#justright

[stacey1stacey]

Homemade green bikini

[nagigirl]

2024年4月5日

ガーリックチキン

塩鮭

ひじきの生姜煮

卵焼き

白飯

刻み海苔

スプラウト

[plandrum413-blog]

[adafruit]

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[blackboyjoy70]

Would anyone like a slice? I’m really good….not overly sweet…not too tart… #justright 😋🍰 #cake #retxed #dexter #masterg #blackboyjoy70 #retxed70 #mrstringfellow

[gibsonathletic]

Why Kids Should Give Up the Screen and Go to Gymnastics

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[wisdomfish]

It takes a certain kind of world for science to be possible.

Samples, Kenneth Richard. ‘Without a Doubt: Answering the 20 Toughest Faith Questions.; p. 191

[ex0rin]

Hughie Campbell | The Boys S03E02

[gracieo]

a VERY special attack for @justright-pup ! :]c this one was SO much fun and probably one of the most effortful attacks Ive ever made! Can u believe it… just right… real….

There’s lots more photos down there ⤵️

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[demensa]

attack for https://artfight.net/~justright frying up some chicken (of the woods)

[nagigirl]

2024年3月29日

鶏むね焼き

茄子味噌

柚子の皮佃煮

人参きんぴら

ゆで卵

白飯

刻み海苔

スプラウト

[vurrart]

artfight attack for justright on af!

[artmialma]

Soey Milk

wip #oilpainting #justright #artistsofinstagram

[enbywerewolf]

Art attack for @justright-pup

[gibsonathletic]

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[imaginemonkeydluffy]

Imagine Luffy going blind. Post time skip (because he got that observation Haki)

Thank you for the kind words! I’m slowly going to return to write short things on here as warm ups, and this one was the most requested!———————————————————————————————————

The first time Nami realises something is different about Luffy–aside from the obvious–is a calm day, when the seas are stilland the winds quiet. It happens over a goddamn chicken thigh, too. Of allthings.

His new “captain”, not that she’d call him that,is a weird guy. He calls himself a pirate but he acts nothing like it. They’veonly sailed together for a couple days now, and the only thing he’s hurtwithout cause is Nami’s wallet. Making that deal about paying for his food andZoro’s booze was probably the worst financial decision Nami’s ever done.

They’re in a dinghy barely big enough forthree, and Luffy’s hyperactive presence takes up enough space he might as wellcount for five people. It’s almost embarrassing it takes Nami so long to figureit out.

Because she manages to nab the last bit ofchicken for their dinner, and Luffy’s hat gets pushed off his head as hescrambles to steal Zoro’s portion, and a gale blows his bangs off his face justright, and–

She hasn’t looked.

Hasn’t wanted to,really, or hasn’t bothered. Because getting to know Luffy and Zoro would be tochisel them out of the moulds she’s carefully put them in, the ones made ofharsh beatings and past betrayals. Looking at them and seeing past theirbruised knuckles and bloodied clothes would be admitting that Luffy’s not lyingwhen he says he isn’t like those pirates. Like Arlong.

So she hasn’t looked, and she hasn’t seen.

“Your eyes…” Nami draws in a breath, andher chest tightens. Because Luffy always wears that hat that casts a shade overhis eyes, and his bangs are long and greasy and stick to his forehead, and moreoften than not he has either dust or dirt or blood or food on his face, and allof that means that Nami hasn’t noticed the opaque haze over his eyes, and thelight scarring that marks the skin around the top half of his face.

“What?” Luffy asks, now happily munching onthe chicken leg. Zoro had relinquished it as soon as he’d noticed Nami’s shock.He’s listening now, eyes peeled on Nami. Her surprise and horror aren’tmirrored on his face, and Nami realises that he’s beaten her to this–torealising that their captain is fucking blind.

He seems so happy, so carefree–entitled,almost. Like he thinks himself invulnerable, like he doesn’t care what happensto anyone or anything.

“You can’t see.”

Luffy nods. And he keeps eating. And Nami,beside herself, because she hasn’t cared—dared—to look past the smiles and thepunches and the raw strength. It was useful, to keep things that way.

And now she’s furious—with herself, notLuffy—at this stupid rubber—

“—idiot!Didn’t you think that’d be something worth mentioning?”

Luffy shrugs. “You didn’t ask. And I canfight fine, it’s not a problem.”

Behind him, Zoro smirks. It does nothingbut fuels Nami’s ire. She smacks Luffy on the head, his teeth clamping aroundhis tongue that he’d had outstretched to lick the last of the chicken juicesoff his fingers. He whines, like a puppy, and glares at Nami with thosesightless eyes.

“What was that for? It’s not a big deal!”

“Obviously it’s a big deal; what if you’dgotten hurt because you can’t see and that caused us to die? We could have beenin danger!”

“We’re pirates—”

“I’m not!”

