As psychology student, I WAS AND AM AND WILL BE HAVING A FIELD DAY WITHW THIS BOY.
We all know that Zeff was the one to drill into Sanji's head that he is to under no circumstance ever strike a woman, but he wasn't the one who taught him to fawn over every lady in existence. If anything Zeff tried to kick that out of him. I like to think that actually came from Sora. I think watching his mother get abused and treated so horribly forever changed the way he interacted with the opposite gender. Maybe she use to make Sanji promise he'd never be like Judge. He'd treat his own future princess like the kind & honorable prince in the picture books they read together. To always treat her like a precious gift.
So Sanji being Sanji takes it a step further & decides to treat every woman he comes across like she could be his future princess. Even subconsciously, I feel he would hate to think of any woman being in the same situation as his mother. So when he's flirting with a customer on a date at the Baratie it's not just about him being a flirt. He wants to make sure that if this lady is in a situation where the man she allows in her company is being an ass she has another frame of reference to compare them with. That way if she's ever getting yelled at or hurt she can think of the random waiter who didn't even know her, but was able to treat her with more love & care than the man she's been living with for years. To remind herself that there are better options out there. That she doesn't need to settle.
Maybe that's why he over reacts to any perceived slight against a lady because how dare you. He knows the power words hold and the very real pain a man can cause so in an attempt to protect he overreacts & becomes an issue himself. Somewhere along the way he confused his respect with lust & his need to protect with possessiveness. This is something he needs to learn to undo himself. Hopefully by the end of the series he's done enough internal work to sort this out & come out with the healthiest version of chivalry he can.
So he may not always react the way he should, but the intent is there. He's never going to stop either so don't even try. Because whenever he sees a lady in a vulnerable position maybe just maybe it's his mother's face looking back at him. And he's not powerless anymore. This time he can do something to help. To stop it.
people, sorry for this dumb question, but can someone explain me what do british men have that I sing to London Boy by Taylor Swift with every cell of my body when I am argentinian?
I am a traitor to my homeland thanks to them.
Help.
Will I ever stop being something to trade?
I'm a daughter, a grand daughter, a cousin, a nephew, but between them all I'm a person. I have a heart that beats, a mind that works, lungs that breath, dreams that exist...
I'm not a stumbling block, or a channel through that people take advantage of other people. I'm not a burden, or something to just invest in.
I'm a person.
I'm a person! I care, I listen, I see! How can any of you call yourself my family when your love is builded in rage, in hate, in all those awful things that you, family, don't want to let go, cause you feel that you have the right!?
How can you all be so... So... So like this? Like a vampire that sucks my blood and lets me with no energy to move on?
I'm a person, and I'm tired. I'm tired of being trapped between all the hate, all the anger, all the bitter, that you, family, send to each other like a tennis ball.
I'm a person, and so I'm tired, and you are losing me.
If this is what I get to carry your blood, then I don't want it.
“I love the rain; the one that is so strong and so heavy that it seems capable of washing and purifying every trace of darkness that is inside and outside your being.”
—naive-daydreamer
What kind of ache is this, that I think of someone holding my face in their hands with softness, and I start to cry.
The sole idea of someone being soft with me shakes my bones. Its scary. But if it ever happens, I would treasure every second of it, like a pirate.
Does that makes sense?
People, let me ask you all a question:
What do you think when you have an existential crisis or a mental breakdown?
I think that I am in need of a boyfriend or a romantic partner.
Then I recover and think that what I truly need are two things: to play the argentinian hymth in the Big Ben as a public manifestation of defiance, and to try to be a better christian.
Am I the only one that has those ideas?
I have seen there is people that are making introductions of themselves, so, I wanted to do the same:
Call me Zia. Just Zia 😃.
I identify as a menace to society. My pronouns are try/me/she/hers.
Im still trying to understand that childhood is over and by that I mean I was born in 2005 and having 18 feels like having 14. At least for me. The only difference is that you understand different things and there are a bunch of responsabilities that now that you have 'em, you regret thinking they were cool.
I'm Christian, and well, just something to have in mind 🥰. Its hard by the way, but no regret jsjs.
Im argentinian, which means im bilingual. Yet, I prefer English. Even my thoughts are in english.
Im in too many fandoms I lost the count.
Same with fictional crushes, which I'm glad they teach me what to want and what to avoid.
Entirely heterosexual btw 😄
The only things I drink are water, Pepsi, a native drink called Mate, different flavors of tea, and coffee. Sometimes with milk, other alone. My favorite Starbucks order is Mocka, often hot (when it's cold weather), often cold (when it's hot weather).
Music taste can go from Un Corazón to Celtic Woman. Be aware of it if you wanna be friends.
Tried to edit once, turns out im only kinda good at writing.
Only child, prepare for sarcarsm.
Tangerines are ✨✨✨
Pepsi >> Coca Cola.
I suppose thats all. If I think of something else, it shall be here.
Alexa, play "I Lived" by One Republic.
Who felt like a kid again while watching the newest trailer of How to Train Your Dragon Live Action?
I certainly did.
Felt like how I was when I first watched the movie; lonely, bullied, and strangely tired. But full of dreams, of wonder, surrounded by my dogs sitting on the backyard, looking at the sky and wondering how it would be to fly.
Teared up a little too while hearing the even more heart-pulling version of Test Drive.
I was right two times with my ships. TWO TIMES
Harry Potter and the Weirdest Scene in Movie History
HOW IS THAT LOCKWOOD AND CO IS NOW A DECADE OLD?
God, how time goes.
Let's just say that I'm kinda ashame of finding out this word just a few months ago, but I'm glad I did.
To celebrate, I made a PowerPoint that one day, I hope, will be presented to Netflix and will persuade 'em to continue this series.
The bad thing is that I do not know how to post it here.
Can someone teach me? I wanto all of you to give me advice and recomendations of it.
If I find one like that, im getting married.
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