Until I've found you • Jigen x Black!oc - Coming Soon
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One Piece
Peaches || An Usopp x Black!Reader
While chillin' on the seas, the straw hats spotted a small boat floating around. This is when they meet a girl named (y/n). They don't know much about her, her past, and where she's going.
The Straw hats welcome her with open arms, and even catch the eye of a certain sniper.
So, I wasn't going to give in to this whole live action Snow White bullshit, but this has really been getting on my nerves. I saw the commentary from youtubers and it went exactly how I knew it would've turned out.
I still can't believe how they took such a beautifully animated movie and turned it into a soulless cash grab.
The movie that made Disney has now destroyed Disney, we've come full circle.
Anyways, the main thing out of all of this that irritates me is that the "girl bosses" keep saying that the prince kissed snow white without her consent, along the lines of that.
But I hope that people know that the prince technically didn't "Kiss her without her consent" as the "wokes" keep harping about, especially Rachel Zegler.
The kiss was a kiss goodbye.
Let me explain,
So if anyone have ever actually watched the original snow white movie, she basically wished for him when she was singing in the well, but he didn't stalk her, he said "Hello" to her and even tried to talk to her but Snow white got shy and ran inside, especially since she was dressed in rags.
(I also don't see why they (Rachel Zegler) is pissy about Snow White cooking and cleaning, first the queen made her do that to belittle her since Snow White was the princess. Also, knowing to cook and clean isn't really a gender thing, it's more of a life skill, but take that as you may)
Also, when she kissed the dove on the beak, the dove then flew down and pecked him on the lip, this technically was their first kiss even though it was an indirect. And the prince was singing to her, you can see the chemistry slowly blooming between the two.
And as well, the queen witnessed this which prompted her to order the huntsman to kill her in the forest. So, imagine this in the prince's point of view, you just saw her a day or so ago and now she's all of a sudden missing for a very long time and after a year or so of looking for her, you see that she's "dead". So he kissed her goodbye, and to the life they would've had together.
(I watched Snow White on VHS religiously as a child)
No one knew that a kiss would break the spell except for the Queen, so no one including the prince wouldn't have known that he would have had to kiss her to wake her up. And as you can see, after he kissed her, he was mourning her "death" along with the dwarfs.
And also, in some religions and cultures, mainly in Orthodox Christianity, it's actually traditional for people to kiss the deceased loved one as a farewell.
Now, if people really think it was wrong that the prince kissed Snow White in the movie, I suggest they read the Grimm's Brothers version of Snow White....that's all I'm going to say...😅😖
Also, a side tangent, I also heard they made Dopey not.....well Dopey, they made him 'Just Misunderstood' because God forbid we have a character play a dumb character in this day and age. (They said it was considered ablisim or some bullshit like that) I'm wishing for the downfall of Disney after this, they ruined a core chilldhood memory of mine and probably many other people's childhood with this dumpster fire.
(Don't even get me started on the live action Mulan, I'll turn that into an essay 🤣🤣)
"Are you sure about this, Franky?" Nami asked as she followed you and Franky to the dock system.
"It's a great idea! Girl's 17, she should learn how to drive something, why not the waver?" Franky says.
"Can she at least learn how to drive it on land before you send her out into the ocean?" Nami suggested.
"She's not gonna go too far, I'm gonna be with her the whole time."
Nami crossed her arms. "Fine, but if she gets hurt, I'm telling Robin."
"Snitch," Franky mutters before turning towards you.
"Alright, Y/n. hop on, and we'll take this baby out for a spin."
"Are you sure it'll float with both of us on it?" You asked as you felt Franky climb on behind you.
"100%. If it can handle a ton of gold, I'm sure it'll handle a cyborg."
"And if not, he'll see what happens," Nami warns before making her way up towards the main deck.
As the waver hummed to life, you held on to the handles tight as the door to channel 1 opened. "Alright y/n. Put a little gas on it."
You nod and the waver jerked forward a few feet. You loosened your grip on the handles, throttled the engine, and flew out of the dock system.
From the main deck, Nami nearly jumped where she heard the engine's sudden roar. Just then she saw you and Franky fly out from the Sunny. She was about to yell out at Franky when she heard your whoop of excitement echo out.
"How did she learn that so fast?!" Nami rushed toward the railing and watched you go further out to sea.
"Atta girl! You're a natural!" You heard Franky say.
"This is so much cooler than a bike!" You say as you jump a passing wave. You felt the cool sea breeze through your braids as you picked up speed.
