#old fics

✰ - 𝐭𝐨𝐩 𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐬

❥ - 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬

𝐀𝐎𝐓 જ⁀➴

𐙚 ̊⋆ 𝐑𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐫

⤷ 𝐌𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐬 { 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓’ - 𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐲, 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐝𝐨𝐦 }

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐂𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞

⤷ 𝐏𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧’ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 { 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐠! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 } ✰

⤷ 𝐌𝐨𝐨𝐦𝐨𝐨 { 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 } ✰

⤷ 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞, 𝐏𝐚𝐩𝐢 ! { 𝐟𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 } ✰

⤷ 𝐍𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐞𝐧 { 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐠! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 𝐱 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 }

⤷ 𝐒𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 { 𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 } ✰

⤷ 𝐃𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐭 { 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐟! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞 } ✰

⤷ 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐨𝐲 {𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞}

❥ 𝐲𝐨 𝐧𝐨 𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐢𝐝𝐨 {𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫! 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐢𝐞}

𝐈

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐎𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧

❥ 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐝 { 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 } {𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 & 𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧}

⤷ 𝐁𝐅𝐁 { 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫! 𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧 } ✰

❥ 𝐎𝐟𝐟 𝐒𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧 { 𝐧𝐟𝐥! 𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧 } ✰

𝐈, 𝐈𝐈 , 𝐈𝐈𝐈

⤷ 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠! 𝐑𝐢𝐧𝐠! { 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐨𝐧𝐲 } ✰

⤷ 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐨𝐥𝐞’ 𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧 {𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲!𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧}

⤷ 𝐮𝐩𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐬 {𝐟𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐛𝐨𝐲! 𝐨𝐧𝐲}

⤷ 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 {𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞! 𝐨𝐧𝐲} ✰

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐧

⤷ 𝐏𝐨𝐭 & 𝐏𝐢𝐞𝐬 { 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐠! 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 }

⤷ 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐏𝐮𝐦𝐩𝐤𝐢𝐧 𝐄𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫! { 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜! 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 }

❥ 𝐜𝐚𝐛𝐨 { 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫𝐝𝐚𝐝𝐝𝐲! 𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧 } ✰

𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐚𝐫

𝐉𝐉𝐊 જ⁀➴

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐂𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨

⤷ 𝐓𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐁𝐨𝐨 {𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐨}

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐆𝐞𝐭𝐨

⤷ 𝐌𝐫. 𝐆𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 { 𝐠𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐭𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞! 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨}

⤷ 𝐋𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐈𝐬 𝐒𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞 { 𝐞𝐱!𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐨 }

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐓𝐨𝐣𝐢

❥ 𝐒𝐭𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 { 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫! 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 }

𝐈

⤷ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐅𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐬 { 𝐡𝐮𝐬𝐛𝐚𝐧𝐝! 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 }

⤷ 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥 {𝐨𝐥𝐝𝐞𝐫! 𝐭𝐨𝐣𝐢 } ✰

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐍𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢

❥ 𝐋𝐚𝐬𝐡 𝐎𝐮𝐭 𝐋𝐨𝐮𝐝 { 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐨𝐫! 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐱 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 } {𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 & 𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐚𝐧𝐤𝐨𝐩𝐨𝐧}

⤷ 𝐊𝐞𝐲 𝐋𝐢𝐦𝐞 { 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫! 𝐧𝐚𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐢 }

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐒𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚

⤷ 𝟐 𝐒𝐞𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐬 { 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜! 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 }

⤷ 𝐒𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐥𝐞𝐝 { 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐞𝐫! 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚 } ✰

𝐁𝐍𝐇𝐀 જ⁀➴

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐁𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨

⤷ 𝐘𝐞𝐬, 𝐂𝐡𝐞𝐟 ! { 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟓’ - 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲 } ✰

⤷ 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐞𝐫! { 𝐟𝐰𝐛! 𝐛𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐠𝐨 } ✰

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐃𝐚𝐛𝐢

⤷ 𝐇𝐚𝐛𝐢𝐭 { 𝐭𝐨𝐱𝐢𝐜!𝐝𝐚𝐛𝐢 }

𐙚 ̊⋆ 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐨

⤷ 𝐦𝐬.𝐠𝐚𝐧𝐣𝐚! { 𝐩𝐥𝐮𝐠!𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐨 }

𝐆𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐭𝐚 જ⁀➴

𐙚 ̊⋆𝐉𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫

⤷ 𝐂𝐥𝐢𝐜𝐤! { 𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫 } ✰

⤷ 𝐁𝐢𝐠 𝐌𝐚𝐦𝐚 { 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐟! 𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫 }

⤷ 𝐦𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞 {𝐛𝐨𝐲𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝! 𝐣𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐞𝐫} ✰

𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃𝐂𝐀𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒 જ⁀➴

𝐉𝐉𝐊

𝐃𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐤 𝐌𝐞𝐬𝐬 ✰

𝐀𝐎𝐓

𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫?!?! ✰

"Tim? Are you with me?"

