#Archive Fic

[nuncscioquidsitamor-13]

this is why we don't start prank wars with our rivals

⋆˙⟡♡ (summary): leo and you get in trouble for pranking each other and have to babysit kids

⋆˙⟡♡ (warnings): nothing serious, one minorly suggestive moment

⋆˙⟡♡ (notes): a fic i wrote on my old acc @/amorvincitomnia-14. That account got deleted and i thought i lost these fics but yipeee i found them on google docs :D

“I am going to kill him.” You screech, hands reaching up to clutch at your currently vomit green hair. Leo Valdez dyed your hair the most obnoxious shade of green by putting dye into your shampoo right before you showered.

You storm out of your cabin, eyes narrowed into a deadly glare. The other campers see you and squeal in fear, laughing at your ridiculous hair behind your back. Leo was heading towards Bunker Nine when you came charging through, practically burning a path in your wake. 

“Leo Valdez!” You yell, the boy flinching at your loud tone. He turns to look at you, his eyes widening as he processes your new hair color. His lips curved into a cocky grin, one you wanted to wipe right off his face.

…

That's how your rivalry started, a back and forth of pranks. Always trying to outdo each other and trying to make each other look more ridiculous. He dumps water on your head as you're walking out of your cabin, you fill his bunk with spiders. This and that, back and forth like a dramatic game of ping pong. 

For example, one night Leo decides to up his game and humiliate you during song time, by getting a machine to follow you around and make dumb noises like farts or animal noises as though you are the one who was making them. 

By the fifth loud quacking noise whenever you opened your mouth to sing, you've had enough. Instead of waiting to get back at him, you stomp towards him where he was grinning like an idiot and talking to Piper. Recklessly you launch yourself into Leo, tackling him so you can tug on his hair. It was childish, yes, but you were pissed. So really who can blame you? 

“Ah! Cut it out!” Leo screeches while squirming, trying to push you off. But you stay on top of him, legs wrapped around his waist as you poked his face multiple times. At least you weren't trying to beat the snot out of him?

“Incoming….” Piper murmurs, but you're too busy pulling on Leo's hair and trying to stop him from pushing you off to pay attention. You and Leo both freeze when you hear that familiar noise of a certain centaur clearing his throat. 

That's also when you realize the position you're in. Leo's hands on your hips and you straddling his waist, sitting on top of him with your hands tangled in his hair. Not to mention the both of you have flushed faces and a heavy breath. It was not the best look for some of the younger campers to witness. Whoops.

“I did not expect to see this from some of my oldest campers.” Chiron says, you sheepishly looking up at him. He gives you a disapproving look, your cheeks turning even brighter with embarrassment. You pull off of Leo, extending a hand to help him up. 

“Sorry, Chiron.” You mutter, eyes downcast. Leo also looked embarrassed, twiddling with the sleeves of his jacket. Leo repeats your sentiments, his eyes firmly on his hands as they fidget with anything they can find. 

“You're both on arts and crafts duty, tomorrow. Then you can look forward to washing the dishes for tomorrow's dinner.” Chiron informs you both, before he trots away. Once he's gone, the witnessing campers dissolved into giggles and whispers. You rolled your eyes, brushing dirt off of your jeans. 

You send a glare to Leo, about to open your mouth to explain to him how it's all his fault but one look from your cabin's counselor makes you shut up. Leo sends you a stink eye, sticking out his tongue which you quickly return. Gods, he is insufferable. 

The next morning, you wake up bright and early, eyes practically glued shut. You rolled out of bed with a ceremonious grunt, rubbing your eyes as though it would pry them early. Why the fuck does arts and crafts have to be so early? Aren't the little ankle biters going to be too tired to do anything? 

Either way you have to suck it up and get up, careful not to wake up your siblings. Once you're ready, and as awake as you can get, you stroll out of your cabin. On the way there is when you see Leo, who was somehow still standing despite his horrible sleep schedule. It was honestly impressive, he was up and standing despite likely only getting like a couple hours of sleep.

“Morning, sunshine.” He says to you, lips stretching into a grin. You rolled your eyes and stifled a yawn, just barely keeping your eyes open.