After what felt like a while, you made a sharp turn and headed back towards the Sunny. "Hit the breaks, (y/n)!"
You slowed and braked hard just as you re-entered the docking station with a loud thump!
You flipped forward and landed on your back. "That was fun! Can we go again!?"
Franky laughs as he helps you on your feet. "Sure! Maybe next time you can go out on your own."
"Nami! Did you see me?!" You bounced on your feet.
"I sure did! You're a natural driver." She pats your shoulder. "Come on, let's go eat."
Once you made it to the main part of the deck, you heard Sanji yelling and Luffy running for cover.
"What happened?" Nami asked.
"This greedy pig broke into the fridge again and ate all the food!" Sanji snaps.
"My leftovers were in there!" You ran towards the fridge.
"Don't bother Cher, they didn't make it." Sanji said.
You pouted and slammed the fridge door, "Hate him." You muttered.
"I'll check to see if we're near any ports," Nami says placing her map on the table.
"Usopp!" Sanji calls out.
"Yeah?!"
"We need you to do a quick run, take the mini merry." Sanji says while Usopp comes into view.
"Why me?"
"Because it's your turn and we need to make sure it's safe to dock." Sanji says while slapping the list and some money in the sniper's hand.
Usopp groans but does it anyway. "Alright, fine."
"There's an island port five miles east," Nami says. "Doesn't look like there's a marine base, but better safe than sorry."
"Wanna tag along, (y/n)?" Usopp asks.
"I'll grab my shoes!" You hurried to your room.
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"Watch your step." Usopp takes your hand and guides you into the mini merry.
"Welcome aboard madam, I will be your captain on this beautiful day, so sit back, relax, and we will begin our descent," Usopp says in an alluring captain's voice.
You let out a soft laugh as Usopp starts the engine and you both make your way out of the dock station and into the open water.
You arrived fairly quickly and docked merry. It was a cute little seaside town, with bright colors and many places to visit, almost like it was out of a storybook.
"We should look for the nearest market." You say.
"I mean, it would hurt to explore a bit, we have the whole day." Usopp suggests.
"What if Sanji gets upset?" You say.
"He won't. Besides, it wouldn't hurt to look around a bit. We've been on the sunny for who knows how long; let's have some fun."
You smiled and shrugged. "I can't argue with that."
You both made your way further into the town; you felt like you blended right in with the locals. Usopp was more relaxed about the lack of wanted posters and marines.
You wandered into a shop full of little trinkets, and your eyes lit up at all the tiny ceramic figurines. The one that got your attention was one where a fox was wearing a little sun hat, and you knew you had to get it.
"Back at home, I used to have a little cabinet of these little things, " you tell Usopp as the shopkeeper carefully packages and wraps your new trinket.
"What's so special about them?" Usopp asked curiously.
"They're pretty to look at, and they all look like they have a story to tell." You say as you carefully tuck your purchase away.
"Never thought of it that way," You and Usopp left the store and walked down the path. "You know, I never heard you talk any more about your hobbies."
"Well, what do you want to know?" You asked.
"I don't know," Usopp paused. "Whatever you want to tell me."
"You'll laugh."
"No, I won't." Usopp held up his hands.
You playfully rolled your eyes. "Fine...I...well, I write music sometimes."
"Like sheet music?"
"Yeah, like sheet music. Since I know how to play a few instruments, sometimes I'd like to make my own music. It's nothing to write home about, but it's nice to stimulate my mind."
"So, you're a woman of culture?" Usopp says.
You chuckle. "I wouldn't say that."
"Then what, talented?"
You felt your cheek flush, and you looked away. "You flatter."
"How are you able to write music? Did you learn over time?"
"I used to have a lot of time on my hands, and I ended up enjoying it. It was one of the few things I had control over, something I had free will over." You say.
"What else did you like to do?"
"Cooking, I love to cook." You smiled.
"What have you cooked?"
"I really like to make sauces for anything with beef or pork. I also make really good pasta. I have this great recipe for Alfredo with mushroom sauce."
"Oh, I'm not a fan of mushrooms. I ate one as a kid and I was poisoned." Usopp says.
"God, that's horrible." You say. "One time I nearly choked on a cherry pit."
Usopp snorted. "I-I'm sorry! I don't mean to laugh."
"It's fine," You laughed. "I spat it out, and I nearly broke a vase."
Usopp held onto his stomach as the both of you laughed. The two of you made your way back to the main part of the town where many of the storefronts were selling various types of treats and food.
"Wanna get some gelato, my treat?" Usopp offers.
"I don't remember the last time I had some gelato." You say, clearly excited.
