In another life, I would make you stay. So I don't have to say you were the one that got away.

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In another life, I would make you stay. So I don't have to say you were the one that got away.
Re-reading the Alabasta saga and namivivi is so canon like i genuinely think Oda is allergic to writing platonic namivivi. Drum island exists, little garden exists, i haven't even gotten to Alabasta but I'm sure I'll reblog this with "holt shit they get more sapphic" just the way Vivi worries about nami, how she called out Luffy as being a failure because the way he was acting would have had Nami dead. The way Nami cares more than anyone else about getting to Alabasta to make sure Vivi could have her kingdom, how she hid the news, how she pushed through her illness to get Vivi to Alabasta because she knew what was in that news paper. They are lesbians your honour, I can't be convinced otherwise.
How are we not talking more about the fact that Manon flew all the way to Rifthold just to see Dorian and no one saw them because the world decided to stop paying attention for a while so they could see each other?
He was lost until he found himself in her eyes.
She was lost until she found herself in his eyes.
Sometimes love is a cruel little thing making your heart go blind for the flaws, for the pain
but not this time
Its not like they don't know that both of them have this burning fire inside them, that both of them sometimes just want to burn down everything their fingers have ever touched.
They are sharing one soul, accepting the darkness, the soft touch of a shadow kissing their skin from time to time
But he will always find her
And she will always find him
There is this desire consuming them not going away until their bodys meet again
And sometimes it's not I love you but I see you and the soft whisper of you are enough and I adore the fire burning inside you
are you done eating? why do you look like a child who’s on his first visit to the market?
they’re on a date, me thinks