“Well come on, Chiron will get pissed if we're late to our punishment.” You say, gently pushing his shoulder. He looked like he was about to retaliate but suddenly stopped, probably because Chiron would add to your punishment if you two got caught fighting again. 

The area dedicated to every artist's dreams, looking like a unicorn who had an interest in stationary, threw up everywhere. It was a lot but also worked surprisingly well.

You thank the lucky stars (and the gods) that the kids were being pretty calm right now. Even if it's because half of them are asleep. 

“Hi, everyone!” You greet, plastering a bright and cheery smile across your face. Fortunately for you, a majority of the kids stirred awake at your bubbly tone.

Leo hid a smirk using the back of his hand, helping you by nudging the sleepy campers up. Eventually everyone was awake even if it's just barely. 

“Looks like we're making friendship bracelets today!” Leo said, sounding every bit a gremlin that he is. At least the kids will stay awake to listen to his insanity. Leo glances at the agenda for today, eyes doing their best to quickly read despite the dyslexia.

“That sounds like so much fun!” You say, grinning at the campers. They are waking up more and more, chattering amongst themselves. 

As you pass out the supplies for bracelet making, you and Leo say your names. The kids were getting more and more awake by the seconds, now practically vibrating with excitement as they looked around. They were running around to talk to their friends, swapping seats like every five seconds.

You did your best to stay calm, finishing everything out before you speak. “Alright, guys, you gotta sit down so I can show you how to make the bracelets.” 

They ignore you, still going crazy. So you try something you remember during school, way before you learned you're a demigod. You clap one, then twice. 

Impressively, the kids follow your lead. You keep going until they all quiet down, sitting in their seats. 

“Good job, guys!” You say as Leo adds, “We're glad you're excited but you can't make bracelets if you keep running around.” 

That kept the kids quiet. Until one girl, blond hair and bright blue eyes, raises her hand.

You call on her and she asks, “Are you dating?” 

You faltered, cheeks turning red despite yourself. You opened your mouth to speak when Leo immediately said, “Yup, we are! I'm so lucky to be with them.” 

You could have killed Leo right then and there. But there were a bunch of little kids around and you would get in a lot of trouble for murder. Fortunately for Leo, you don't kill him..

“As much as I would love to talk about Leo,” You say, with obvious sarcasm, “We should really focus on making the bracelets.”

You send a glare towards Leo, hoping to get your point across. He grins at you, completely ignoring the look. 

Thankfully, everybody seemed to settle. You and Leo sit at the front, supplies at hand. 

“Alright, so the first and best part of making bracelts is deciding who you want to make one for!” You say, a genuine smile spreading across your lips. When Leo gives you a soft smile, you don't notice. You're too busy explaining how to make the bracelets. 

The young campers follow your instructions, Leo providing cheesy jokes inbetween that surprisingly make the kids laugh. It was shockingly….fun? It was light and cheery, like the world's saturation had brightened even if slightly. 

“Okay, now that instructions are done, go crazy!” You say but quickly regret the wording so you add, “Just not too crazy. I don't want to get in trouble with Chiron.” 

Leo agrees and laughs, nudging your side with his elbow. You had a surprising sense of camaraderie in the air. Maybe it was the fucking friendshio bracelets but Leo doesn't feel as terribly annoying as he normally does. But maybe you're just insane.

You shake off those strangely bubbly thoughts, cheeks flushed with embarrassment. You head over to a little table in the corner, getting snacks ready for when the kids inevitably get hungry. 

“Something wrong?” Leo asked, suddenly right behind you. His voice rumbles against his ear, suddenly seeming a lot deeper and way more attractive than normal.

You flushed more, backing away from Leo. He looked normal, still sporting that same boyish grin he always has. 

“Fine,” You replied, making a futile attempt to cover your blushing face from Leo. He sees it and pokes your cheek, curiosity in his eyes. 

“Have you finally fallen for my charms? I mean who can blame you? I'm really hot.” Leo said cockily, still poking your face. You slap his hands away, face warming even more. 

“Why'd you tell them we're dating?” You find yourself asking, eyebrows furrowed in confusion. His smile softens to something more sheepish, brown eyes looking into yours. 