"Well, let's change that then." You both entered the gelato shop, and your eyes lit up at all the different flavors there were.
"I don't even know what to get; they all look so good." You say, looking at the glass displaying the frozen treats.
"Would you like to sample, miss?" The lady behind the counter kindly offers.
"Yes, please!"
After 20 samples, you decided on strawberry with sponge cake crumbles while Usopp got peach with fresh peach pieces.
"I'm surprised you're still able to eat a whole cup of gelato after trying 20 samples." Usopp says.
"I don't know if you've noticed, but I like to eat." You playfully nudged his arm.
You both sit on a nearby bench, watching the passing ships. While you were enjoying the frozen treat, your mind slowly drifted until you heard Usopp's voice.
"Huh?" You blinked.
"I was asking, have you ever had a day out before?"
"A day out?" You repeated.
"Yea, you know, just time to just go around and do whatever, you never did that back at home?" He asked.
You leaned back and let out a light hum. "Well, the closest thing I did was just walk around the garden."
"You had a garden?" He raised his brows.
"Yeah, I did. It was more like a forest than a garden as big as it was." You say.
"What did you grow there?"
You nod towards Usopp's gelato, and he looks down seeing the peach toppings.
"Oh, I see." He then pauses. "I don't think we had peaches on Syrup Village."
"Really? What kind of fruits did you have?" you asked, intrigued.
"Well, mostly apples and oranges," Usopp replied, reminiscing. "But my favorite were the oranges; they reminded me of the sun setting over the sea. And my mom, she would make the best freshly squeezed orange juice with them."
You smiled. "I guess every place has its own little treasures," you said.
"Yeah, it does," Usopp agreed, glancing at you.
Suddenly he felt something go off in his bag, realizing it was his den den mushi. "Oh, crap!"
He quickly pulls it out and answers. "This is Usopp."
Suddenly, you saw the snail screaming and heard Nami's voice. "Usopp! Where the Hell are you guys?! you've been gone for almost an hour and a half."
"Sorry Nami, we were just scoping out to make sure there weren't any bounties prowling around here." He practically lied.
"Did you at least get the groceries?" She asked.
"Just about, but you know; It'll be too much for Mini Merry to carry, we can bring back what we have and Sanji can take care of the rest, it's safe to dock here." Usopp says.
"Alright, just hurry back." Then Nami hangs up on her end.
"We should probably get the groceries." You say finishing the last of your gelato.
Usopp pulls out the list, rips it in half, and evens the money. "You take one half, and I take the other and we meet back in 15 minutes."
"Give me ten." You say matter of fact before heading towards the marketplace.
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"I thought we'd have to come rescue you guys." Nami says as you and Usopp arrive with the groceries.
"Well, you know Sanji prefers top-notch ingredients; we had to make sure we got nothing but the best." You fabricate.
Usopp turned to you and smiled at your little white lie.
"I guess you're right," Nami says while offering to take the bags from your hands. "Let's get these put away and we can make our way to town."
You flash Usopp a smile before following Nami into the kitchen.
A bit of a filler chapter to fight writer's block.
You entered the kitchen and saw Sanji wiping down the sink and counter before lighting a cigarette.
"Robin." You turn your direction towards her. Robin looks up from her book and takes off her glasses.
"Yes, honey?" She answered.
"I hate to bother you but, could you braid my hair again? I have all this new growth coming in." You say while playing with the ends of one of your braids.
"Of course. I'll be out in a second." She smiles.
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You rest your head on Robin's lap as she parted your hair with a comb. You were currently occupied with a hair tie when you finally spoke.
"Robin, I have a question about something."
"Well, I may or may not have the answer. What are you curious about?" She asks.
"Boys."
Robin paused. "O-oh, that."
"Well, it's just that I don't really know how to talk to them. How did you meet your husband?" You asked.
Robin arched her brow. "What husband?"
"Uncle Frankie." You say.
Robin let out a soft laugh. "Oh, Frankie. Well, it's a bit of an interesting story we can save for another time, but why do you believe you can't talk to boys? I've seen you do it before with the others."
You pulled your knees close to your chest. "I don't know. It's different, you know. Back at home, I rarely had any friends and when I did, I didn't have a genuine connection. Sometimes it feels like my brain freezes and I'm scared if I say too much, I'll end up making a fool of myself."
Robin relaxed in her chair, processed your words, and it clicked. "Well, you know, little one, talking to boys isn't as complicated as you think. It's all about being yourself and being comfortable in your own skin. Confidence plays a big role in how others see us."
