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𝑺𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒔

Alphonse x Boo

word count: 378

a post?? from me?? crazy...

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Warmer weather was just around the corner, and you figured it was about time you went shopping for some new summer fits. Not much had been going on lately, and you were dying to get out of the house anyway. 

It was Alphonse's day off, so you called him up, and within the hour the both of you were off to an outlet mall not too far away from town. Al didn't go shopping much, he had some outfits that worked for him and that was good enough. Regardless, he loved going shopping with you. Not so much for shopping, it was more about spending the day with you. Perusing through various stores, pointing out ugly outfits for one another, mall food, all the fun stuff! 

You'd been scanning the selection of stores, mentally taking notes of which ones you wanted to stop in when you noticed the absence of your pink-haired pastel punk of a boyfriend. Every time the two of you are out, there's always a point where you lose him, but you'd been doing this for long enough now, so you knew if you tracked down the nearest stand of fun sunglasses, he'd be there. Sure enough, you were right. After poking your head into a few shops, you finally found your man standing in front of a little mirror, pursing his lips and checking himself out in a pair of bedazzled white cat-eye sunglasses with light pink tips. As you cover your mouth and giggle, he catches your eyes in the mirror. With a sassy spin, he turns on his heels to face you, tilting his head forward so that his blue eyes peak seductively over the edges of the sparkly frames.

"Whatcha think babe?" As you look at him, a sly smirk appears on his face, and a raised eyebrow that seems to suggest he has something planned. Suddenly, he starts putting on a fashion show with an air of confidence and an impressive sense of style, from orange creamsicle-colored flower frames to neon-green stars, and a pair of purple to red gradient fire-flame-frame glasses. Every single pair looks absolutely fabulous on him, and you wonder, with only a small hint of jealousy, how he's able to pull them off. 

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The End <3

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Hey guyyys!

I’ve been super busy lately, and midterms are starting, so sorry for slooooow stream of content.

I absolutely will continue to post longer works again when I have the time, I thoroughly enjoying making stuff and posting it here!!

#sourlemonsprout #busy af #I’m not disappearing I swear

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not a request, I just remembered how you mentioned in Baking Disaster that Seth and Alphonse’s hometown loved to have festivals any chance? Imagine if they celebrated hobbit day.

Al canonically likes the lord of the rings, so I feel like it would be one of the highlights of the year for him. I feel like this has some sweet slice of life potential

(also my birthday is the day right after so imagine them staying up till midnight just to wish Boo happy birthday)

Alphonse would implode from excitement if their town celebrated Hobbit Day. It would be all he would talk about for weeks leading up to it, and he would have to rewatch all of the Hobbit movies (and maybe Lord of The Rings if there's time).

You know how in the "Halloween Prank Calls" video Boo made a pastel ghost costume for Al, they would totally help make an outfit for him to wear for the celebration. They would also make one for Seth and force him to participate lmaoo

Boo would also be in charge of preparing goodies for Elevenses.

That's Alphonse staying up to wish you a happy birthday after spending the day drinking and celebrating ↓↓↓

^found this image here^

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The thought of Alphonse (especially dark mode) with guyliner has me weak in the knees. Especially with those pretty blue eyes of his?? uGh I can't...

And you just know he could pull off any style,

Messy/Smudgy, soft yet striking. Simply and sharp, sultry. Delicate designs, oh so divine.

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not a request I just had an idea this morning

imagine if Sugar’s place was being fumigated or something and no one would take care of Salem, so they had to take him to work and he just sat on the front desk with them all day.

And Seth can feel Salem staring at him any time they’re in the same vicinity. With his patronizing little eyeballs. And he tries to snag his jacket any time he walks past. Little weirdo. Though it makes sense, he’s Sugar’s cat.

Bro I’m literally getting so attacked to a cat that doesn’t exist😭

Salem might have to be a reoccurring thing in future Seth one-shots…👀

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do you suppose we could have a werewolf seth drabble where they’re down in the basement and the reader’s cat comes down the stairs and doesn’t seem to mind the wolf man at all? which would be especially funny if the cat hissed at seth when he first got there in human form.

