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I know I’m a bit late but happy birthday Seth! 💕

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Always

This is the second part to this post!

Word Count: 740

Enjoy! 💕

The few minutes of walking down the street had been comforting, yet nerve-racking for Boo. Not just because they had to go back and face Alphonse, but because they had to tell him about the nightmares that had been happening for the past few weeks.

They were supposed to be the strong one. Hell, they proved it throughout the visit to the city. They held their head up. They stayed unshakeable for the most part. The boys had surely been through worse. A nightmare couldn’t have been any worse compared to what their boys went through. But if that was the case, why did the nightmares get to them that badly? Maybe because they knew in a way, Derek was right?

As they approached Boo’s house, Seth looked at Boo before asking, “You still nervous?” Boo took a deep breath as they nodded.

“Would ya feel better if I went in with you? Seth questioned while rubbing Boo’s shoulder. Boo looked up at him, grateful before replying, “Yeah. Thank you, Seth.”

“Anytime, sweetheart,” Seth whispered before pulling Boo towards the front door and using Boo’s key to unlock the door.

Without even a second of being in the house do they hear shuffling down the stairs followed by a frantic call of Boo’s name. Before Boo could even look up, Alphonse rushed towards them before pulling them in a hug.

He then pulled away with a relieved look on his face as he blurted out, “Damn it Boo, you can’t just do that! I wake up and you’re gone and left your phone so I had no way of contacting you!”

“Al I—“ Boo started before being cut off by Alphonse, “No, Boo! Do you not know how dangerous that could’a been!? Especially after what happened on Christmas!”

Seth then stepped in, stopping Alphonse from continuing his lecture, saying, “Alphonse, please let ‘em speak. It’s something serious…”

Alphonse then paused, turning to Boo, worried. Alphonse softly asked, “Boo? What happened? Did someone hurt you?”

Boo shook their head, leading Alphonse and Seth to the couch. After the trio sat down, Boo took a deep breath while fidgeting with their hands before speaking.

“I’ve been having nightmares about that night… the night I shot Derek…”

Alphonse was a bit taken aback, but he couldn’t say that it surprised him. He knew what it was like. Alphonse experienced nightmares about the old him. The person he used to be. When he and Seth were back in the city working under Derek. He’d stay up most nights, unable to sleep because of the thoughts that plagued him. His thoughts were interrupted as he heard sniffling and he saw tears streaming down his lover’s face.

“Oh, Boo… come here…”

Without thinking he wrapped his arms around Boo, rubbing circles on their back as an attempt to comfort them. Seth on the other hand was rubbing a hand on their shoulder.

“You don’t have to tell me all the details right now. Just tell me what you’re comfortable with talking about.” Alphonse pulled away but held their hands in his.

Boo, now a bit more comfortable, started talking, “I’ve been having nightmares and Derek’s always there. He mocks me, saying that I’m tainted, that I’m just as bad as he is. He just won’t leave me alone. Not even for one night.”

Alphonse felt awful. How was this happening and he didn’t even realize it? He cupped Boo’s cheeks with his hands before saying, “Boo, don’t ever listen to what that asshole has to say about you. He’s a piece of shit who’s just trying to make you feel bad about yourself. You’re sweet, kind, and one of the best things in my life. Seth and I love you and nothing you do could ever change that. I know it’s definitely easier said than done but we’ll get through this, together. Ain’t that right, Seth?”

“Of course! We got your back, Sugar. Always.” Boo looked between the two boys and smiled as Seth wiped the tears off their cheeks.

“Thank you. Can I group hug?” Boo asked, feeling the weight lift off their shoulders. “Of course, Boo! Bring it in, you two…”

Both boys wrapped their arms around Boo, closing the distance between the group. With Alphonse on their left and Seth on their right, they had all they could ask for right there.

“I love you both… so much…”

“And we love you, Boo…”

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The Nightmare That Won’t Leave

I wrote this as a continuation of my first fanfic: here!

I will make a part 2 for this one but for now, enjoy! :)

Word count: 768

Their nightmares from what had happened that night had been tormenting them ever since it first occurred. They have been trying to make them go away but to no avail. Each time the nightmares came back, they got worse and worse.

Tonight was no different when they woke up in a cold sweat next to Alphonse. The same dream. Derek mocking them. Saying how they were tainted now. How they were no good. How they had ruined themselves.