"I don't think I have enough confidence." You say.
"Says who?" Robin turns you around and cups your cheek.
"Just remember, it takes time. It's okay to feel nervous. It's just natural and there's nothing wrong with that, but you can't let it overwhelm you."
"I never thought of it that way. I guess I was too busy putting too much pressure on myself."
"You have time, just remember, boys... well some of them have emotions too, believe it or not, some have their own insecurities and fears, that's why it's always good to treat people with.... kindness..." Robin finishes the last braid and hands you a mirror.
You did a once over at your hair and smiled at her.
"You look beautiful." She says while fixing the ends of your braids.
~~
You walked out on the top deck and sat underneath Nami's orange trees just as the first few stars were appearing that evening. A content smile appeared on your face as you heard the usual banter from down below.
When I first joined Tumblr, I was lost. I didn’t know what to expect, didn’t know if this was a space I could call home. Everything felt overwhelming posts flying by, tags I didn’t understand, communities I didn’t know how to approach. I didn’t even know if I’d like it here. But then I stumbled across your stories, and everything changed.
You saved me.
Through your words, I found my footing in a space that, at first, didn’t feel like it had room for me. You gave me stories that wrapped around me like a warm hug, characters that looked like me, sounded like me, loved like me. You showed me what this app could be what it could mean. You reminded me that our stories are powerful, that we are powerful.
Thank you for being the guiding light I didn’t know I needed.
In a world where Black characters are so often sidelined, erased, or stereotyped, you did something revolutionary: you made us the center. You wrote us as heroes, as lovers, as dreamers. You gave us magic, power, and complexity. You reminded us that we can be everything.
When I read your work, I saw Black girls with wide smiles and wild curls, unafraid to take up space. I saw Black boys navigating their pain and triumphing over it. I saw queer Black love, soft Black love, fierce Black love. And I saw us thriving, not just surviving.
You gave me stories that said, “You belong here.” And that meant everything.
Your stories didn’t just give me representation; they gave me community. Through your words, I connected with people who understood what it means to feel invisible in spaces where you should be seen. People who share my love for these characters and who understand the joy of seeing ourselves in these worlds.
You showed me that fandom isn’t just about the media we consume it’s about the people we meet along the way. The way you build each other up, support one another, and create a space where Black voices shine is nothing short of extraordinary.
I didn’t just find stories on Tumblr. I found a family.
I know it’s not easy. Writing is hard. Posting your work for the world to see is even harder. Yet you do it anyway. You push through the doubt, the fear, the imposter syndrome, and you create. You write stories that make us laugh, cry, and feel seen.
I think about the late nights you spend revising, the time you dedicate to perfecting every scene, every line of dialogue. I think about how you manage to weave pieces of our culture our humor, our slang, our struggles into your stories so effortlessly. It’s art, and it’s real.
Your stories remind us that creativity is resistance. That writing Black characters who are loved, desired, and heroic is an act of defiance in a world that tries to diminish us. You’re not just writing fanfiction, you're making a statement: “We matter. We belong. We are worthy.”
Why You Matter So Much
As a 21-year-old Black woman, I can’t tell you how much your work has inspired me. You’ve shown me the beauty of our diversity, the depth of our experiences, and the endless possibilities of our stories. You’ve reminded me that Blackness is infinite.
You’ve given me hope in ways I didn’t even know I needed. You’ve shown me that joy is revolutionary, that our stories deserve to be told. You’ve given me love stories that feel like home, characters that feel like family, and worlds that feel like freedom.
You’ve saved me on my darkest days.
Forever Grateful
To the Black fanfic writers who dared to take up space in a fandom culture that didn’t always want us here, thank you. Thank you for showing up, for creating, for building a world where we can see ourselves as everything we’ve ever dreamed of being.
You’ve reminded me and so many others that we are powerful, that we are beautiful, that we are worthy of being the main character. You’ve given me more than I could ever repay.
So here’s to you the storytellers, the dreamers, the visionaries.
You’ve made this app feel like home.
You’ve made me feel seen, heard, and loved.
And I am forever grateful.
With love and admiration,
A Black girl who finally found herself through your words.
I am definitely all the writers I know and love and I hope to find more of y'all so I can add y'all to the list, if there is more please tag them! let's show them the love they deserve!
Whew, this made me tear up. Perfectly put 👏🏽 fanfic and this site saved me too. Made me feel so seen, accepted, and celebrated. Thank you for this, truly.
It's been a while since I've written anything. I miss writing this story so much, I might be a little rusty, but here we go.