(I vote to name the cat Salem)

please, and thank you 🌺

I absolutely love this idea, it's in the works! :)

I was immediately attached to the cat lmaooo

Salem is the perfect name and I can't picture it being any other breed than a black main coon.

Like look at them and tell me that's not literally the perfect Salem??

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𝐻𝒾𝓎𝒶, 𝓌𝑒𝓁𝒸𝑜𝓂𝑒 𝓉𝑜 𝓂𝓎 𝒷𝓁𝑜𝑔!

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You can call me Sprout!

♡ She/Her ♡ 18 ♡ Virgo ♡

I like turning my silly daydreams/ideas into fics!

I mainly write YuuriVoice fanfics/one-shots at the moment!

Favorite characters to write about: Alphonse, Seth, & Charlie (maybe Guzma??)

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𝐼𝓃𝒷𝑜𝓍 / 𝑅𝑒𝓆𝓊𝑒𝓈𝓉𝓈: Open!

Imma be so real, I will be very picky about nsfw reqs.

Be positive and friendly, hate has no place on this blog.

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𝑀𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇𝓁𝒾𝓈𝓉

🍋 - sfw content

⚠️ - nsfw content

🌼 - fem!reader/afab!reader

💛 - gn!reader

🌱 - Sprout’s favs

♡ Baking Disaster 🍋💛🌱

♡ Period Panic 🍋🌼

♡ Hair Dye Dilemma 🍋💛🌱

♡ Laughter (Boo snorts when they laugh) 🍋💛

♡ Enjoyable Evening (card game & music at Als)🍋💛

♡ Sweet Sounds (Boos secret singing talent)🍋💛

♡ Game Night 🍋💛

♡ Sunglasses 🍋💛

𝐼𝓂𝒶𝑔𝒾𝓃𝑒𝓈 / 𝐻𝑒𝒶𝒹𝒸𝒶𝓃𝑜𝓃𝓈

♡ PB&J's 🍋🌱

♡ Lip Products 🍋🌱

♡ SugarBoo hc 🍋💛

♡ A Song Seth Would Like 🍋

♡ Guyliner 🌱🍋

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𝒞𝓊𝓇𝓇𝑒𝓃𝓉𝓁𝓎 𝒲𝑜𝓇𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒪𝓃…

♡ Lucien/Big Red drabble (Progress ~5% done)

♡ Werewolf Seth drabble (Progress ~10% done)

I've been very busy lately sorry, I promise more content soon!

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Thanks for all the love and support! <3

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*Lucien walks into kitchen*

Lucien: …why are you eating a bowl of sliced pickles??

Angel: don't you question me daemon.

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just imagine Alphonse and Seth’s individual reactions to finding out Sugarboo snorts when they laugh. Like you know they’re holding back for a bit when Seth first started staying with them but then Al was like “hey y’know they’ve got a snort laugh right?” and Seth demands proof (he believes it he just wants to see it for himself)

Alphonse x Seth x Boo (gn!reader)

Thank you so much for all the love and requests!!

Word Count: 862

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The sun had just begun to set, casting a warm golden glow across the living room where you sat comfortably snuggled into your boyfriend's side in one of your wide chairs in the living room.

"Are you sure you're okay sleeping down here on the couch, Seth?" you asked. "If you need a break, you can always take the bed. Or I can look for a sleeping bag somewhere around here." You turned your head away, trying to remember if you even had a sleeping bag anymore.

"No, no, it's alright. I'm fine Sugar, really," he assured you.

"I truly appreciate you lettin' me crash here," he said rubbing the back of his neck.

"It's no problem, really!" you assure him.

"I think he actually prefers camping to a warm bed. If you gave him a sleeping bag, you might have to go searching for him in the woods." Al said, drawing a light giggle from you, to which you brought a fist up to cover your lips.

"You laugh but it's true!" Seth nodded.

