t enough for Anika, but it would come to be more than enough for Audrey.

            “Goodbye Anika Sharma. I hope that your life is as beautiful and amazing as you are.” Audrey politely spoke her salutation and left.

            Anika sat there for a long time by herself before Carina and Tabitha came to collect her. 10 years ago, Audrey had broken Anika’s heart, but now Anika finally realized that she had broken Audrey’s heart as well.

Epilogue:

Audrey stood next to Dunni’s side and smiled happily. She kissed her wife’s temple and asked her if she wanted a drink.  

            “Oooo see if they have some sweat green tea!” Dunni smiled from ear to ear. “I’ve been good this week, so I can have some. I haven’t had much sugar.” Dunni said referring to her chronic sugar induced headaches.

            “Knowing the host of this party, they absolutely have sweet green tea and or peach tea.” Audrey beamed at her wife. “I’ll be right back.” Audrey promised before she leaned forward and gave her wife a quick peck on the lips.

            A small blush spread across Dunni’s golden Alexander cheeks. She hadn’t always liked PDA, but she loved knowing that Audrey loved to love her outload. She loved knowing that she truly was and always Audrey’s number one priority.

            She knew that she had been married to Audrey for almost eight years from now, but the appeal of it all never wore off, and Dunni never took it for granted. Dunni got her happy ending, she found her Princess Charming, and Audrey was more than glad to give it all to her.

            Audrey walked across the kitchen towards the beverage table. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Dunni make her way over a group of other spouses and begin to crack jokes with them. Audrey smiled; her wife’s laugh was contagious.

            “Hi Mommy!!” Two small voices chimed in unison and called up to her as she walked past them. Audrey looked down to see Dunni’s and her two daughters: Ryon and Zashia sitting on the floor and playing with their friend Hira, who was the daughter of the host.

            “Hira, Ryon and I are all drawing pictures of Financimal’s characters together. When we get home, can we use your XP Pen monitor, so we could upload our pictures to the Financimal’s Instagram account?” Zashia asked with beautiful bright eyes and a round, chocolate face.

            “You can...” Audrey smiled, “But remember not to work too hard and have some fun,” Audrey warned her daughters.

            “Working hard on your side hustle is fun!” Hira and Ryon exclaimed at the same time.

            Audrey chuckled nervously and walked away. She hoped that the girls hadn’t learned that from her. If they had, Dunni was going to kill her later.

            Audrey continued to the beverage table, when she was stopped by the host. The host grabbed her arm gently, and she led her into the home office where she shut the door behind them.

            “Hey… I’m sorry for pulling you away.” She apologized. “I know that you were headed to get a drink for Dunni, but I wanted to show you something real quick!” She looked so excited as though she were going to begin to bounce up and down.

            “Yeah, no problem, what is it that you want to show me Sharma?” Audrey asked warmly, while she grinned at Anika slyly. Audrey didn’t always call Anika by her maiden name, but when she did, it meant something special between the two of them.

            “Turn around.” Anika instructed Audrey softly.

            Audrey turned around to see a large frame on the wall, framing a document with Anika’s signature on it: Anika Sharma, MSPH as well as the signature of the House Speaker and the Senate Leader.

            “I wanted you to be the first person to see that I framed the bill. Without all of your help, I would have never successfully proposed my first health policy bill to be passed by both houses of congress.” Anika thanked Audrey.

            Audrey turned to face Anika. Anika looked emotional and tears began to run down Anika’s cheeks.

            “It looks amazing! I’m sure you could have done it without me.” Audrey smiled at Anika humbly.

            “No…” Anika shook her head. “I couldn’t have. In fact, I want to show you something.”

            Anika stepped towards the bill, and she pointed up to a single line.

            “The validity of the data and actuarial assumptions contained in this bill verified by Audrey Natalia Blake-Choate, FSA, MAAA.”

            Now, Audrey found tears running down her own cheeks. This moment almost felt like too much. There were times when Audrey had begun to believe that neither of these things would be possible. She began to believe that Anika and she would never be friends again, and she began to believe that she’d never be an FSA. Yet now, Anika and Audrey were friends again and their names were on the same bill, and Audrey was an FSA. She was an FSA that had her work validated by congress.