Tim blinked, still not able to see anything. He wasn't sure who had spoken. He wasn't sure where he was.

He felt a hand on his back.

"Tim. Talk to me."

Tim's head swam, hearing becoming muffled momentarily. When it cleared again, he heard someone moving near him. He was able to tell that he was laying face down on… some kind of concrete floor?

"Timmy, please. Wake up."

"J-Jason?" He ground out.

He heard a sigh and felt his brother's hands on his shoulders before they carefully patted him down, checking for injuries.

"Stay with me, okay buddy?"

"Where are we?" Tim coughed again. He then winced and brought up a hand to clutch his head.

Something felt wet.

That wasn't good.

"The basement of Andre's Jewelers. Two-Face blew it up before we could get out. Does anything hurt?"

"Head. Think I'm bleeding."

Jason cursed and found his way to Tim's head. It only took a second for him to locate where the blood was coming from.

"Yeah. Yeah, you're bleeding. Just hang on. The others will be here soon."

Tim felt the weight of gauze pads being pressed to his scalp, and a large hand rubbing circles on his back.

"You okay?"

Jason breathed out a laugh. "Timmy, we've been buried alive. My comms aren't working so I don't know when help will be here, and you're…" he trailed off, the hand on Tim's back falling away. "You're… gonna be okay. I'm sorry for getting all 'Debbie Downer'. I just… I don't want to be here. I'm just trying to stay out of my own head."

"They'll be here soon." Tim felt around until his hand found his brother's. He gave what he hoped was a reassuring squeeze.

"Is your comm working?"

"No. 's quiet."

"Shit."

"Y'know…" Tim sighed and felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. When it cleared, Jason's hand had released his and was on his neck, checking his pulse.

"Do I know what?"

"Just… kinda weird. You're here now. Telling me I'll be okay."

"Where else would I be?" Jason sounded distracted, like he was just trying to keep the conversation going. Or maybe he just wanted to keep Tim talking.

"'Mn. Don' know. Somewhere else."

"Tim?"

"You… used to hate me. Tried to kill me."

This time, both of Jason's hands vanished.

Tim felt the fresh, hot blood well up and ooze down his scalp again. He whimpered, feeling lightheaded.

"Sorry. Sorry." Jason reapplied pressure to Tim's head. He then took it away again. "Come here." He slipped his hands under Tim's arms and carefully pulled him into his lap.

Tim felt himself be gathered close to Jason's chest and, once again, the gauze was reapplied to his head.

"Tim… what happened back then… I wasn't…" He sighed and hugged Tim closer. "I never hated you." He finally whispered.

"Funny way of… showin' it." He was cold. He'd been cold before, but hadn't exactly noticed it until he'd been moved.

"I… I wanted to protect you. I wanted to make you quit. Bruce… I never thought he'd let me die. Being Robin, it was like a dream. I thought I was invincible most days. I thought he'd always be there to save me. But then I was killed, and he wasn't there."

Tim coughed and leaned closer to his brother's warmth.

"I thought he'd have at least learned his lesson. Kids don't belong in the field. But I came back and… there you were. In my suit. With my name. Like he just buried me and moved on. So I decided that, if he was okay with throwing another kid to the wolves, I'd remind him what had happened to his last one. And I'd show you in the process what being Robin actually meant. I'd show you… that Batman… wouldn't always save you."

"... He's comin' now, though. Don't worry."

"Thanks, kiddo."

"You were wrong."

"About what?" He asked almost absently, pulling the gauze away again.

Tim heard a wet splat as it was thrown to the side.

That… probably wasn't good.

He then felt as Jason shifted him and started searching his tool belt, trying to find where Tim kept his medical supplies.

"About what, Tim?" He found them and pressed the new pads against his cut.