Luffy continues as if he was deaf, notblind. “—and being a pirate is dangerous even if you can see. We could die anyday just because that’s how it is.”

The conviction in his tone shakes Nami outof her fit of frustration. Luffy has held his own—more than that, he’s fought menwho resemble mountains and shrugged off bullets, cannon balls, Nami’s harshwords. He’s strong. Nami knows this. Based on Zoro’s growing smile—it lookslike he should be growling, or maybe purring—a happy, slightly feral raccoon waitingto murder an unsuspecting onlooker.

Him and Luffy truly are made for each other.And they’ve not lost a fight yet.

“Fine.” She sighs. She tears a bit of her breadand hands it to Luffy; bribing, asking, “What happened, then? How can you stillfight?”

Luffy stuffs the bread into his mouthwithout chewing and cheeks bulging, he hums in thought.

“Some pirates grabbed me when I was a kid.”He says it so nonchalantly, like it’s nothing. He doesn’t keep going, either,and Nami watches in disbelief as Luffy swallows, and then digs a finger so farinto his nose she’s surprised it doesn’t peek out from his ear, next.

“Yeah?” she snaps, because Luffy can’t justdrop a bombshell like that and then pretend it’s nothing special. “Keep going,idiot.”

“Oi. Mind your own business, witch.”

“It’s okay, Zoro.” Luffy smiles. He sitswith his legs crossed, hands wrapped around his ankles. Swaying back and forth,he hums, and begins to explain.

“They were mad at me because I wouldn’ttell them where Ace and Sabo’s treasure was. And they hit me a bunch but itwouldn’t work because I’m rubber, you know? But then one guy punched me withknife gloves and when I still wouldn’t tell, he poured some stuff on my faceand it ate my eyes. Ace and Sabo were so mad!”

“Who are—” Nami starts, then cuts herselfoff. “How old were you?”

“Like seven, I think.”

“By the seas. Fuck.”

The wind from the east has grown in forcesince she started her interrogation. It’s going to push them four degrees toofar off mark, but the currents in the area might push them back if she givesthem a little nudge, later. It’s easier to focus on them being off course thanon the fact that this sunshine of a boy was so brutally hurt as a child.

“How do you fight?” Zoro asks curiously, then. “I’veseen your attacks. You don’t miss, and sometimes you attack when you don’t evenknow where to hit.”

“Gramps taught me some mystery thingy thathelped me see without eyes. He said it’ll make me a good marine, but he was sowrong.” Luffy snickers, like it’s a funny joke. There’s chicken in his teethand seaweed drying on his shoulder from when he fell overboard earlier. “Sometimes I can tell what’s going to happen before it happens, because of it.”

“Okay.Well, you seem to be able to hold your own with that ability.” Nami smiles. Shethinks of home, of Nojiko’s bright hair and the deep blue of her tattoos andthe endless orange of their tangerine grove.

Luffy will never see any of it.

“My hair is orange. And I have freckles.Brown eyes. Zoro has green hair and three swords, two black and one white.”

“Wow, you sound pretty!” Luffy looksrelieved, somehow; a tension Nami hadn’t even noticed draining from his frame. “IsZoro pretty, too?”

“Oi, I—”

“Oh, yeah. Zoro’s super pretty.”Nami smiles, grinning at their swordsman. He looks annoyed, but Nami thinks sheisn’t imagining the faint blush spreading on his neck and cheeks.

“Shut up.”

“Luffy needs to know, right?”

“You didn’t have to say it like that!”

They continue bickering for a while, and Luffylistens to them, laughing that bright peeling laugh of his.

(Some days later, when Nami is alone in a wealthysick girl’s mansion, she will sit and think of how it felt to be seen by thisodd blind boy. How comforting it was to be encapsulated in his aura, to know thatthe safety he exudes will shield from all harm. Like being watched by the sea,something that can’t be changed or moved against its own will. Luffy feels likethat, sometimes. A force of nature.)

On the dinghy, on the seas that have thegrowing east wind pushing on their sail, Luffy grabs Nami and Zoro’s attentionwith a single hum.

“Nami, do you trust me even if I don’t have eyes?”

“I don’t trust anyone, blind or not.”

Luffy shrugs. “Alright. Just remember what I said, then?”

“What? You say a lot of things,” she challenges,questions; almost afraid of the answer. And Luffy smiles—that stupid smile ofhis that makes Nami feel warm inside and makes her think everything will beokay.

“You’re my navigator.” Luffy takes herhand, his reach sure and strong. He squeezes her fingers, cocking his head abit, and then he’s looking right at her with his stupid sightless eyes thatstill drill right into her and peer into her soul. It feels like no one hasever seen her like he sees her right now. “I don’t need to see where we’re going,because you’ll always be by my side.”

And damn the seas and currents and east windsand stupid grinning pirates, because Nami wants that to be true so hard ithurts.

She squeeses his hand back, and dreads the day she’ll have to leave him so she can return home.