“I just thought it would be funny.” Leo replied but you can hear the lie in his tone. You only feel more confused. It was such a strange lie to hear from your nemesis. 

“Yeah, sure.” You say, rolling your eyes in disbelief. But you don't push it, for now. You still have to get through this whole punishment with him so you'll wait and hopefully stay in this moment and look at it through rose colored lens.

You hand out the snacks, which the kids devour like wild pack animals. You eat your own snack, now mostly just supervising the kids. 

Leo sits beside you, his thigh touching yours. He was warm and the contact made you feel all tingly inside, like your nerves short circuited where your bodies met. 

And you're not oblivious. The aphrodite kids always talk about this as a sign of being in love. Which is ridiculous, because can you really be in love with Leo? (Yes.) No, that would be crazy because he's your enemy. 

“Why do you keep spacing out, sunshine?” Leo asked, nudging you with his shoulder. You blink back to reality, eyes traveling to look at him. 

His gorgeous brown curls that looked soft enough for you to want to touch, or his brown eyes sparkling with secrets you can only ever hope to uncover. Or his long fingers you want to lace with your own. He's…..very attractive. 

Leo stared at you in confusion, his brows knit together. You frown, wanting to smooth out the line between his eyebrows. 

“I know I'm hot but your staring is confusing me.” Leo says awkwardly, his cheeks heating up. Oh shit, he blushed. Because of you.

“Hotter than the sun?” You ask, stumbling to say anything and hopefully regain your banter for a moment. 

“Way hotter. Apollo's got nothing on me and my sexiness.” Leo replied, grinning. It made you laugh, eyes returning to the kids. 

Arts and crafts would be wrapping up soon. It's already been quite a few hours, surprisingly enough. This punishment has breezed by. 

“Oh yeah, I totally see it.” You replied dryly, smirking at him, “Way sexier than a Greek god.” 

Leo laughed, looking pleased by your comment. You rolled your eyes but surprisingly felt your smile stay on your lips. 

“Are you guys going to kiss?” A camper asks loudly, this time a little boy with brown hair and green eyes. You gasped, cheeks heating up. Leo also blushed but he grinned widely. 

“Nah, we're not gonna kiss. Nothing to worry about, little dude.” Leo said, standing up abruptly. You looked up at him, him not making any eye contact with you.

Finally the kids were leaving for their next activity, you and Leo being free of your punishment....at least until you have to do dishes.

“You're acting kinda weird.” Leo notes, as the two of you walk across camp. It was strange that you didn't immediately part ways, but leaving him felt uncomfortable right now.

“So are you!” You retort, poking his side, “You're the one who told a bunch of eight year olds that we're dating!” 

You keep poking his stomach and back, unable to help but try to annoy him. Eventually he has enough and he pushes you against the wall of the closet cabin, Aphrodite's 

He pins your arms to the wall, his body pressed against yours. You blushed, eyes widening with surprise.

He grins but it falls short as his cheeks were red and he sounded nervous when he said, “I was hoping to make it true.” 

“.....What?” 

“I want you to be my partner.” Leo replied, leaning in slightly. He was being so smooth, holy shit! You were practically malfunctioning, your brain utterly melting. 

“You gonna stand there and say nothing? Or will you give me an answer?” Leo asks, hands dropping to grab your hips. 

“Ugh…um fuck, I'll be yours.” You groaned, eyes fluttering shut as his lips brush against your cheek. He finally pressed them to your own, kissing you. 

You were basically a puddle of goo at this point, mouth opening as he kissed you. You melt into his touch, his tongue slipping into your mouth. Your stomach flutters excitedly, a warm fuzzy feeling spreading throughout your heart. 

Eventually he pulls away and breathlessly whispers your name, leaning his forehead against yours.

“I started the rivalry so I could talk to you.” He explained, softly. You could just barely process his words, brain lagging like a plane in turbulent airs. 

“Seriously?” You ask, a surprised laugh bubbling past your lips. He smiles, forehead still leaning against your own.

“Yes, seriously.” Leo replied, chucking. He pulled away to look into your eyes as he said, “I wanted to talk to you however I could. Even if it meant you hated me.” 

