heroescuties | [Fullmetal Alchemist, 1 drabble] [One Piece, 1 drabble, 1 ficlet]

Title: Strange Places in Which Friends are Found
Fandom: Fullmetal Alchemist
Genre: General/Introspective
Rating: G
Characters: Ling
Prompt: From

kirarakim: Friendship Ed/Ling ending of chapter 82
Word Count: 249
Notes: SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 82.

He'd been keeping his eyes peeled for a weakness like this to crop up, something strong enough that he could slip through in the fallout. But Ling never expected to find something that went this deep into Greed's persona; something that was- dare he think it- almost human in its emotion. It was friendship, the old Greed's comrades who had fallen to Wrath's blades. And thinking of his own hatred of the Fuhrer and what he'd done to RanFan made the emotion doubly powerful.

Fleeing the Fuhrer's house, Ling could feel the walls Greed had put up to keep him at bay starting to crumble. He and Greed had a unified hatred of the Fuhrer and what he'd done to the people they cared about. Now, as he ran further and further away, Ling pushed his mind to the forefront and thought about his options.

He needed to find somewhere to go, a place where he would be safe no matter what persona he ended up settling in- Ling or Greed. The memories rushed back him then of the fullmetal alchemist and their teamwork while trapped inside Gluttony. Yes, that locale would be safe.

And as Ling stumbled into the building, the pure exhaustion from Greed's fight with Wrath and his running away catching up with him, he spotted the blonde hair and familiar face. It was Ed. He let himself collapse knowing he'd be safe in his company.

"Thank Goodness... I never thought I'd meet a friend in a place like this."
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Title: The Two Captains
Fandom: One Piece
Genre: General/Friendship
Rating: G
Characters: Luffy + Brook
Prompt: From

kirarakim: Luffy+Brook friendship fic. Brook joining the Strawhats
Word Count: 445
Notes: Set sometime during the 2-day gap in chapter 489 after Brook joins.

Franky and Usopp had asked the crew to take turns keeping Brook busy as they finished up their work on the graves for the Rumba Pirates. Chopper had been so busy with Zoro, that it left Sanji, Nami, Robin and Luffy to do the job.

Today, it was Luffy's turn; and so the Strawhat captain had gotten some pirate lunchboxes from Sanji and set out with Brook to wander around the forest.

"It's kinda boring out here without all the zombies," Luffy pouted, munching on a sandwich.

Brook laughed, glancing down at Luffy, "I think I prefer the sunlight, it's much nicer that way."

Luffy grinned, sitting down by a tree and gesturing for Brook to do that same. Once the two were settled, Luffy asked a question.

"You were a Captain of your crew once, right?"

Brook nodded, "Though granted, I was never quite the Captain you were."

"Aww, don't say that! I'm sure you were a great Captain. Laboon liked you and that means you had to be a really great guy back then, so of course you were a good Captain."

The skeleton chuckled at Luffy's reasoning.

"So..." Luffy said, scrunching his face up to what Brook assumed was an extremely thoughtful face, "Am I strong enough?"

Brook started at the question, "Luffy, you're very strong! The strongest man I've ever seen, even if I don't have any eyes to see with!"

Luffy smiled, but continued to gaze out at the horizon. "I know how horrible and helpless you must have felt when your crew was dying. I never want you or any of my nakama to have to live through that. I want to protect them- always."

Reaching a hand over, Brook rested it on his Captain's shoulder, "You will. I know you will, Luffy. You'd die before you let your crew down and that's why you'll definitely be the Pirate King someday."

Grinning, Luffy's eyes sparkled as he glanced up at Brook, "I knew I picked a great musician."

"And it seems I've picked the best Captain as well."

Turning back to their lunchboxes, Luffy pulled out a piece of meat and popped it into his mouth, his eyes beginning to water in joy from how wonderful it tasted.

"Anf I pifted a greaft cookft too!" He mumbled around the meat.

Brook's face was streaming with tears of joy as well, "My taste-buds have never tasted such wonderful food before, even though I no longer have any taste-buds! Yohohoho!"

The two laughed together, looking out towards the Sunny-Go by the docks and eating the delicious meal Sanji had prepared. Turning to his skeletal musician, Luffy grinned around another piece of meat. This was going to be the start of great friendship, he just knew it.
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Title: Umbrella
Fandom: One Piece
Genre: General/Romance
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Franky/Robin
Prompt: From

littlekasumi: Franky/Robin with embarrassed Franky.
Word Count: 923

It was looking to be a horrible day. He'd not gotten much sleep since he was up late tinkering with a new secret weapon idea for channel four and then the rain hit. Actually, to call it simply "rain" was selling it short, Franky decided as he gripped tighter on the wheel. And from the carnage around them, this sudden hurricane type system had already taken out several ships in these waters. Oh yes, Franky thought to himself, delightfully un-super day.