"To each their own I suppose, I'd gladly take a cozy bed any day over a tarp and sleeping bag." Al shrugged.

"Speaking of cozy, I'm gonna go change into some comfier clothes," you pat Al's leg before hopping up. Seth's gaze follows your figure as you hop up the stairs and disappear out of sight.

"You good?" Al asks with a raised eyebrow.

"Huh, oh, yeah." Seth shook his head slightly, a little flustered that he'd been caught staring.

"Uh huh, your face was lookin' a little pink there for a second." Al pried.

"Well, ya' know, they've got a nice laugh," he admitted quietly.

"It's uh, been a while since I heard a laugh like that," he said with his mouth drawn in a faint smile, the edges of his deep brown eyes grew soft.

"Oh yeayea," Al nodded.

The boys sat in comfortable silence, taking in the moment and appreciating the calmness around them. It had been a long time since they had felt so at ease in each other's presence. There wasn't the slightest hint of tension, regret, or anger between them. They had finally found a moment of respite, and it was all thanks to the sunshine that you had brought into their lives.

"You know they snort when they laugh hard enough?" Alphonse broke the silence. Seth spun his head to face Al, his eyebrows furrowed slightly with disbelief.

"Really?"

"Mmm, it's true." Al nodded. A flicker of light danced across his eyes as he leaned back in his chair, "I remember bein' a little shocked the first time I heard it. But I gotta admit, everything's just so much funnier with a laugh like that," he recounted, a warm smile spreading across his face. The more Seth thought about it, he could totally picture you snorting while you laughed, and oh he longed to hear it.

"Well, I just have to believe it when I hear it for myself," he stated matter-of-factly.

"I know they've been hiding it, but I'll see if I can break them," Alphonse said with a smirk.

It wasn't long before you entered the living room, wrapped in fresh pajamas and holding a blanket, there was a spring in your step as you walked.

"Here, I brought down this extra blanket for you," you said, chucking the soft grey blanket that you were holding onto his lap before collapsing on a chair.

"It's startin' to feel like a slumber party up in here," Al said, bumping his hands up with a silent 'whoop-whoop'.

"You guys wanna watch a movie?" you ask, eyes angling for the remote before the boys were nodding their heads.

"Alriiiight!" you say with a huff as you slap both needs and bend forward to get up.

"Jesus, you stand up like a Midwestern dad," Al laughs as he mimics your actions dramatically, leaving you two giggling at one another like children. As Alphonse continues to mock you for 'being an old man', your giggles turn into full-blown laughs until a small snort escapes your mouth, which has you doubling over, grabbing onto Al's arm for support as you cover your mouth with your other hand. Just as Seth thought he couldn't adore you anymore, you reveal a laugh like that. He loved how your face glowed with euphoria as you clutched at your sides, trying to regain oxygen in your lungs. Your infectious laughter filled the room, causing Seth to chuckle, unable to resist the joyful atmosphere that surrounded them. The more you snort, the harder y'all laugh.

Once you were able to breathe properly and stand upright, you gave Al a little kiss on the side of his cheek and snatched the TV remote off the coffee table.

"Alright you two, what're we watchin'?" Seth asked, still unable to wipe the grin off his face.

"Nothin' scary, I'm lookin' at you Boo," Al opined, shooting you a side-eye.

"Maybe a comedy?" Seth suggested. The corner of your mouth curled into a smile as you squinted at him.

"You're just trying to get me to snort again, aren't you?" you chirp.

"…maybe"

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The End <3

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Charlie: *gasp* it's a Mandela effect

Casper: you can't just say that every time you miss-remember something...

#yuurivoice #yuurivoice stuff #yuurivoice charlie #yuurivoice casper #yuurivoice fandom #i may or may not do this lmao

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Hiya I was wondering if you do fanfics for Big red/ Lucien?

I sure can try! Any specific requests??

