Literature
Brook X Reader: Music In The Night (Fluff)
It was late at night, but of course, when was it not late at night for you? Being a night walker and all, you loved the dark and treated it as if it was just a normal morning. The only difference, far more beauty and opportunity in your eyes. But regardless of that fact, you sat on the edge of the ship, facing the moonlit waters before you as they sparkled under the silver light of the full moon the Grand Line was blessed with this night. You felt like this moment, could use something. Something that could be qualified as majestic, from the effort and work of your own hands and another's, to create something beautiful.
"If only there was mu