Luckily for the Strawhat crew, Nami had picked up on the storm an hour before it hit the ship; the superb navigator noticing a few slight changes in the atmosphere that no one else would have ever thought twice about. And as the winds had started to pick up, they'd battened down the sails and switched on channel zero to put the ship into paddle-wheel mode.

But even with those foresights, the ship still needed steering through the large storm system and Franky had taken it upon himself to man the helm. Beside him, Robin helped by using her devil fruit powers to push floating debris away from the ship.

"Franky!" Nami's voice called out over the roar of thunder, "We should be clear of the system in fifteen minutes!"

"All right!" He called back. Glancing over at Robin to tell her that he could steer around what debris was left out there, his eyes strayed on noticing that her light-colored shirt was soaked through to the skin. Franky swore under his breath, knowing he had to be blushing on seeing the distinct outlines of Robin's bra showing through the material.

"Damnit, Nico Robin. Why'd ya have to go and wear a light-colored shirt on today of all days?!" He inwardly cursed, realizing that any attempt now to speak to her would result in him making an embarrassed fool of himself. Not to mention that tiny black swimpants did not bode well in situations like this. Of course, Robin didn't seem to notice a thing and remained focused on her work with the large pieces of the decimated ship they were floating through.

Franky scrunched his eyes closed, trying very hard to block the image of Robin's dark bra clearly visible through the fabric from his mind. He was not someone that most people would consider easily flustered, especially given his knack of shamelessly running around in little more than a scrap of black fabric and a tacky shirt, but Franky knew that his feelings for the crew's archaeologist had turned him into a weak-willed blushing sailor boy.

Achoo! Robin's quiet sneeze caused him to snap back to attention. His mind first registering that she was even more soaked and henceforth even more skin and bra were showing, but his second thought overrode it.

"Oi, you're going to get sick if you keep this up," he muttered.

Robin turned to him, a quaint little smile quirking at her lips, "I'm sure our wonderful doctor can handle a small cold if I happen to catch one; but as for you, you're already pushing your limit alone."

"It's-It's really not necessary."

"I'm just glad to help," she replied, saying it so genuinely that Franky really couldn't argue.

Okay, so he'd been working the whole day and was dead tired from a late night- he was a cyborg and he could handle steering a ship through a storm; even if this storm was definitely trying to give Aqua Laguna a run for its money in terms of nastiness. And he knew that Robin was one tough woman- he'd give her that- but that didn't mean being soaked to the bone would be a healthy idea.

It fell quiet between the two of them as Franky grumbled to himself- cursing light-colored shirts, dark-colored bras and far too attractive black-haired women who wore them. Finally, he mustered up some courage and gripped the wheel firmly with his right hand.

"Franky, what are you..." Robin's voice cut off as she looked up at him.

Franky was blushing and he had a completely nervous and awkward smile crinkling up the corners of his mouth. And even though he was sopping wet- Robin couldn't find anything more attractive than him at that very moment as he held out his large left hand over her head like a makeshift umbrella.

"Don'twantyougettingsick," Franky mumbled, furiously blushing as he did so.

Robin just smiled, clearly touched by the man's gesture. "Thank you," she murmured, "But I'd rather not see you fall ill either; I do enjoy your company so."

And before Franky could ask what she meant, he felt the hands sprout from around his neck and curve up over his head like a hood. His eyes glanced up at them, then he shifted his gaze to Robin. Feeling rather stupidly giddy that she cared about him so, he grinned like an idiot.

"You're super, Nico Robin. Just damn super- you know that?"

He was so proud that he'd managed to say something borderline cool that he didn't notice, until he felt her press against his side, that Robin had moved.

"And so are you, Franky. Just super, that's you."

Tucking herself neatly under his arm, she rearranged the arms behind them into a large umbrella that Franky figured probably contained fifty or more hands sprouted by her power.

"Let's take care of this storm, shall we?"

Franky grinned, "I'm having a super week, so some measly hurricane shouldn't be a problem for us at all."

The two shared a smile then before turning their attentions back to weathering the last of the storm system. All in all, Franky decided, it was looking to be a fantastic day.
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