You frowned as you replied, “I never hated you. Honestly, it was fun pranking each other.” 

He grins widely, eyes sparkling with happiness. You mirror his expression, feeling almost idiotic with how blissful you felt. 

“Can you kiss me again?” You asked, already leaning in. One taste of him and you're addicted. 

Leo doesn't hesitate capturing your lips with his own yet again. The funniest part of this all is being right outside Aphrodite's cabin, as if the goddess of love knew this would happen all along. 

Maybe washing dishes as a punishment won't be as bad as you previously thought.

[jackwolfes]

thinking about that post of people assuming ao3 has an algorithm and also about how bonkers persistent the view is that ao3 is social media lite. like with startling regularity I get comments saying something along the lines of "it's probably weird to comment on a fic this old--" no it isn't!!!! this is an archive I am literally just assuming you searched for a selection of specific tags or sorted by kudos or looked back on my pseud or any other number of completely normal ways to use an archive site ?? kill the tiktok ghost in your brain and comment on old stuff it's NOT weird

[melodicwriter]

[innerenigma]

•Normalize Fanart for Fanfics Again You Fools•

It's not cringe anymore (it SHOULDN'T be cringe anymore), just do it. You're doing something you enjoy, who cares what anybody else says! So spread the words my fellow internet brethren.

Spread the Word :)

[shaftking]

Ao3 is actually massively culturally important and very very good at being what it is. I’m so serious when I say that ao3 needs to be protected as the anti censorship, by fans for fans, nonprofit, volunteer run, expertly designed archival site that it is. You don’t have to read or like fanfiction to understand that on principle, ao3 is a site that should be defended.

[pixiemage]

Please, for the love of god, please don’t be this person. No matter how long it’s been since an update, no matter how many unfinished stories are sitting on their account, no matter what - do not be this person.

Not only is it insanely rude, but you also do more damage than you think be being such a self-entitled ass about something someone created for free and for fun. “This author” can see what you say.

RIP decency indeed.

[frownyalfred]

I’m using ao3 the way god intended: via 36 open semi-abandoned tabs on my phone at 2 AM the night before work

[allthingswhumpyandangsty]

“why would you write fics for small, unpopular fandoms? you’re not gonna reach that many hits in fandoms not many people know about” ?? because I’m not writing fics for hits or kudos, I’m writing them for me because these characters are my blorbos and I have so many ideas, so much thoughts about them that my brain might explode if I don’t write them out.

[thisnightissparkling089]

A friend sent this to me today and I feel attacked😅

[tadfools]

You guys are commenting on the fics you read right? You’re at least leaving kudos on the Astarion smut and the pairs that have less than 20 fics for them too? You’re bookmarking stories you really like that are still being updated and ones that haven’t been touched in over a year right?

You know that even the smallest interactions are like cocaine to fic writers right? You understand how important a string of emoji hearts left behind on a chapter at three am is right?? Right????

You’re treating AO3 like a community and not a content factory….right?

[givemeureyes]

day 1 without ao3: i have gone through all 5 stages of grief multiple times and have invented a 6th. i will not disclose what the 6th stage of grief is.

[iamanartichoke]

I don't know who needs to hear this, but as a creator -

I am fine with "the audience" -

downloading my fics

printing my fics

copy/pasting or screenshotting my fics

sharing your saved copy of my fics with anyone else who might want them in the unlikely but never impossible case that my fics are no longer available on ao3

making a book of my fic(s) and running your fingers across the pages while lovingly whispering my precioussss

doing these things with anything I create for fandom, such as meta, headcanons, au nonsense like 'texts from the brodinsons,' etc

I am not fine with "the audience"

doing any of the above with the purpose/intent of plagiarizing my work or passing it off as their own in any capacity

feeding my work into ai for any reason whatsoever

Save the fandom things. Preserve the fandom things. Respect the fandom things.

Enjoy the fandom things.

[kyri45]

[melodicwriter]

Since y’all liked my niche fic meme so much here’s another one

[ao3-crack]

(x)

[frownyalfred]

not an author’s note but it made me stop scrolling and laugh so hard I cried