I’ll have to go back and listen to one of Reds vids cause I don’t listen to them often😅

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𝐵𝒶𝓀𝒾𝓃𝑔 𝒟𝒾𝓈𝒶𝓈𝓉𝑒𝓇

Alphonse x Seth x SugarBoo (gn!reader)

Word Count: 1,913

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This little town absolutely loved to throw festivals, no matter the occasion - whether it was Christmas, Beer, Halloween, Music, Summer Solstice, or Spring, the locals poured their heart and soul into it. You appreciate how much spirit and enthusiasm they can pack into a celebration. After your delicious display of baked sweets at the annual Christmas festival a few years ago, the townsfolk practically begged you to cater at every event, and this time around was no different. If you could bake the treats the morning of to ensure they were as fresh as possible, you would. Unfortunately, there was too much to do in too little time, so you settled on the night before. Everything was going smooth as buttercream until you reached the new recipe you decided to try out. You wanted to step up the game and try something fancy, and what better way to go than Canelés de Bordeau, a small French pastry with a custard center and a thick caramelized crust. You'd acquired the special copper molds years ago, yet you'd never tried to make them until tonight, and it was starting to seem like you'd bit off more than you could chew. 

"fuck fuck fuck fuck!" you yell slamming the oven door closed, hands pulling at the top of your hair as you walk in circles around the kitchen. The angered outburst and slight smell of burning sugar had caught the attention of the pink and brown-haired boys sitting in the next room over watching a movie.   

"Boo?" Alphonse called from the couch. Seth shot Al a concerned glance as he paused the TV before they gingerly crept toward the kitchen. You felt the boy's eyes on you from the doorway, but didn't look their way. Your movement stopped, jaw tight and fists clasped in a white-knuckled grip, your hands practically shaking. Al ran up beside you and rubbed the sides of your arms.

"Hey, hey! Baby! It's ok." he bent at the knees slightly to look you in the eyes. 

"Let's just breathe for a moment, yeah?" He helped guide your breathing by inhaling deeply through his mouth and out his nose until you seemed physically calmer. Seth peaked in the oven and quickly understood what the outburst was about. The custard was bubbling over their little trays, the edges starting to burn. He didn't know much about baking, but based on their state and your reaction, he knew this meant they were unsalvageable, so he turned off the oven and removed the tray. 

"Talk to us, what's goin' on?" 

"I wanted to try something special and it's completely ruined." you pout. 

"Well Sugar, you already have two fantastic-lookin' treats, I'm sure everyone would be just fine with this." Seth tried. 

"Yeah! And you know everyone is going to love whatever you hand out," Alphonse added, but it was no use you were fixated on these Canelés. 

"I always have at least three items." you protest. 

"What do you want to do?" Seth questioned, moving a little closer to you two. Your mind was consumed by anger and scattered thoughts, making it difficult to focus. Alphonse scanned your face as you thought, seeing that this wasn't helpful, he threw out an option, hoping this would alleviate decision-making stress. 

"Do you want to go to the store and pick up something pre-made to hand out tomorrow?" he proposed softly. You shot him a cold glare that could kill. 

"Ok, ok." he threw his hands up. 

"They're looking forward to my baking. They specifically requested my catering again." you expound. As you continued to mumble about the quality of store-bought goods, Alphonse looked across the kitchen. The countertop was littered with ingredients and the sink was on the brim of overflowing with dirty dishes. He glanced over at the clock, which read 11:09 pm. 

"Ok, well, it's gettin' late, do you want to try and make another batch?" he questioned. 

"I don't have enough eggs or butter to make another batch," you state.

The kitchen was uncomfortably silent for a few moments, the smell of burnt defeat loomed in the air above you three. 

"Gimme a list Sugar, I'll head out and grab whatever you need," Seth spoke up. 

"Yeah, and while he's out, I'll help clean up the kitchen!" Al said eagerly. The heavy frustration that lingered in your chest finally fizzled out, and a tired fuzziness settling in your system took its place. Your face turns into a downward smile and despite your best efforts, you can't stop the tears that are flowing down your cheeks. 