They slowly turned towards Alphonse to notice he was still asleep. Sighing, they got up and saw the time. 11:00. Damn, they barely slept an hour. They knew they needed to take a stroll to clear their head. Without much more thought, they walked downstairs and headed out their front door.

The night was quiet. The stars in the sky were bright. Snow everywhere they turned. They barely got any snow in their hometown, so it was nice to actually see some snow for a change.

As they were mindlessly walking they ran into someone. Without looking up, they apologized and kept on walking until—

“Sugar? What’re you doing out here?”

They realized that the person they ran into was Seth. They knew they’d have some explaining to do.

“Oh! Hey Seth! Fancy seeing you out here, Seth!” Boo laughed awkwardly, trying to sound as confident as they could.

“Well I was just headed back home to get some shut-eye. Pops told me that I had to close the shop early tonight, so here I am. Now what’re you doing out here?” Seth asked, a bit skeptical of how they were speaking.

“I was just taking a walk to clear my head. A lot has been on my mind lately,” they replied, looking away from him

“Well Sugar, did you wanna talk about it? I can be a damn good listener, y’know?” Seth wondered as he stepped closer towards Boo.

They honestly had no idea how they were gonna explain it to Seth. Hell, they haven’t even told Alphonse about the nightmares and he was their boyfriend. To Boo, it seemed more overwhelming to talk about it than to just say what’s going on outright.

“Sure, that would actually be nice. But can we sit down to talk about it?” Boo questioned looking at Seth.

Seth gave them a soft smile while nodding before finding them a bench to sit on while they talked.

“So sweetheart, what’s been going on? Is it something serious?” Seth said, worried about what had happened and was preparing for the worst.

“Well… um… remember when I shot Derek awhile back?” Boo asked as they looked at their palms. Seth nodded, giving them the go-ahead to keep to keep talking.

“I’ve been having these vivid nightmares about that night. It gets worse each time it happens and…” They paused for a second trying to gather their thoughts.

“Don’t worry, Sugar. Take your time.” Seth reassured them, slowly rubbing their back.

“In every single nightmare, it’s just Derek. He’s mocking me. Saying I’m a bad person. That I’m tainted. That I’m no better than him. He won’t leave me alone for one night. I just want it to go away…” without even realizing it, tears were falling down their face as they explained their nightmares to Seth.

As soon as he noticed the tears, Seth was quick to give Boo a hug. He knew the feeling all too well. The nightmares. Wanting them to go away. He knew.

“I’m so sorry, Sugar. Why haven’t you said anything? Speaking of, have you told Alphonse about any of this?” Seth asked as he slightly pulled away from the hug. Boo shook their head, knowing what he was going to say next.

“Sweetheart, you should tell him. I promise you, it would help so much telling him than bottling it up like this. Believe me, I know a thing or two about that.” Seth smiled slightly, trying to lighten the mood.

Boo smiled, pulling away from the hug and pulling Seth up from the bench. As the two walked side-by-side, Seth realized something.

“Sugar, does Alphonse know you’re out here?”

Boo’s heart dropped realizing that they, in fact, did not tell Alphonse where they were going.

They knew they were in for a long lecture.

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You’re a Plushie Too?!

This is my version of Al and Boo going to see Seth after Al turned into a plushie! Enjoy!

Word count: 642

Their pastel boyfriend turning into a plushie wasn’t something they would ever guess would happen, yet here they are. While it was amusing seeing Alphonse as a plushie, he wasn’t exactly taking it well.

That’s how they ended up ordering a carrier to carry Alphonse around in while they went to Seth’s place to try to come up with a solution.

Shortly after ordering the carrier for Alphonse, Sugarboo started to get ready to go to Seth’s place. As they were putting on a jacket, Alphonse grumbled, “Boo! How long is this gonna take?”

Sugarboo, exhausted and exasperated, turned towards Alphonse remarking, “You keep distracting me it’s gonna take longer.”

“Sorry Boo… I just hate being a plushie! I didn’t think I’d ever be looking up to you, at least not like this! I’m basically as tall as you and Seth!”

Boo glares at Alphonse saying, “Watch it pal. I could send you flying across the room with a single throw.”

“Okay! Okay! Sorry,” Alphonse backs off, a bit intimidated by the threat from his partner.