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The galley buzzed with activity—laughter echoed, bowls clinked, and trying to keep Luffy away from the food until it was actually done. As usual, Sanji had exceeded expectations. The shrimp ceviche, chilled and bursting with flavors of lime and spice, was a refreshing break from the heat.
You sat at the table, nestled between Chopper and Robin, trying to keep from laughing as Luffy devoured his plate.
"Luffy, slow down, or you'll choke!" Nami warned, but a playful smile softened her serious tone.
"Too good to slow down!" Luffy said through mouthfuls, his words a bit garbled.
"You'll regret that when your stomach hurts," you said, shaking your head. "I need more!" Luffy grinned, reaching for another helping until Sanji swatted his hand away.
"Oi! Show some respect for the craft, you bottomless pit!" Sanji barked.
Next to you, Chopper was picking through his bowl, his tiny hooves getting shrimp. "This is amazing! I didn't know you liked ceviche, (y/n)."
"It's one of my favorites," you admitted with a small smile. "I used to have it a lot back home. Not as good as Sanji's, though."
Sanji overheard and gave a humble bow, cigarette balanced on his lips, tilting slightly. "You flatter me, my dear. If there's anything else you're craving, just say the word."
"You're going to spoil her," Usopp teased from across the table.
"Better spoiled than starving!" Sanji shot back.
You chuckled at their banter and caught Usopp's gaze for a moment. He gave you a wink, and you felt your cheeks warm slightly.
"What's in this, anyway?" Franky asked, slurping loudly on his portion.
"Shrimp, lime juice, cilantro, onions, tomatoes, a bit of chili..." Sanji began listing off ingredients like an artist explaining their masterpiece.
"And love," Brook chimed in, raising his glass dramatically.
Zoro lets out a low grunt while downing the ceviche with sake.
Having finished your lunch, you went outside to the grassy deck and sat down on the swing. You gently kicked your feet when you heard Usopp say. "Man, that hit the spot."
"Same, I don't think I could eat another bite." You say, slightly leaning back..
"Yeah, you were really putting it away." Usopp joked. "Mind if I join you?"
"Of course." You say as he sits his back against the tree.
A short, quiet moment passed before Usopp spoke up again.
"You're great at the violin, by the way."
"Oh, you heard that?"
"I couldn't help but listen. It was beautiful...I-I mean...well, just..."
You chuckled softly. "Thank you Usopp."
You both sat under the tree, swapping stories—mostly Usopp's tall tales about his seafaring adventures.
"And then I fought off a giant sea serpent with just my bare hands!" He stood up in a heroic pose.
"No way!" You gasped.
"It's true, I swear! The serpent was huge, but I managed to scare it away."
"You're so brave."
Usopp blushed. "I always try to be brave, especially when it comes to protecting my friends."
"What would this crew do without you?" You smiled as you leaned back once more.
"Well, I wouldn't say that." He said while standing behind you. He reached out and placed his hands on your waist, pulling you back onto the swing, and then proceeded to gently push you so you would swing.
As the swing swayed, you felt at ease with Usopp. Even though he exaggerated, his stories were hilarious and heartwarming, and he always made you smile. Sitting there, you treasured those quiet moments with him, the laughs, the friendship. It didn't feel forced, like you were used to. He really seemed to enjoy spending time with you. You felt safe in his company and you knew it was something you wanted to keep.
As the swing slowed, you leaned back against him, a smile spreading across your face. Usopp froze, not knowing what to do with his hands at first. He wrapped his arms around you and rest his chin on top of your head. You both stayed there, enjoying the view of the sea.
"Is...this okay?" He asked.
Slowly nodding, you felt your heart race.
He relaxed, a shy smile replacing his worry. "Me too. I really like spending time with you. You're...you're really fun to be around."
You angle your head up to see his eyes. "You too."
"O-Oh! Am I interrupting something?"
You both pulled away when you heard Jinbe's voice.
"N-no, it's alright." You get off the swing and smoothed out your shirt. "I'm pretty sure Sanji needs help the dishes."
You give Usopp one more smile. "I'll see you around."
i feel like i’m gonna mischaracterize astarion if i write for him because i don’t have the game so therefore i don’t play it…so i’m like debating on like even trying-😭
Same, I've yet to get the actual game but I've followed the lore since Act 1. I've literally written a whole story (and Oneshots) for him both Ascend and Non-Ascended, they're both set in post game but I'm nervous about posting it
As the Sunny sailed, the refreshing ocean breeze gently brushed against its sails. Seeking refuge from the sun, you found yourself in the corner where the ship's motion only added to the uneasiness in your stomach.