"Oh Boo," Al chuckles, scooping you into a bear hug.

"You know we're here for you," Seth joins the hug, wrapping his arms tightly around the both of you. 

"I love you guys so much," you sniffle into their chests. 

"Okok," Al says, gently pulling you away from his chest, a hand slides down to the small of your back as he tilts his head to look at your tear-stained face. 

"Why don't you go take a hot shower to relax babe, it's going to be a minute before everything is ready for you," he said placing a smooch on your forehead. 

"mmk," you sniff, handing your apron to Al before shuffling your way upstairs. 

"I still need that list..." Seth mumbled as he watched you disappear.

"That's alright man, we can look at the recipe and figure out what they need," Al said, cracking knuckles. 

Seth knew he'd have to find a convenience store to pick up all the necessary ingredients, given grocery stores would be closing at this time of the night. He finally found a 7-Eleven and pulled into the parking lot. As he stood next to his bike rubbing his hands together and blowing into them to regain warmth, he mentally reviewed the list he and Al had made. 

Fuck, why do all convenience stores have to have such bright lights? He thought as he entered the shop squinting. He made quick work and gathered everything on his checklist. Just as he was about to check out, a neon sign caught his eye toward the back of the store. He wandered over to the refrigerated display cases. I'll never understand why they enjoy this stuff, it's just battery acid in a fancy can. He thought to himself as he picked up your favorite energy drink. 

You sat on the floor of your shower, enjoying the steaming water pouring over your back as your muscles relaxed. How incredibly lucky were you to have two amazing people taking care of you? As the warm water eventually ran out, you reluctantly stepped out of the shower and wrapped yourself in a towel. You tiptoed out of the bathroom and made your way to your room to slip into some comfy clothes. You let out a sigh of relief at the feeling of the soft fabric against your skin. The mere thought of putting on jeans again made you feel suffocated and discouraged as if you were about to embark on a daunting task. As you rubbed the towel through your hair one last time, you heard the faint sound of the front door opening, followed by the crinkling of bags. Now that the red cloud of frustration wasn't blinding your every thought, you were able to reflect upon the disappointing batch of custardy treats. Descending the stairs slowly, you carefully pondered every detail before devising a new plan that you hoped would result in a perfectly crafted batch of delicious treats. As you rounded the corner back to the kitchen, which was now sparkling clean, Seth caught your eyes and held up your favorite energy drink with a big toothy grin. 

"I got this for ya since I figured you'd be stayin' up pretty late." 

This man truly knew the way to your heart. 

You walked over to where he stood and took the can before cupping the side of his face and placing a big kiss on his cheek. 

"Aw look at you tryin' to score brownie points," Al smirked. 

The evening drew on, and the boys did the best they could to stay awake with you as you baked the night away. Eventually, Al had to tap out and go to bed, not before promising to help package all the goodies the next morning. Seth was not too far behind, he was practically half-asleep at the kitchen table when you told him you had it all handled, and that he should go to bed. Exhaustion started to prick at your mind, the effects of your caffeinated beverage were wearing off as the last few minutes of the oven's timer ticked down. 

As you pulled out the tray filled with perfectly baked Canelés, a tremendous wave of relief and satisfaction washed over you. The feeling only intensified as you cautiously removed each pastry from its molds, revealing a beautiful amber caramel coating. They looked as if they had just come from a French bakery. You lazily cleaned a few items around the counter before calling it quits, there'd be time tomorrow to deal with this mess. Grateful to finally be done, you dragged yourself to bed and collapsed in between your boys, nuzzling your face in between Seth's shoulder and draping an arm over his side. Just as you were about to drift off, you felt Alphonse slide up behind you, your back now flush against his chest as he rubbed your arm sleepily. 

"m'love you Boo..." he whispered against your neck before falling back into a deep sleep. 