"He did learn his lesson. He didn't want another Robin. He already tried to make me quit."

Jason stilled. "What?"

"He didn't want me. But Batman without Robin… he wasn't okay. He was losing it. I made him take me on as his new partner. He… he sent me away to be trained by assassins. I think he was hoping that would scare me off."

"He didn't recruit you? Didn't train you?"

Tim shook his head. "Didn't want me. He wanted you. You were his kid. I was just… there."

"You… you're wrong." Jason mumbled. He held Tim closer. "He loves you. He adopted you-,"

"He used to think I was you on bad nights. He'd get hurt, or overwork himself, and… if he wasn't thinking clearly…" Tim exhaled tiredly. He wasn't sure when he'd closed his eyes, but he was too exhausted to open them again.

"Tim!" Jason shook him.

"Yea. 'm up."

"Just… just keep talking. Okay kid?"

"... 'kay…"

Yyyyy

Tim was warm when he woke up.

And, whatever he was laying on was moving.

Like it was… breathing..?

"Mmn." He grunted and forced his eyes open.

"He's awake." Someone said.

"Shh. Easy, kid." Jason whispered, adjusting his hold on him.

They were in the backseat of the Batmobile. Jason was still holding him tight, while Nightwing was working on wrapping his head, and Batman and Robin were up front.

"Hey, buddy. We'll be home soon. Can you tell me how many fingers I'm holding up?" Nightwing spoke softly.

"Three..?" Tim tried. He closed his eyes and sank back into Jason's shoulder.

"Hey, hey. No sleeping."

"J'son..?" He breathed, eyes already slipping shut.

"Yeah, buddy?"

"... Told you so."

"Told me what?"

"Bats. He came. Saved you."

haystack charm around your neck | T | 14.5K

SUMMARY:

“Maybe you could just, like, couch surf for a while? Just till you get fixed up. Or maybe even, uh, chair surf?" Stiles suggests, now tipping his head at the armchair sat in the corner of his bedroom while chewing on that rosebud lip of his again.

Derek looks at the armchair like it's the most confusing thing he has ever seen, and then back at Stiles as if he's changed his mind about that and it's actually the sixteen-year-old in front of him who is the true mystery.

"Offer's there, dude," Stiles shrugs.

"Don't—“

“Call you dude? Yeah, probably never gonna happen. Sorry, dude. I'd just try and get used to it if I were you."

Derek is a little horrified when he finds himself now considering this kid as not just Stiles: Scott's Idiot Best Friend, but as Stiles: Maybe-Friend of Derek.

When an image of Stiles's mouth pops up in his mind's eye, Derek also wonders exactly when it was he started looking at Stiles in that way.

OR

Oblivious!Derek and the epitome of the tags #Derek Hale Deserves Nice Things and #Stiles Stilinski is a Nice Thing

Patrick Stump x gn reader

tags: Pete makes sex jokes but no smut, all fluff, confessions, reader is a stagehand for warped tour supposedly

You had always had a little crush on Patrick for a while now, and of course, only when you're working on a summer tour with them do these feelings arise again and catch the curious attention of your longtime best friend Pete.

Originally uploaded to AO3 04/12/2023, was requested on my old fan fic blog

word count: 1,658

thanks!

Hey there! We've got some of these for you -- some of these are over 15 years old! Hard to believe the fandom's been around for so long!

Come Dawn by @artemisrae [mod note: they have many, many other percabeth fics from around this time period, and i'd recommend checking their Ao3 out for more!]

During a visit to her father, Annabeth realizes just how much her father cares, while Dr. Chase and Percy come to an understanding.

Saying Goodbye by @madness-and-brilliancee

As they look at each other in the light of the magma, the final line of the prophecy echoes in her mind.

Distractions [series] by @jodqriel

She's a little impressed by his strength, and all she wants to do right now is sink into that sea of green, so she's temporarily lost control of her mouth. "You drool when you sleep."

Percy Jackson is an Idiot by tvconnoisseur

Annabeth looks like she’s going to hit me again and this time she does. Super!Fluff.

It Wouldn't Happen to Homer by shihadchick

Percy finds he and Annabeth have to tackle a monster which cuts a little close to home.

We hope you enjoy! Leave kudos, leave a comment, and happy reading!