Boo ,after finally putting their shoes on, grabs Alphonse and goes to walk out the door. As soon as they step outside, they see a big box in front of the door.

Alphonse asks, “Boo? Is that my carrier?”

“Yes it is, and by the way, you owe me $50 for this,” Boo jokingly says.

After opening the box, Boo took out the pink and blue pet backpack, revealing it to Alphonse.

Alphonse eyes sparkled as he saw it. He exclaimed, “Woah! Boo, it’s gorgeous!”

“Yeah, it is. And look, it matches your sweater!” Boo points out.

Alphonse admired the bag for a bit before saying, “Cool! Now let’s go pull up on Seth!”

The walk wasn’t anything out of the ordinary. Although, Alphonse was unusually quiet almost the whole way. He was probably a bit humiliated to be out in public as a plushie, but there had to be more embarrassing things. Thats what they thought at least.

“Al? You alright back there?” Boo called out to their boyfriend in the backpack.

Alphonse snapped back to reality replying, “Yeah, Boo… I’m fine. Just a bit worried? I don’t want to be stuck like this.”

“Hey, I promise, we’ll find a solution. And I’ll be with you the whole way there, okay?” Boo said, comforting Alphonse.

Alphonse eased down just a bit hearing that, “Thanks, Boo…”

Before they knew it, they had made it to Seth’s place. Boo knocked on the door twice, not hearing Seth from their spot outside.

“Seth! It’s me! I have a bit of a situation!” Boo exclaimed knocking on the door once more before hearing a ‘Come in’ from inside.

Although as they walked in, they didn’t see anyone. They looked around a bit more before hearing Seth’s voice again coming from his room.

They stepped into the room, immediately noticing Seth’s jacket on the floor and right in front of it, a small, plush Seth. Boo eyes widened slightly, before saying his name in a questioning manner.

“Seth?”

“Yes Sugar?”

“You’re a plushie?”

“Yep.”

“Fuck. Alright, come on, I’ve got a little bit of explaining to do.” Boo told Seth as they picked him up and walked out of his bedroom.

The situation seemed to get worse by the second. Both of Boo’s boys were plushies. And they don’t have a solution. Nor did they really know who was causing it. Someone who worked with magic maybe? No, they didn’t think that’d make sense. They don’t think anyone from the city would have anything to do with it either. Maybe?

At least they weren’t a plushie. They’d probably be able to come up with a solution since they were the only person in the house who wasn’t a plushie. It’s not like they’d get turned into a plushie too?

Right?

Note: I might do a part 2 to this but I’m not too sure yet—

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The Guilt of a Gunshot

This is inspired by this post from @ideasarestuckinmyhead! : read here!

This is also my first fanfic that has been sitting in my drafts for about a month now—so enjoy!

Word count: 1467

The silence after the shot was eerie; so eerie that it almost hurt. Sugarboo slowly lowering their arm that held the gun as the adrenaline had started to wear off.

They felt like they could scream, cry, do something, anything to prove that they felt something after shooting Derek. But… no. They couldn’t. Not after what they did. They knew what they were getting themselves into. They… asked for this. They did this for their boys. Even though they might not forgive them for what they had done.

Before they walked to the door, Sugarboo looked at Derek’s lifeless body, emotionless. No remorse. No mercy. Just blank.

Upon opening the door, to their confusion, there seemed to be nobody in the bar anymore. 


‘Did everyone leave?’ They thought. They figured the gunshot was loud but they didn’t anticipate that everyone would scramble. They then thought back to what Alphonse said. The gun would be enough to scare rats shitless.

They looked around and noticed two bodies on the ground of the bar. One of them being the “guard” that they’d seen when they first walked in with Derek and the other was… familiar. The confusion turned into fear as they realized that the other body was Seth’s.

“Holy shit! Seth! Oh god, you—you’re bleeding!”

They carefully and somehow successfully managed to pick up Seth’s body, considering he was taller and bigger than they were. They carefully placed his head on their shoulder as they tried to gently shake Seth awake. They knew that this was their fault that he was like this. He must’ve come looking for them. And that thought alone was enough to make Sugarboo’s heart drop.

“Seth… please wake up. I’m so sorry. I didn’t—I didn’t mean for this to happen to you I just—!”

“Sugar…”

That sentence alone was enough to cause them to pause. They looked down at Seth’s face and noticed that he was conscious.