            Audrey chuckled a light chuckle and a few more tears rolled down her cheeks.

            “Thank you, Anika.” Audrey whispered.

            “No, thank you.” Anika whispered to Audrey in return, and before Audrey knew it, Anika had pulled Audrey into her arms. Anika had slightly more weight on her than she did twenty years ago, but she still didn’t fill all the space in Audrey’s arms. She was still tiny. She still draped her arms over Audrey’s shoulders and encircled her arms around Audrey’s neck. Audrey still instinctively wrapped her arms around Anika’s waist. After 20 years, the two women still didn’t skip a beat, when it came to holding one another.

            “Thank you so much for being my friend even when I wasn’t a friend to you.” Anika whispered into Audrey’s ear so quietly that no one else would have heard her even if someone else was in the room. “I’ll never be able to say it enough, but I love you Audrey Natalia Blake.”

            “Thank you, Anika. I always knew that you were worth the wait.” Audrey squeezed Anika even tighter. “I know that I will never stop saying it, so get ready to get sick of it. I love you, Anika Sharma.”

End.

#original story #short novel #love story #friendship #to love #for your entertainment #high school #angst #gay girl #lgbt #dream #hope #reunion #healing #reconciliation #love #understanding

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I will say this, because my girlfriend studied animation so she knows a good bit about movie production.

No one read into Supercorp. It was incredibly obvious and heavy handed, and it did continue to display a lot of parallelism that we see with Luis x Clark as well as LGBT themes. The fans absolutely were not trying to make something out of nothing. That's why a lot of the show was queerbaiting and gaslighting.

I 1000000% understand why actresses Katie McGrath and Melissa Benoist were oblivious to this whole thing. You have to realize that they are filming multiple episodes and scenes all in one day and in a series of days. They as the actresses have no idea how all of these final scenes will be spliced together to tell a story. Only the writers, directors, and editors are privy to this. Therefore, I will say that the ultimate responsibility falls on them and not Katie and Melissa. The writers and directors would have been more than aware of the lore and the parallelism that they were creating and mirroring in the Superhero and DC Universe.

I don't really feel that Supergirl that is all that compelling of a show. For that reason, the same thing I kept it on TV for 100+ episodes is the same thing that led to its ultimate demise. That thing is queerbaiting. I began to watch Supergirl, because I was following this very overt love story between Kara and Lena. Kara and Lena's relationship made 1000000000X more sense than the relationships of any other LGBT character within the show or the Arrowverse. I continued to watch the show, because it felt as though there were glimpses of moments in which their relationship might become canon. I gave up on the show, when it was clear that the writers continued to want to manipulate the fans to watch but never honor the identities of the desires of the fans. This can be seen in the season finale which was the biggest slap in the face to all Supercorp fans. I mean come on. The show ends with a gay wedding, but it's not Kara and Lena's gay wedding. Kara and Lena basically become the secondary parents to Alex's new daughter, with Kara being the aunt and Lena being the Godmother. Then to finalize the insult to injury, Kara comes out as Supergirl, and Lena comes out as Witch. Like what the actual F*CK!!!!??? In truth, the Supergirl show was so disrespectful to the LGBT community and was a textbook example of virtue signaling and tokenism, and it was in no way Melissa Benoist or Katie McGrath's fault.

Melissa talking about SuperCorp in a new cameo

The video it’s from @/sapphozbenoist on twitter

#Melissa Benoist #katie mcgrath #kara danvers #kara zor el #supercorp #kara and lena #lena luthor #supergirl #karlena

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Art: Twitter/ LocalStevery

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Here me out:

I know I said in my last post that the four possible endgame Boruto Pairings are Sarada, Sumire, Mitsuki, and Eida, but let's be soooooo honest.

Unless, Sarada and Sumire get major power ups, Eida and Mitsuki are Boruto's only realistic end game Pairings.

Why? Because Boruto is effectively immortal and as far as we know so are Mitsuki and Eida.

#boruto #boruto x mitsuki #two blue vortex #boruto uzumaki #naruto #boruto x sarada #sarada #borumitsu #boruto x sumire #mitsuki #eida