It's surprising that staying on land for a few days can cause motion sickness later.
When you opened your eyes, Brook was there with a drink.
"Here little one, its ginger ale. It'll help with that upset tummy of yours." He crouches down to your level to hand you the glass.
"Thank you, Brook." You gave him a smile and wasted no time downing the drink.
Without warning, an explosive blast caused you to leap in surprise.
"What was that?!" You shot up.
"I'm okay!" You heard Usopp say from upstairs.
You laughed and went back to drinking the life saving ale.
"Another glass??" Brook offers.
"Maybe later, let's see if I can regain my sea legs." You say while stretching.
You strolled around the ship, discussing music and various other subjects with Brook.
"Your musical knowledge is quite remarkable, my dear."
"Why, thank you. I have a passion for music, the violin and guitar mostly." You say.
"You play? I thought you only played the lute."
"I can play a bit of the violin as well. I just didn't prefer the lute."
"Little one, would you kindly grace me with a bit of your music?" Gesturing towards his violin, Brook asked with a hopeful expression.
You couldn't help but smile at the skeleton and grabbed the violin. "Well, when you ask like that, I can't say no to you, Brook."
With a gentle touch, you cradled the violin against your shoulder, feeling the smooth wood beneath your fingertips. While carefully tuning the instrument, you could feel the anticipation in the air, making sure that all the strings were perfectly harmonized.
As you position the bow, you take a deep breath and played. The air was filled with a melodic tune that gracefully moved around the room. The sound resonated with emotion, carrying a sense of longing and joy all at once. Brook's non existent eyes sparkled with delight as he listened, his bony fingers tapping along to the rhythm.
(The melody of 'The Merry Go Round of Life' from Howl's Moving Castle)
Lost in the music, you let your fingers dance across the strings, allowing the melody to guide your movements. Like an artist's brush on a canvas, each note beautifully portrayed the emotions that streamed from your heart.
Brook's smile grew wider as you continued to play. It was as if the world around you had faded away, leaving only the two of you and the ethereal sounds that filled the air.
A quiet calm settled over the room as the final note resonated. The silence in the room was filled with a profound sense of gratitude and awe. Brook's expression was one of pure bliss.
You carefully returned the violin to its case, feeling a wave of fulfillment wash over you.
Turning towards Brook, you flashed a soft smile as he applauded enthusiastically.
"Beautiful! Absolutely magnificent! Wonderfully done, my dear!" He cheered.
You gave a curtsy as Brook continued to clap. "You never mentioned you had such a talent for making a violin sing."
"Oh Brook, it wasn't that good." You say.
"Nonsense, you were wonderful. It's been years since I've heard such a beautiful melody."
"You really think so?" You asked.
"I wouldn't lie to you. I know a talented young woman when I see one." Brook swipes your cheek with his thumb.
You smiled. "It felt nice playing the violin again. Never thought I would miss it."
You heard a sudden knock on the doorframe, and it was Sanji. "(y/n), Mon Coeur, any suggestions for lunch?"
You paused briefly, then redirected your attention to the cook. "I'm craving shrimp ceviche. Would that be okay?"
Sanji gives you a smile. "Of course, precious. I'll get started right away."
Once Sanji left the doorway, you shifted your attention back to Brook. "Brook, I know I've been practicing my Dizi. But, I think I want to change over to the violin. Would that be okay?"
Brook looks down at you. "Little one, you play whatever your heart desires."
Even though you were sleeping peacefully, Usopp believed you would be even more comfortable in your bed. He picked you up without disturbing your sleep, and you clung onto him tightly. He arrived in your room and settled you down in your bed. Usopp softly placed the blanket back on you, his hand stroking your hair, as he wished you a goodnight, then returned to the beach.
The beach outing was coming to a close, and everyone was getting ready to set sail.
"It was so great to see you again, (y/n)!" Carrot says as she pulled you into a hug.
"I had so much fun." You say as you hug them back.
"I almost forgot," Carrot says as she goes into her bag and pulls out a (f/c) den den mushi.
"I got this for you, so we can always stay in touch."
You take hold of it and smile. "That's so thoughtful. Thank you so much."
As you and Carrot shared another warm embrace, Bepo joined in and joyfully lifted both of you off the ground.
While Nami focused on the navigation charts, the crew finished loading the last of the supplies onto the ship.
Nami, where do you want this?" You asked while holding a few items in your arms.
"You can just put it in our room." She says, her eyes not looking up from the charts.
You gave a nod and walked off as Nami looked at her log pose.