“Seth! Thank goodness you’re alright! I’m so sorry about everything I just—!”

“Shh… Sugar… it’s alright. I’m alright. I’m just… so tired.”

“Seth, please stay awake… just until I can find Alphonse so he can drive you to a hospital. Where is he? If you’re here then shouldn’t he be close by?”

“No, he’s at the train yard. We… split up to look for you.”

They figured that their boys would look for them. But it didn’t hurt any less hearing it aloud.

“I guess I’ll have to get there by foot. I can’t risk your injury getting worse but I can’t just leave you here—fuck! What do I do?”

Just as they finished their statement as they dredged out the bar with Seth in their arms, they noticed a similar van pull up.

“Is that… Charlie’s van?”

Sugarboo looked at Seth confused until the passenger window rolled down revealing Jessie.

“Ma, how did you get that hunk-a-junk to start?”

The question asked was quickly interrupted by Jessie.

“There’s no time for questions, hun. Just get in the van so we can get you boys to a hospital. I already picked up Alphonse from the train yard and he’s… well… roughed up.”

This caused Sugarboo to freeze up. Both of their boys had gotten hurt because of them? They devised this plan to try to help them but instead they… made everything… worse.

Jessie seemed to notice the expression on Sugarboo’s face and she was quick to cut them from their thoughts.

“Sugar, Alphonse is going to be okay. I promise. We just need to get both of them checked out to make sure nothing else serious is wrong.”

This was three hours ago. Three long, excruciating hours. They sat in the waiting room, embarrassed, ashamed, and just… empty. They had solved their problem but at what cost? The boys getting hurt? Them being tainted? It hurt. It hurt so fucking much. But they didn’t have any right to feel like that. They had to be the strong one. The one who kept everything together. The one who fixed everything.

They had managed to help Alphonse and Seth to make amends. They had managed to create countless goodies for people across their nowhere town. They had managed to keep everything together even when they felt like a third-wheel when the three were in the same house. Their house. Why did being strong hurt so bad?

They were pulled out of their thoughts when they heard footsteps walking towards them. They looked up to find Jessie, who gave them a slightly solemn look.

“You alright, Sugar?”

They could barely move. Whether it was from shock or just pure exhaustion, nodding their head seemed like an almost impossible task. Keyword: almost.

“I… I’m fine.”

Jessie sighed before taking a seat right next to them before putting a hand on their shoulder.

“Sugar if you need to cry, then cry. I promise I’m not going to judge you for doing so.”

With that sentence, everything about their facade seemed to fall as quickly as the tears fell down. They quietly sobbed as Jessie wrapped her arms around them.

“They’re going to be so… pissed at me.”

“No, Sugar, I promise you those boys aren’t going to be angry at you. They love you so much. They are in that room right now, waiting for you. Hell, when I went in there the first thing that Alphonse asked me was if you were alright. They are going to be thrilled to see you.”

Were they though? Would they accept the fact that they shot Derek? Would they still accept them if they had blood on their hands now?

After a few minutes, they seemed to have settled down, so Jessie escorted them to the room the boys were staying in. They looked at the door, scared. They took a deep breath before knocking on the door. They heard a familiar voice, which seemed to be Alphonse’s, telling them to come in.

Once they opened up the door, they slowly slipped into the room, their eyes quickly darting to the ground. Too afraid to look either of them in the eyes.

“Boo! Hey! There you are!”

“Hey, Sugar…”

Both of the boys quickly could tell something was up as they both glanced at each other from their separate beds before turning back to Sugarboo.

“Boo, are you alright? You aren’t hurt are you? Come here.”

Sugarboo walked over towards Alphonse’s hospital bed before taking a seat in front of Alphonse. He scanned them for injuries and didn’t see anything visible. While the injuries weren’t visible to him, he could tell that they had been crying, so they were obviously upset. He cupped their cheek with his hand and slowly turned their head to look at him.

“Boo, I can tell you’ve been crying. What’s the matter? Derek didn’t hurt you, did he?”Alphonse managed to breathe out.

They shook their head before they started to weep. The tears fell down their face once again. What happened to keeping it together in front of them? They don’t know.

Alphonse quickly wrapped them in a tight hug with one of his hands on the back of their head, slowly brushing his hand through their hair, trying to comfort them.

“I’m so sorry… the both of you got hurt because of me. I wanted to help and I just—!”

