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Merventurine Masterpost

a compilation of all my merman aventurine series in chronological order

Part 0: Prequel

Part 1: The merman and lighthouse keeper

Part 2: Doctor's new patient

Part 3: Bath enthusiast

Part 4: Chalk eater

Part 5: Numby the trespasser

Part 6: Outdoor experience

Part 7: Little gay merman with little gay dreams

Part 8: Gift of aventurines

happy mermay fellas!

#aventurine #dr ratio #ratiorine

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Heads up! currently rewriting this draft and will be posting this (hopefully) on fang's bday!

in truth, the reason why i'm rewriting this is because i lost the written & DIGITAL wip to this fic; so i'm changing things and will be trying to remember what i've written in my written & digital notes.

knock at your door

It wasn’t weird to be awake in the morning, with the sun not greeting the horizon, to use the bathroom. It’s also not weird to wake up early in the morning. What’s weird is to hear a knock at your front door early in the morning. The sun hasn’t risen yet and it was five in the morning when Fang heard a knock on the door.

Fang had woken up with the sudden urge to use the bathroom, so he got up, put on his glasses and left his room to go to the bathroom. Just as he left to return to his room, he heard a knock on the door. He paused, slightly confused ‘cause who in their right mind would knock on someone’s door this early?

He glanced at the digital clock placed near the television, its bright green digits glowing ‘5:00’, which confused him even more. He didn’t know why or who the person is but they had to be mental to come by his apartment to visit.

But Fang wasn’t fully awake to comprehend his thoughts; he was annoyed that’s for sure and he’s going to open the door and give the person a piece of his mind. He doesn’t care who that person is but he will scream at them for keeping him away from returning to bed.                            

So he marched towards the door, his heavy footsteps echoing in the empty space, and slamming open the door as if he’s ripping tape from a box. He opened his mouth, ready to scream at the person, and paused, blinking his eyes to adjust to his surroundings.

There was a person, yes, but the lights from the corridor couldn’t help him make out the face but he was certain who that orange cap belongs to. They wore a black reusable mask that covered the bottom half of his face, but despite that he knew the person wore an awkward smile.

They had a plaid black orange muffler covering his neck, a wrinkled looking green coat and black pants and wore brown leather boots. They had their black back pack loaded with its burden on their back and eco bags hanging from each of his arms.

Fang managed a squint as his movement and, “Boboiboy?”

“Fang.” Boboiboy replied.

“What are you doing here at five in the morning?” Fang hissed through his teeth.

Boboiboy flinched but it didn’t last long as he let out an awkward chuckle. “Sorry, did I wake you up?”

“No,” he grumbled yet moving to the side to let them in. “I was going to return to my room but you knocked.”

Boboiboy let out another awkward chuckle. “Sorry for disturbing you.”

But Fang grumbled as part of his response, closing the door when Boboiboy fully entered the apartment. Boboiboy lowered his body, the eco bags sitting on the ground, as he removed his boots. “You’re lucky I know you or I would have started screaming at the door.”

“You did look like you were about to scream at me.” Was Boboiboy’s reply, successfully removing his right boot. “You would have woken everyone else.”

“I don’t care as long as I gave them a piece of my mind.”

Boboiboy paused at his actions before he continued; now placing his boots on top of the shoe rack. “Are you going to scream at me?”

Fang thought it through his head. Yes, because he’s mental for visiting at five in the morning and the sun hasn’t risen yet, No, because this mental person happens to be someone he likes and he appreciates the thought of them visiting despite the pandemic going on.

So with a final thought he answered, “No.” and struts past him to enter the living room, glancing at the clock that now reads ‘5:07’, and sat at one of the chairs of the island. Boboiboy followed behind him and placed the eco bags in front of Fang before he left for the sink.

Fang eyed the bags before he skimmed through them. He could see apples, bananas, bread, two or three egg cartoons, carrots before he took Boboiboy’s place from the sink to wash his hands. Boboiboy had removed his mask and left to place his coat by the coat rack.

With his hands dry and clean, he started to take out the groceries and placing them carefully on the counter. Boboiboy soon came and helped him, after leaving his back pack inside Fang’s room. Fang realized just how many the person bought and turned to face him. “Why did you buy groceries?”

“I wanted to cook you and your brother breakfast, an apology for coming here so early.” Boboiboy gave an apologetic smile and Fang almost forgave him.

“You do realize that we can’t cook right?” Fang eyed the groceries, feeling quite sorry for the quantity of the items.

“I’m aware.” Boboiboy grabbed a brown paper bag from one of the bags and slid it towards him. “But they will be consumed, don’t worry.”

Fang gave Boboiboy a curious glance before he opened the paper, to take a quick peek at the inside, and oh, Fang immediately forgave him. There was no way he could mistake the appearance and fragrance of these donuts. His favorite donut from all the way to kindergarten, these were Carrot donuts.

Fang found one more reason why he liked this person.

“Are you sleeping over?” Fang asked; eyes glued to the inside of the bag.

Boboiboy flinched at the question, his movements slowing down and body racking with nerves. “If you and your brother won’t mind, I’ll stay over.”

“We won’t mind.” Fang answered in a mystified voice which made the other person snort and it was a wonderful sound.

“You’re just glad that there’s someone who can cook.”

Fang closed the bag and gave Boboiboy a look. “Of course I am.”

And his statement is rewarded with a laugh and god he’s whipped.

another wip i found in my drafts, supposed to be posted on Fang’s birthday. no beta and yes it is a pandemic fic

#boboiboy #boifang

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So uh... Haha... Ha...

I'm sorry for being a SHIPPER on main but like. It's the way that Kaveh is so casual about it, the mention of a home, the casual "we compared" "we decided" as if it's just natural????? I'm so. Normal.

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sometimes the best fanfics are written by middle aged adults with years of writing experience who simply know how to craft a good story. but also sometimes the best fanfics are written by a sixteen year old girl with something deeply wrong with her

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You know sometimes, as it’s in the brain’s nature to question itself, I become forgetful or sometimes even doubtful of whether schools really do still represent the factory-model education system. And then I remember how going through school has made me think and feel about myself productivity speaking and I’m like oh no yeah this fucking sucks

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#hxh #hunter x hunter

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#thank you sweetie 😔 #i needed that

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Feb 24th: Souma Feature Scout 2 will be released on Feb 25th at 3PM JST.

#ADOSOU FRIDAY EVERYBODY!!!!

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Sometimes fanfiction is a love letter to canon, and sometimes fanfiction is pounding on canon's door and yelling for it to get out here so you can kick its ass.

#fandom

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10 or 11 little ducks have been spotted crossing the dash board

#wittle duckies

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A welcome home gift to this terror that took 140 rolls. I hope you eat peppers you clown.

#ensemble stars #enstars #rinne amagi

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learn to trust

#genshin impact #diluc #kaeya

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"It repeats again; A flashback, the buzzing cicadas…"

#ensemble stars #enstars #izuleo #leo tsukinaga #izumi sena

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as soon as the internet decided depression and anxiety were the everyman mental illnesses and therefore not to be taken seriously we were all fucked tbh bc the fact that i have to feel embarrassed to admit i have debilitating anxiety because people will think im just an uwu dont call me out coward is ridiculous. its insane that i have to clarify that my depressive episodes are like life threatening and not whatever dipshit dumbed down idea of depression people seem to have like oh yeah i just wanna watch netflix and eat ice cream and not text people back. like bro i think im the devil

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saw this lovely photo and couldn’t but to doodle it ML-style. they deserve to kiss <3

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say what you will about the British they went off with fish and chips.