Hours later, you woke up and reached out, expecting to find someone by your side, but the bed was completely empty. Confused, you sat up and rubbed my eyes, trying to shake off the grogginess of sleep. Panic started to rise in your chest as you checked your phone to see that the festivities were starting in fifteen minutes. Despite your time constraint, you couldn't help but spend the extra minute to throw together a cute outfit, before running downstairs. You were slightly out of breath when you reached the festival, which was set up around the heart of town, near Al's shop. Your pace crawled to a halt as you spotted Seth standing beside a table with his back to you. The boys had chosen a charming tablecloth that complemented the decor of the foldout table. They'd packaged and arranged the three batches of baked goodies, aligning them neatly for folks to grab them and go. You snuck up behind him and slipped your arms around his waist, resting your chip on his shoulder. 

"Well hey there sleepin' beauty, or should I say baking beauty?" he chuckled at his own joke, to which you roll your eyes. You turn to the sound of another familiar voice,

"How'd you sleep Boo?" Alphonse asked, handing you an iced caramel latte, your favorite. 

"Oooo! I'm definitely gonna need this," you say happily taking the coffee from your boyfriend. 

"Look who's trying to score brownie points now," Seth mumbled sassily. 

"Honestly, I slept pretty good!" You say, taking a quick sip, 

"Seth's snoring is like the perfect white noise, it lulls me right to sleep," you giggle. 

"You guys are seriously the best," You set your latte down and then wrap your arms around each of them, pulling them close to give them a little kiss.

"I couldn't have done this without you." 

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The End <3

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happy discount candy day :3 🍫💝

Half-off candy whoopwhoop 🍫🌹

I hope you have a lovely weekend with some some wonderfully priced candy :)

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imagine Alphonse going to hang out at Boo’s house and hearing them singing (really well) from inside, which he finds interesting seeing as he can seem to recall them claiming that they don’t sing

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𝒮𝓌𝑒𝑒𝓉 𝒮𝑜𝓊𝓃𝒹𝓈

Alphonse x gn!reader

Word Count: 719

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"Sorry Boo, I'm running late. I'll be there in about 20ish min?"

Perfect

Even though you knew this cookie and movie date had been in the books for weeks, of course, you left cleaning to the very last minute. It didn't help that you spent the whole morning getting ready. But to be fair, you felt super cute in your baggy jeans, white tee, and a little red bandana that was tied around your head and matched perfectly with your shoes. You stood in the middle of the living room and sighed, with a sharp twist, you cracked your back before chugging the rest of an energy drink and getting to work. No cleaning session would be complete without some jams, so you threw on your favorite playlist and sang your heart out as you picked up blankets, half-empty water bottles, and pillows around the place.

You had completely lost track of time, unaware that Al was running even later than originally stated. The house was practically picture-perfect in no time, you were incredibly productive, and better yet, you were having fun. Not wanting to lose this streak of productivity, you started prepping for the treats you planned to bake for the day. Mise en place!

Alphonse's lungs were screaming as he ran up the stairs to the front of your house, worried you were mad because you hadn't answered his last few texts. His hand was just inches away from the door when he froze in his tracks. A lively song with an electric melody was audible, but it was the sweet, velvety smooth voice that stood out despite being slightly muffled by the door. He wasn't entirely sure if it was you for a moment, but as he crept closer and held his ear near the door, there was no doubt that it was indeed your beautiful voice. He'd recognize it anywhere.

You typically left the front door unlocked for him whenever he was coming over. As silently as possible, he opened the door a crack and slipped in, trying not to disrupt your enchanting concert. He watched breathlessly as you were lost in your own world.

As you swayed with the melody that filled the room, your eye caught the reflection in the microwave of a pink-haired figure in the room behind you.

Your heart dropped and hands went cold, and you let out a startled yelp as you spun to face the intruder. You froze, mortified, the music carrying on without you in the background.

"Holy shit!" you blurt out. Al's face pulled into a downward smile, and a small huff of air blew from his nose.

"Sorry Boo, I didn't mean to startle ya. I just didn't want to interrupt," he explained.