“Boo… shhh… it’s okay…”

“No it’s not! I fucked up and you both should be upset with me right now…”

“Hey… Boo, look at me…”

Reluctantly, they turned their head upwards towards Alphonse.

“You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for. While what you did scared me a bit, I’m not mad at you…”

“Well, you should be…”

“Boo, what you did took guts. I wouldn’t ever be mad at you for doing what you did. Although, I would appreciate a heads up next time…” Alphonse admitted, smiling softly at Sugarboo.

Seth watched the two fondly as he sat up in his hospital bed. Seth laughed before following up with, “Yeah, I would prefer if there wasn’t a next time. Ever.”

Sugarboo turned away from Seth, chuckling at his words before looking back at Alphonse. They looked at the bruises and marks on him as the guilt began to wash over them once more.

“Boo, hey… I’m alright. It’s nothing that I haven’t dealt with before,” Alphonse admitted with a slight smile on his face.

Tears welled up in Sugarboo’s eyes as they tried so hard to hold it together. Seeing him like that hurt. They knew that this was their doing.

Almost immediately and instantaneously, both boys are by their side, comforting them. Even if they didn’t know if they deserved such kindness after what they did, they chose to bask in the warmth provided by their boys. Just for a little while longer.

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The Guilt of a Gunshot

This is inspired by this post from @ideasarestuckinmyhead! : read here!

This is also my first fanfic that has been sitting in my drafts for about a month now—so enjoy!

Word count: 1467

The silence after the shot was eerie; so eerie that it almost hurt. Sugarboo slowly lowering their arm that held the gun as the adrenaline had started to wear off.

They felt like they could scream, cry, do something, anything to prove that they felt something after shooting Derek. But… no. They couldn’t. Not after what they did. They knew what they were getting themselves into. They… asked for this. They did this for their boys. Even though they might not forgive them for what they had done.

Before they walked to the door, Sugarboo looked at Derek’s lifeless body, emotionless. No remorse. No mercy. Just blank.

Upon opening the door, to their confusion, there seemed to be nobody in the bar anymore. 


‘Did everyone leave?’ They thought. They figured the gunshot was loud but they didn’t anticipate that everyone would scramble. They then thought back to what Alphonse said. The gun would be enough to scare rats shitless.

They looked around and noticed two bodies on the ground of the bar. One of them being the “guard” that they’d seen when they first walked in with Derek and the other was… familiar. The confusion turned into fear as they realized that the other body was Seth’s.

“Holy shit! Seth! Oh god, you—you’re bleeding!”

They carefully and somehow successfully managed to pick up Seth’s body, considering he was taller and bigger than they were. They carefully placed his head on their shoulder as they tried to gently shake Seth awake. They knew that this was their fault that he was like this. He must’ve come looking for them. And that thought alone was enough to make Sugarboo’s heart drop.

“Seth… please wake up. I’m so sorry. I didn’t—I didn’t mean for this to happen to you I just—!”

“Sugar…”

That sentence alone was enough to cause them to pause. They looked down at Seth’s face and noticed that he was conscious.

“Seth! Thank goodness you’re alright! I’m so sorry about everything I just—!”

“Shh… Sugar… it’s alright. I’m alright. I’m just… so tired.”

“Seth, please stay awake… just until I can find Alphonse so he can drive you to a hospital. Where is he? If you’re here then shouldn’t he be close by?”

“No, he’s at the train yard. We… split up to look for you.”

They figured that their boys would look for them. But it didn’t hurt any less hearing it aloud.

“I guess I’ll have to get there by foot. I can’t risk your injury getting worse but I can’t just leave you here—fuck! What do I do?”

Just as they finished their statement as they dredged out the bar with Seth in their arms, they noticed a similar van pull up.

“Is that… Charlie’s van?”

Sugarboo looked at Seth confused until the passenger window rolled down revealing Jessie.

“Ma, how did you get that hunk-a-junk to start?”

The question asked was quickly interrupted by Jessie.

“There’s no time for questions, hun. Just get in the van so we can get you boys to a hospital. I already picked up Alphonse from the train yard and he’s… well… roughed up.”

This caused Sugarboo to freeze up. Both of their boys had gotten hurt because of them? They devised this plan to try to help them but instead they… made everything… worse.

Jessie seemed to notice the expression on Sugarboo’s face and she was quick to cut them from their thoughts.