"We're just about done packing up Nami-Swan." Sanji says, before taking a drag from his cigarette.
Just then, they heard a scream coming from the girl's room.
"That was (y/n)!"
Nami and Sanji bolted towards the room and bust the door open. "(y/n)! Are you okay?!"
"What happened?!"
They witnessed you somehow scaling the wall's corner and peering down at the source of your scream.
When they looked down, they noticed a large spider making its way across the floor.
"USOPP!" The two screamed.
"What's with all the screaming?! I can hear you on the beach!" Usopp runs in.
"It's a spider!" You called out.
"Oh, that's nothing to be afraid of; I, the great Captain Usopp, will handle this." He grabs hold of his slingshot and chases the spider out until it made its way back on dry land.
He then came back into the room and saw that you hadn't moved from your spot. "(y/n), the spider's gone. Are you ready to come down?"
You shake your head.
"If you don't, your arms are gonna get tired, and you'll fall."
Usopp grabbed the chair that was sitting by the vanity mirror, stepped up on it, and grabbed you without fail.
"The great Captain Usopp has bravely defeated the horrible beast and saved the fair maiden in distress!" Usopp cheered as he carried you out bridal style onto the grassy deck.
"Oh, brave warrior of the sea, you will forever have my gratitude." You dramatically draped your hand over your eyes before bursting out into playful laughter as he sat you down on your feet.
You and the crew finished packing up and said goodbye to Law and his crew as you parted ways on the sea.
The sails were gently caressed by a friendly breeze, while the beach scene slowly faded into the distance.
You rested your head against the railing, gazing up at the vibrant blue sky above. The warm sun kissed your skin as the sea breeze filled your nose. Meanwhile, Luffy's infectious excitement filled the air as he eagerly shared with the crew their next destination.
ugly nigger pig face ugly nigger blo job whore ugly nigger pig just like yr ugly nigger whore welfare crack whore town whore toothless rotten nigger whore mother you ugly fcukin nigger whore crackbaby go back to the projects n let em ruin yr ass now
I'd feel offened if you didn't sound stupid as fuck, take a grammar class while you're at it🙂🖕🏼 🤷🏽♀️
Cherry, what's the weirdest/craziest fanfiction you've ever read from any Fandom??
(I recently had a core memory about me reading fanfiction back when I first discovered fanfiction back in the day so im just curious, and don't hold back 😅😆)
oh my goodness, now you got me curious as to what’s yours!!! 😭 but this takes me backkk 😭😭😫 when I tell you I used to be in trenches…I am not joking!!!
so many moons before I joined the animeverse, I used to write wrestling fics. butttt I only used to read slash fics bc everything was coded for yt girls and I could not relate skskks. But the one story that I will never forget for as long as I live is a CenTon fic aka John Cena and Randy Orton 😭 (they were my Roman Empire, okay?) and basically, they were married and it was an mpreg with John cheating on Randy with his assistant + his partner, who was the Miz and Alex Riley. And they were swingers. So John tries to convince Randy to join them WHILE HES PREGNANT. It was a mess!!!
I was in the trenches with you cherry, from the sonic universe to freaking One direction these were from my early fangirl days so even before I even knew what xreader was. I lived on fanfiction.net since I was like 10. So, I never really knew about xblack readers or poc, until my early teens. And then I discovered wattpad in high school and I've been there since. So, one of the wildest things I've ever read was from an interracial one direction stories and out of curiosity there was a chapter where......*sigh* okay like I said, this was out of curiosity and I was like 14, there was a chapter where.....the reader was......let's just say she was in a certain time peroid and there was a Plantation involved....(the reader was a slave, there I said it, I've carried this guilt for years 😮💨)
And I'm like.....I know this isn't what I think it was.
It was....😑😑
I even remember the first one-shot open up and the guy burst open the door and yelled "Get up, n**gers!!" And the look of shock I had on my face, and to this day I don't know what but I kept reading out of shock. So....the one direction boys was either a nephew of the Plantation owner visiting or just....the white savior, I really don't remember and I don't plan on going back to check either. And I'm just thinking in my head....this couldn't have been written by a black person, or if it was.....why?!?!
That's just one of the many weird encounters of fanfictions I've had, I have many more stories, what would be funny is if we make a thread and we just share our oddest fanfiction encounters like a free for all or something, yours should less crazy than mine Cherry, but who knows, I've kept this with me for almost 10 years and I just remembered it a few days ago, and here's my of of many stories.😅😅😅
ace loves his little squirter, perhaps a bit too much.
content + themes: firefighter!ace, firefighter!reader, choking, hate fucking, heavy squirting, he’s such a mean dom in this, mentions of oral sex, daddy is used, finger sucking, slapping, pet names are used (my love, babygirl, sweetheart), calls reader slut, missionary/mating press
📝: just a lil something to help me get my steam back. If it’s bad, you never saw it.