"How long have you been standing there?!" you squeak, pressing a hand against your chest, with fingers splayed wide as you tried to catch your breath, your heart racing a thousand miles a minute.

"A hot minute. I'm pretty sure when I suggested we do a karaoke date, you told me you couldn't sing. Like, you were adamant you couldn't sing, you wanna explain that?" he smirked, raising an eyebrow.

"Yeah well, it's embarrassing," you protest, feeling your ears and cheeks burn rosy pink. He sauntered over to where you stood, stopping just before you, and placing his hands on his hips.

"Do you want me to sing for you? Would that make you feel better?" he asks with a chuckle, pulling you into a big hug.

"Nono, that's ok!" you laugh into his chest, wrapping your arms loosely around his waist.

"You ain't got nothin' to be embarrassed about Boo, your singing was gorgeous," He paused, gazing into your eyes, and brushed the hair from your face.

"Just like you."

You looked at him, feeling overwhelmed with emotion. You took a shaky deep breath.

"I love you," you whispered before stretching up on your tippy toes to kiss him. As you broke apart, Alphonse eyed up the goodies lined up behind you.

"Can I please eat some of the cookie dough this time…?" he said with puppy eyes.

"No." you roll your eyes, pushing at his chest playfully, but it was no use you couldn't escape his arms that wrapped tighter around you as he swept in for another kiss.

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The End <3

Sorry this took so long, but thanks again for the request!!

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𝒫𝐵&𝒥'𝓈

How the boys prefer their peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.

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Seth likes a nice loaf of oatnut bread with Jif's extra crunchy peanut butter. If he can get his hands on some of Smucker's apple cider butter, he's a happy man, but he'll settle with the classic Smucker's Concord grape jelly any day. If he's feeling a little fancy, he might toast the bread and cut the sandwich diagonally. Omg wouldn't it be funny if Seth bought Dave's Killer Bread?

Charlie gives off the kinda vibe where he would devour white bread and Skippy's creamy peanut butter. If he's not horkin' down a PB with no J, he's happily eating an Uncrustable. Strawberry is definitely his favorite flavor, but the PB honey one is not far behind.(He got used to it because that's the only flavor AL and Seth would give him back in the day)

Alphonse used to use plain white bread, but after he started dating Boo, he switched to try and be healthier (he won't go 100% whole grain but progress is progress). Other than that, he's not too picky, he likes creamy peanut butter with a Raspberry preserve, but he puts so much on you could barely swallow due to the shear amount of peanut butter. Additionally, I can't shake the feeling that he would've used, or at the very least tried Goober (the peanut butter and jelly mixed in a jar).

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Imagine SugarBoo adopting some of the boy's favorite things.

Like one day they walk into the living room wearing an oversized Mothman t-shirt while eating Alphonse's favorite candy.

They would absolutely love that.

I had such a specific image in my head when thinking about this, so I had to make it. I've never tried digital art/editing and omg it was so hard.

Mothman pic on t-shirt: @donut-toast on Deviantart

Reference Pose: @gracerows on Pinterest

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ℙ𝕖𝕣𝕚𝕠𝕕 ℙ𝕒𝕟𝕚𝕔

Seth x f!reader

Seth doesn't know what to do when SugarBoo is on their period.

Word Count: 987

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If money wasn't an issue Alphonse needed to worry about, he would've stayed home with you. He knew you were having a horrible day and suffering from unpleasant period symptoms. The cramps had been more intense than usual this month, and he knew you were in genuine pain. Unfortunately, money was tight, and he couldn't afford to keep the shop closed another day. You had told your boyfriend multiple times that you understood and it was okay, but it didn't make him feel any better. Later that day, Al messaged Seth and asked him to check up on you.

Seth had never dealt with this kinda situation before, so he sorta panics when he receives the text from Alphonse. He grabs his jacket and rushes around the house trying to find the keys to his bike. Just before he's about to leave, a thought crosses his mind "Oh shit, should I bring her something??"