“Sugar, Alphonse is going to be okay. I promise. We just need to get both of them checked out to make sure nothing else serious is wrong.”

This was three hours ago. Three long, excruciating hours. They sat in the waiting room, embarrassed, ashamed, and just… empty. They had solved their problem but at what cost? The boys getting hurt? Them being tainted? It hurt. It hurt so fucking much. But they didn’t have any right to feel like that. They had to be the strong one. The one who kept everything together. The one who fixed everything.

They had managed to help Alphonse and Seth to make amends. They had managed to create countless goodies for people across their nowhere town. They had managed to keep everything together even when they felt like a third-wheel when the three were in the same house. Their house. Why did being strong hurt so bad?

They were pulled out of their thoughts when they heard footsteps walking towards them. They looked up to find Jessie, who gave them a slightly solemn look.

“You alright, Sugar?”

They could barely move. Whether it was from shock or just pure exhaustion, nodding their head seemed like an almost impossible task. Keyword: almost.

“I… I’m fine.”

Jessie sighed before taking a seat right next to them before putting a hand on their shoulder.

“Sugar if you need to cry, then cry. I promise I’m not going to judge you for doing so.”

With that sentence, everything about their facade seemed to fall as quickly as the tears fell down. They quietly sobbed as Jessie wrapped her arms around them.

“They’re going to be so… pissed at me.”

“No, Sugar, I promise you those boys aren’t going to be angry at you. They love you so much. They are in that room right now, waiting for you. Hell, when I went in there the first thing that Alphonse asked me was if you were alright. They are going to be thrilled to see you.”

Were they though? Would they accept the fact that they shot Derek? Would they still accept them if they had blood on their hands now?

After a few minutes, they seemed to have settled down, so Jessie escorted them to the room the boys were staying in. They looked at the door, scared. They took a deep breath before knocking on the door. They heard a familiar voice, which seemed to be Alphonse’s, telling them to come in.

Once they opened up the door, they slowly slipped into the room, their eyes quickly darting to the ground. Too afraid to look either of them in the eyes.

“Boo! Hey! There you are!”

“Hey, Sugar…”

Both of the boys quickly could tell something was up as they both glanced at each other from their separate beds before turning back to Sugarboo.

“Boo, are you alright? You aren’t hurt are you? Come here.”

Sugarboo walked over towards Alphonse’s hospital bed before taking a seat in front of Alphonse. He scanned them for injuries and didn’t see anything visible. While the injuries weren’t visible to him, he could tell that they had been crying, so they were obviously upset. He cupped their cheek with his hand and slowly turned their head to look at him.

“Boo, I can tell you’ve been crying. What’s the matter? Derek didn’t hurt you, did he?”Alphonse managed to breathe out.

They shook their head before they started to weep. The tears fell down their face once again. What happened to keeping it together in front of them? They don’t know.

Alphonse quickly wrapped them in a tight hug with one of his hands on the back of their head, slowly brushing his hand through their hair, trying to comfort them.

“I’m so sorry… the both of you got hurt because of me. I wanted to help and I just—!”

“Boo… shhh… it’s okay…”

“No it’s not! I fucked up and you both should be upset with me right now…”

“Hey… Boo, look at me…”

Reluctantly, they turned their head upwards towards Alphonse.

“You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for. While what you did scared me a bit, I’m not mad at you…”

“Well, you should be…”

“Boo, what you did took guts. I wouldn’t ever be mad at you for doing what you did. Although, I would appreciate a heads up next time…” Alphonse admitted, smiling softly at Sugarboo.

Seth watched the two fondly as he sat up in his hospital bed. Seth laughed before following up with, “Yeah, I would prefer if there wasn’t a next time. Ever.”

Sugarboo turned away from Seth, chuckling at his words before looking back at Alphonse. They looked at the bruises and marks on him as the guilt began to wash over them once more.

“Boo, hey… I’m alright. It’s nothing that I haven’t dealt with before,” Alphonse admitted with a slight smile on his face.

Tears welled up in Sugarboo’s eyes as they tried so hard to hold it together. Seeing him like that hurt. They knew that this was their doing.

Almost immediately and instantaneously, both boys are by their side, comforting them. Even if they didn’t know if they deserved such kindness after what they did, they chose to bask in the warmth provided by their boys. Just for a little while longer.