This started as a reply to @ruinsoftime's post looking for a specific fanfic, but I sort of trailed off as usual. I've been reading fic for about 20 years and yeah, at times in the past, I was obsessively looking for something (that may no longer exist) as well. So, when looking for an old fic, here's what I would check:

AO3: (I know you know but) sometimes the authors backup their fics there. They can submit it to the archive with the original publication date so you would find it at the very end of the tag.

secondary fanfiction archives: in FFN's heyday, there were more servers like that, hosting fanfiction. One is adult-fanfiction.net (AFF) which hosted NC-17/X-rated works after they were banished off FFN. But if I remember correctly, the work didn't actually have to be rated THAT to be posted there. The other was mediaminer.org, a smaller, but at one point lively server which also allowed X-rated fics. Some fics had their more raunchy versions posted there while the censored cut was published on FFN. Both servers are still online, so you may try your luck with the lost fic. There may have been more I am not familiar with. Also, if you're really desperate, and I hate to say this, but some of those scam fanfiction apps or mirror websites for FFN may use an older version of the database that still has the deleted fic. I probably wouldn't go as far as to check tho.

livejournal: Yeah, LJ lived and breathed fic but I still think most of them were just linked to FFN, not posted there directly. It's a feeble hope of finding the whole fic posted there.

personal website of the writer or a private fic archive: as you know, in the olden age of geocities and angelfire, people would build their own fansite or "shrine". For the work, for their fav character, even for their fic (honestly, goals, and something that inspired one of my blogs here). And sometimes, even for hosting the fics of other authors in the same fandom. I think this may probably the last chance of finding the fic if all else fails.

What you need is the URL (which may be difficult when you can't use the search engine, right?) and then a bit of luck with the waybackmachine. A good starting way of obtaining the URLs is the Escaflowne section at anipike (and then just going through the sites linked there and their links sections, etc.):

I remember one or two bigger of these Escaflowne fic archives, I used to go there for the fic that was deleted off FFN. It is actually quite often the writers who delete their FFN profiles and their fics. Not saying FFN may not have a hand in deleting others. Anyway, these forgotten sites may be the only traces left.

Also, if one of your favs was rewritten and you're interested in the old version, again, this might be your only chance to find the original version. Yeah, sometimes the "rewrite" is the actual death of the fic. Especially if it's like, "I'm too embarrassed by my old writing, let's delete this and start over". What they don't realize is that if it doesn't work out, there may be nothing where there was something before (or significantly less than it used to be). Of course, there are also people who want to actively wipe it off the face of the internet or not to have their handle associated with it.

Nevertheless, I would like to once again appeal to any fic writer who sees this:

Don't delete your old fics(!); there likely are still people who love them or would love to read them. Repost them on AO3 and orphan them if you don't want them associated with you.

So, I was going through some old Shazam one-shot's that I had written around 5 years ago (jesus christ, the movie came out six years ago, I am so old). While a few of them should be posted somewhere there are quite a few that never saw the light of day. However, some of these passages are so freaking hilarious that I am just going to share them here.

Warning: These have been written by teen me and have not been updated ever since.

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Context: Eugene just accidently uploaded his conscious to cyberspace and Freddy and Billy have to deal with the aftermath of their brother seemingly dying without reason while also having creepy glowing eyes.

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“Okay, so when I say go you breath in his mouth and I shock his heart and then we hope he wakes up” Billy said while laying down Eugene’s body on the ground. “Dude, I am not going to kiss my brother. That is gross.”

“Your not kissing him, your saving his life!”

“Can’t I shock him? Kiss him yourself!”

“Your not kissing him, besides you have not been able to create more then a few watt! How do you want to preform CPR if you can’t even light a lightbulb!”

“CPR? Dude, you can’t think he is dead right. I mean, people don’t look like that when they die. Oh my god what are we going to tell M and V. We can’t just waltz in with a dead body in our hands and be like, oh yea sorry he died during all of this. By the way we have no idea why he looks like this but will figure it out.”

“And that is exactly why we are preforming CPR you empty brained idiot.”

As the two boys were arguing with each other the ICT guy walked over to the body of Eugene and felt his neck, where he luckily felt a pulse. “Uh guys?” he asked with a soft voice, but the two superhero’s kept arguing if kissing your brother was incest.