He debates for a while on whether or not he should buy you some chocolate. After realizing he'd have to make a trip to Al's shop, he decides against it. Instead, he scrounges around his cupboards and finds an unopened pack of peanut M&M's and shoves that in his pocket before heading off.

You'd been curled up on the couch, half paying attention to the TV show you'd put on, hoping it would distract you from persistent pain knawing in your lower abdomen when you heard the familiar hum of a bike outside. Not long after the hum died down there was a knock at the front door.

Begrudgingly, you roll off the couch and reach the door with one hand clutching at your lower stomach. A small smile dawned on your face when you looked up to see your brown-haired best friend.

"H-hey! A little bird told me you were havin' uh, sort've a crummy day. So I-uh, I came over to check in and see how you were doin'."

Alphonse…

"Well, that was very sweet of you, thanks." Suddenly, a sharp pain that left behind a wave of nausea had you wincing as you clutched your stomach a little harder. Seth's stomach drops the moment he sees your face twist with discomfort.

"Oh shoot, do you want to go back inside Sugar?" his tone was concerned.

"Yeah, wanna come in?" you offered, opening the door a little wider.

"How're you doing…?" He asked nervously, watching you as you swept a blanket off a chair before collapsing back onto the couch.

Well that was a stupid question

"Oh, you know, things could be better," you said flatly with a sigh.

"Sorry to hear that sugar." He says rubbing the back of his neck.

"Oh! Speakin' of which, I brought somethin' sweet for ya," he says pulling the M&M's out of his pocket and holding them out.

"Thanks," you say, tearing into the Peanut M&M's and popping a handful in your mouth.

After eating a few more pieces of chocolate, you fold the bag in half and rest your hand gently over the top of it on your lap. You closed your eyes and held your breath as your head thudded against the couch. Seth's hands fidgeted restlessly, his lips pinched in a tight line.

fuck what am I supposed to do??

The silence in the room was suffocating. It seemed to engulf Seth, pushing his thoughts to spiral further until he couldn't take it any longer.

"Listen, I uh, I'm gonna be honest, Al asked me to check up on you and I don't really know what to do here," Seth admitted sheepishly.

"I appreciate you being here, but I'll survive on my own if you want to leave." you shrug.

"Aw nah, I'd feel bad ditchin' ya like that Sugar. Just tell me what to do and I'll do it," he stated adamantly.

"Or if you want me outta your hair, I'll leave. You just say the word." He said holding his hands up.

"No, no. It's nice having you here," you say softly.

"If you don't mind, could you grab me some water and Advil?" you say.

"Of course!" he says nearly jumping out of his chair toward the bathroom.

As you patiently wait for Seth to return, you grab the TV remote and start flipping through movie options. When Seth returned, you had already started watching one of your favorite comfort movies.

"Have you ever seen 'Howl's Moving Castle'?" you ask, taking the water from Seth.

"I don't believe I have," he hands you a couple of Advil, then glances up at the TV screen.

"It looks like something Al would've watched," he huffed out a small laugh.

"Would you sit down to watch it with me?" you ask sweetly, patting the spot next to you.

Seth sits down next to you and you lean your head against his shoulder, feeling grateful for his company. As the movie plays on, you both sink deeper into the couch, every muscle in your body relaxed. You lean into Seth's side a little more, trying to absorb more of the heat radiating off his body. You breathed deeply, inhaling the warm yet soft scent of leather and cologne. The sound of Seth's steading breathing makes your eyelids fall heavy, and it's not long before you've drifted off into a quiet slumber. As Seth's gaze fell upon your peacefully sleeping form, a soft smile spread across his lips. Carefully, so as not to wake you, he pulls the blanket up to your shoulders. A warm feeling swells in his chest as he exhales deeply, grateful to be there for you and provide some comfort. It wasn't long before he too was fast asleep, his head lightly resting against yours.

When Alphonse stops by after work, Seth is still there, snoring lightly beside you. He laughs quietly, shaking his head before joining the cuddle pile on the couch on your other side.

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