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The Guilt of a Gunshot

This is inspired by this post from @ideasarestuckinmyhead! : read here!

This is also my first fanfic that has been sitting in my drafts for about a month now—so enjoy!

Word count: 1467

The silence after the shot was eerie; so eerie that it almost hurt. Sugarboo slowly lowering their arm that held the gun as the adrenaline had started to wear off.

They felt like they could scream, cry, do something, anything to prove that they felt something after shooting Derek. But… no. They couldn’t. Not after what they did. They knew what they were getting themselves into. They… asked for this. They did this for their boys. Even though they might not forgive them for what they had done.

Before they walked to the door, Sugarboo looked at Derek’s lifeless body, emotionless. No remorse. No mercy. Just blank.

Upon opening the door, to their confusion, there seemed to be nobody in the bar anymore. 


‘Did everyone leave?’ They thought. They figured the gunshot was loud but they didn’t anticipate that everyone would scramble. They then thought back to what Alphonse said. The gun would be enough to scare rats shitless.

They looked around and noticed two bodies on the ground of the bar. One of them being the “guard” that they’d seen when they first walked in with Derek and the other was… familiar. The confusion turned into fear as they realized that the other body was Seth’s.

“Holy shit! Seth! Oh god, you—you’re bleeding!”

They carefully and somehow successfully managed to pick up Seth’s body, considering he was taller and bigger than they were. They carefully placed his head on their shoulder as they tried to gently shake Seth awake. They knew that this was their fault that he was like this. He must’ve come looking for them. And that thought alone was enough to make Sugarboo’s heart drop.

“Seth… please wake up. I’m so sorry. I didn’t—I didn’t mean for this to happen to you I just—!”

“Sugar…”

That sentence alone was enough to cause them to pause. They looked down at Seth’s face and noticed that he was conscious.

“Seth! Thank goodness you’re alright! I’m so sorry about everything I just—!”

“Shh… Sugar… it’s alright. I’m alright. I’m just… so tired.”

“Seth, please stay awake… just until I can find Alphonse so he can drive you to a hospital. Where is he? If you’re here then shouldn’t he be close by?”

“No, he’s at the train yard. We… split up to look for you.”

They figured that their boys would look for them. But it didn’t hurt any less hearing it aloud.

“I guess I’ll have to get there by foot. I can’t risk your injury getting worse but I can’t just leave you here—fuck! What do I do?”

Just as they finished their statement as they dredged out the bar with Seth in their arms, they noticed a similar van pull up.

“Is that… Charlie’s van?”

Sugarboo looked at Seth confused until the passenger window rolled down revealing Jessie.

“Ma, how did you get that hunk-a-junk to start?”

The question asked was quickly interrupted by Jessie.

“There’s no time for questions, hun. Just get in the van so we can get you boys to a hospital. I already picked up Alphonse from the train yard and he’s… well… roughed up.”

This caused Sugarboo to freeze up. Both of their boys had gotten hurt because of them? They devised this plan to try to help them but instead they… made everything… worse.

Jessie seemed to notice the expression on Sugarboo’s face and she was quick to cut them from their thoughts.

“Sugar, Alphonse is going to be okay. I promise. We just need to get both of them checked out to make sure nothing else serious is wrong.”

This was three hours ago. Three long, excruciating hours. They sat in the waiting room, embarrassed, ashamed, and just… empty. They had solved their problem but at what cost? The boys getting hurt? Them being tainted? It hurt. It hurt so fucking much. But they didn’t have any right to feel like that. They had to be the strong one. The one who kept everything together. The one who fixed everything.

They had managed to help Alphonse and Seth to make amends. They had managed to create countless goodies for people across their nowhere town. They had managed to keep everything together even when they felt like a third-wheel when the three were in the same house. Their house. Why did being strong hurt so bad?

They were pulled out of their thoughts when they heard footsteps walking towards them. They looked up to find Jessie, who gave them a slightly solemn look.

“You alright, Sugar?”

They could barely move. Whether it was from shock or just pure exhaustion, nodding their head seemed like an almost impossible task. Keyword: almost.

“I… I’m fine.”

Jessie sighed before taking a seat right next to them before putting a hand on their shoulder.

“Sugar if you need to cry, then cry. I promise I’m not going to judge you for doing so.”

