😍Lover & a Fighter💃🏻 28 💍🧍♀️I like almost everything but here are some of my loves: 🫶🏼LoZ🧝🏻♀️🧝🏼, OP👩🏻🦰👌🏼👱🏼♂️, SPN, Fairytail, Sailor Moon🌙 Works: Ladylilo @ ao3 Broke so quit asking 💸
Daily reminder to Americans on this website that American war on Iran is bad because Iranians are getting killed not because you can no longer afford going to the movies in the weekends or refill your car 😒
Happy Pride Month to those two women dancing together in the foreground of the boat scene in Godzilla (1954).
I’m sorry your romantic foibles were overshadowed by a big ass atomic lizard thing.
Edit: this post is blowing up so I’m gonna shamelessly plug my art account. Follow me and I’ll draw the Godzilla lesbians @thenonbinaryfriendnamedcrumb
2nd edit: Yes. Female friends dance with eachother. But why can’t they be lesbians?? I’ve seen people on this website ship two men for astronomically less.
I don't care how much aid they milk out of the system with dishonesty or loopholes or whatever. If they're still poor, then they still haven't gotten enough. Give them more.
all that time (I sat alone in my tower) | Nami x Sanji Fanfic
5 Chapters | 58k Words | Mature | Completed
Was everything about this girl adorable?
He slid his way around her, letting go of the staff as he did so. It wasn’t gentlemanly behavior to not let the lady have her fighting chance.
“Now Nami - what a beautiful name for a beautiful girl - what’s a woman as lovely as yourself doing in Arlong’s crew?” He asked, taking a few steps back out of her reach.
Sanji put his hands in his pockets, and started to pull out a cigarette. He was barely getting it out of his pocket when the end of a red staff smacked him across the stomach. The impact knocked the wind out of him, and he bent over at the waist with a groan.
“That,” the woman smirked down at him.
He grinned. What a woman.
“I think I’m in love,” he wheezed.
She rolled her eyes with a sneer, rearing back to take another hit at him.
This time though Sanji was paying attention, he righted himself and leaned out of the way of her swing with deliberate precision. This earned him a growl from her that made him nearly light headed. She was too perfect.
He leaned again out of the way of her next frustrated swing.
“Who”
Another swing.
“Are”
He sidestepped a rather erratic kick in his direction.
“You”
She finished her question with a grunt, as she missed another hit at him. She was going to tire herself out eventually Sanji knew, but he hoped he could keep dodging her attacks for a bit longer. It kept her here with him after all.
Summary:
And if you'd never come for me, I might've drowned in the melancholy
Sanji and the rest of the crew meet Nami for the first time in Cocoyashi Village as the navigator of the crew that stole their map to the Grand Line. While everyone else sees this orange haired girl collecting money as the enemy, Sanji notices there has to be more to her than meets the eye.
As much as he wants to save this girl of his dreams, it seems she wants anything but to be rescued.
But when has something as small as that ever stood between him and love?
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