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“Okay, okayyyy…take some outtt..fuck!”
“Don’t be stupid, now move your hand before I do it for you.”
he was relentless and had been for the past couple hours or so..it seemed like he had no intention of doing so anytime soon either. Perhaps this time around..your big ass mouth had bit off far more than you could ever chew. Hence why at the moment..he was fish hooking his fingers in the sides of your jaws. Prompting you to suck on them as a means to shut you up. Feeding you a light tap to the cheek to ensure so as well.
“Rookie..how many times do I have to say it, huh? You don’t run a damn thing. It’s been what..four? Five? Hell, I’ve lost count how many times you’ve come on this dick. It’s like you can’t get enough of me, my love. I already knew that much though.”
the words tearing through you like a serrated dagger, slowly but surely cutting you up. A reminder of your weak resolve. You hated it, you hated it so fucking much that the one man you despised got you wetter than any boyfriend or partner you’d ever encountered. That this bastard knew your body far better than you did sometimes. He could do things that you’d never even imagined..taking you to heights unknown and yet, all you could do was stare at him in disgust as his cock plunged within your center repeatedly. Slamming balls deep as they smacked against your puckering asshole; drenched in your sticky mixture from drumming it out of you. It was just as he said, you had come for him for about the seventh time now. Running on fumes and pure spite to keep going. Maybe you wanted to prove him wrong that you could take whatever he threw your way, including the dick.
“Haaaah!—shit! Not right there..I’m gonna—“
“I know, babygirl. I know you are so why fight it? Squirt on daddy’s dick. Feels much better than arguing with me, doesn’t it?”
or..you loved the way he fucked you and your pride wouldn’t allow you to admit it! It would explain the large puddle formed underneath the towels on his couch and the splashes surrounding his foot; the other planted next to you so that he could truly get in it the way he wanted. And here you were..in the last position you wanted to be! Folded like a goddamn pretzel with your toes wiggling behind your head and this asshole hovering over you with that same stupid grin on his face, those deep set eyes and his necklace dangling in front of your nose. He was enjoying this. Enjoying turning his stubborn little rookie into his personal fire hydrant. The tight, juicy grip of that cunt embracing him like a warm hug..tinting his tan hued shaft with a sheet of white essence before exploding into the sweet, delicious rain as he made you squirt yet again. He’d never had pussy like it and it was for that reason alone, he put up with your bad attitude or rather, calmed it down.
“Nnggghhh!..I can’t..” your words were barely even making it above a decibel. A lot more quiet than the shouting you did at him when you first arrived. Pissed off about your inspection results earlier in the day. Granted, that was before he hissed at you to sit down, shut the fuck up and be a good slut for him..before he snatched your sundress down to reveal those plump tits and sucked on those gorgeous brown nipples that go so erect for him as he fingered you. And well before pinned your legs back and damn near sucked the flavor from your pussy! Using those nimble fingers to get you to climax..it was then that he discovered your little secret:
“Ahhh..so you’re a squirter, rookie? Well that’s good to know.”
and hadn’t stopped exploring it since. So for the duration of your stay, he’d been stretching that pussy out and using you to his heart's desire. Pulling on your hair, smacking on that fat ass as he gave you vicious backshots. Even tossing the pillow out of your way so you had zero comfort. His punishment for waking him up. Using your mouth as his personal cock sleeve, making you eat him up until you made a mess, calling him daddy after rewarding you with a warm nut to the back of your throat and after that, the fun really began. He’d kept you like this..drawing out orgasm after orgasm; streams of clear juices reaching as far up to his chest. Pulling out, tapping that mushroom tip against your slit to coax out another right after. He was having too much fun!
“You talk a lot of shit for someone who can’t even keep her eyes open. Too bad for you..”
suddenly, you’d feel the hard clutch of his digits around your throat which prompted you to gasp for air whilst clawing at his forearm. Zeroing in on your face, he’d hiss through gritted teeth and smile before slamming your head back down: “we’re not done, so wake that ass up. ‘M gonna beat that little pussy of yours so sore, you’ll be lucky if you can crawl out of here when I’m done. Gonna fuck you until you’re empty, baby..”
and something told you, that wouldn’t be anytime soon!