With that sentence, everything about their facade seemed to fall as quickly as the tears fell down. They quietly sobbed as Jessie wrapped her arms around them.

“They’re going to be so… pissed at me.”

“No, Sugar, I promise you those boys aren’t going to be angry at you. They love you so much. They are in that room right now, waiting for you. Hell, when I went in there the first thing that Alphonse asked me was if you were alright. They are going to be thrilled to see you.”

Were they though? Would they accept the fact that they shot Derek? Would they still accept them if they had blood on their hands now?

After a few minutes, they seemed to have settled down, so Jessie escorted them to the room the boys were staying in. They looked at the door, scared. They took a deep breath before knocking on the door. They heard a familiar voice, which seemed to be Alphonse’s, telling them to come in.

Once they opened up the door, they slowly slipped into the room, their eyes quickly darting to the ground. Too afraid to look either of them in the eyes.

“Boo! Hey! There you are!”

“Hey, Sugar…”

Both of the boys quickly could tell something was up as they both glanced at each other from their separate beds before turning back to Sugarboo.

“Boo, are you alright? You aren’t hurt are you? Come here.”

Sugarboo walked over towards Alphonse’s hospital bed before taking a seat in front of Alphonse. He scanned them for injuries and didn’t see anything visible. While the injuries weren’t visible to him, he could tell that they had been crying, so they were obviously upset. He cupped their cheek with his hand and slowly turned their head to look at him.

“Boo, I can tell you’ve been crying. What’s the matter? Derek didn’t hurt you, did he?”Alphonse managed to breathe out.

They shook their head before they started to weep. The tears fell down their face once again. What happened to keeping it together in front of them? They don’t know.

Alphonse quickly wrapped them in a tight hug with one of his hands on the back of their head, slowly brushing his hand through their hair, trying to comfort them.

“I’m so sorry… the both of you got hurt because of me. I wanted to help and I just—!”

“Boo… shhh… it’s okay…”

“No it’s not! I fucked up and you both should be upset with me right now…”

“Hey… Boo, look at me…”

Reluctantly, they turned their head upwards towards Alphonse.

“You have absolutely nothing to be sorry for. While what you did scared me a bit, I’m not mad at you…”

“Well, you should be…”

“Boo, what you did took guts. I wouldn’t ever be mad at you for doing what you did. Although, I would appreciate a heads up next time…” Alphonse admitted, smiling softly at Sugarboo.

Seth watched the two fondly as he sat up in his hospital bed. Seth laughed before following up with, “Yeah, I would prefer if there wasn’t a next time. Ever.”

Sugarboo turned away from Seth, chuckling at his words before looking back at Alphonse. They looked at the bruises and marks on him as the guilt began to wash over them once more.

“Boo, hey… I’m alright. It’s nothing that I haven’t dealt with before,” Alphonse admitted with a slight smile on his face.

Tears welled up in Sugarboo’s eyes as they tried so hard to hold it together. Seeing him like that hurt. They knew that this was their doing.

Almost immediately and instantaneously, both boys are by their side, comforting them. Even if they didn’t know if they deserved such kindness after what they did, they chose to bask in the warmth provided by their boys. Just for a little while longer.

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He’s finally here! 💕 (and he stole my phone)

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“She’s okay, Her way of grieving can sometimes be a little dramatic”✨

Black hair and blue eyes makes her feral, bonus if they’re a punk or a baddie 💀

She couldn’t even eat the cookie for how badly she misses it u-u

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I love this meme so I decided to create this 💕

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Just remembered this video exists. I feel like if the bittersweet trio and Charlie had a groupchat, it’d be so chaotic 💀

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My Random Sugarboo HC: I love to think that Sugarboo is friends with one of the characters (besides Alphonse and Seth) or listeners in the yuuriverse. Like childhood friends or something? Imagine Sugarboo just casually getting invited by Faust to hang out. It’s just interesting to think about. 😌

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Happy Thanksgiving everyone! 🦃 (enjoy this sketch)

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The urge to write a fanfic for these three is so strong rn (i haven’t wrote a fanfic before 💀)

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Too real honestly 😭

Sometimes I get so nervous interacting with some of the people in this communityy, like I get so hesitant before deciding to ditch the whole online interaction.

Idk I just feel awkward when it comes to interacting with big creators or people who I admire.

FORGIVE ME FOR VENTING HFSGGESVU