#orion archives his art

[orion-archives]

This man and I share one thing: WE ARE EMOTIONALLY FUCKED‼️‼️🗣🗣🔥🔥

Started as a silly drawing but ended up just making it a remake of this one:

[elalalune]

Favourite friend

(And nothing's wrong, when nothing's true)

I live in a hologram with you

[ghoulrats]

I just want them to be happy, not start a long ass war

[jaysdoodlehell]

Hi! I'm just dropping by to fulfill my duty of leaving my legacy of Starscream and MegaSound art to submit it to the fanart fest organised by @orions-hound ! It consists of carefully selected pieces beloved by me, or favoured by my amazing followers! I had to leave out the ones consisting of multiple images for the respect of the organizer's sanity (not to make their life harder with later categorising it in the archives).

I hope you'll enjoy my entry! I also hope I'd be able to make more content for it, but in case I'd lack in time, here is at least one :3

[mossyscavern]

Not spies, just a bit incompetent.

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“Now, are you spies? Or just incompetent! Lackeys!”

The winged bot asked, leaning forward with a harsh yell as red optics flared. “Whoa, we’re not spies.” Orion ushered, servos up. “But he is incompetent.” Elita adds.

“Scanning electrical impulses: he speaks, the truth.” The bot with the face guard and yellow visor states after scanning-. ‘Is that bee?! Why’s that mech holding bee?!’ Orion thought, worry coursing through him.

“That just means he believes himself, like any spy would.” He states, leaning against the other armrest of the throne. “Hmh! M! M! Mh!” Bee tries to say, kicking his peds excitedly, but thanks to the treat he’s eating, he can’t talk.

Orion’s glad that he’s alright.. but he still can’t help but worry about the young sparkling. “Uhm.. Why is he holding him..? Is that an energon treat?” Elita-1 asks, pointing and threatening.

And from the looks of it, D really doesn’t like how they’re holding bee, judging by the obvious death stare. “He wouldn’t stop talking.” The one eyed mech explains. “Even when he was unconscious?” She wondered, optic ridge raise-.

“WE DIDN’T KNOCK OUT A SPARKLING!!!” He shouts stomping his ped, sounding offended by her question.

“Enough. Two options for you, 1: we slowly dismantle each of you, one bolt and screw at a time! And really make sure you feel it for potential kidnapping.” He says, listing off one of the two options with a scowl.

“Or 2: in exchange for a quick death, you give us intel on the energon trains, access to the mines or anything else that could hurt your boss, Sentinel Prime.” He threatens, darkening his optics more towards the three.

D-16 darkens his optics, not entirely trusting any of them.. especially with the sparkling in their arms. “Who exactly are you?” Elita asks.

Bee ate the energon treat more quickly now, trying to finish it in 20 seconds. “Wait!! Not too quickly!” The one eyed mech warned, too little too late by the time bee finished the cube.

“The cybertronian! *hic* high *hic* guard!” Bee says, hiccuping as he spoke. “*sighs* I told him not to eat it quickly.” The mech sighs, shaking his hexagonal helm fondly, handing an energon drink to the sparkling.

“Prestigious *hic* defenders of *hic* Iacon. *hic* prest-*hic*-igious?” Bee asks, hiccuping each word, then drank the energon and thanked them.

“Right. I read all about you in the archives. You were the most legendary warriors in all of Cybertron.” Orion exclaims, pointedly before remembering a very important detail about them. ‘They’ll always protect our young.’ He thought.

“Look, look! There’s starscream! Shockwave! The bot carrying me is Soundwave!” he exclaims, pointing to each main three before raising his hand.

“Hey, are all of you named wave? There’s a lot of waves” bee asked, getting an answer from shockwave’s shaking head.

“Silence!” Starscream shouts. “The young spark is correct.” The seeker states, giving bee a smile when he celebrated. “We were once the High Guard,” he starts, leaning back on the throne.

“We witnessed Sentinel’s Betrayal, saw the Primes fall. Ever since then, we’ve been fighting from the shadows to sabotage Sentinel.”

“That’s great! We’re also-.” Orion was about to stand before a multitude of weapons are levelled to his face. “Woah, okay! We’re good, relax, we’re all friends here. I just wanted to say that we’re all allies here.”

“Hah! Yeah right, like we’d believe the bots that probably kidnap the sparkling.” Starscream stood up, screaming in rage at the last bit, making everybot quiet… all but a small voice broke the silence.

“… what?”

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I’m… making this one a 2 parter.

1: I like to make these things short and sweet so it’s not too overwhelming. 2: … I can’t fit in some of moments from the movie and pair it with the baby au.. like that fight scene between D-16 and starscream.

I got permission to write this from @yuukirita … and here’s their art and writing for the inspiration -> high guard and the baby please go check it out.

[pricklyjim]

First off, I love your art. It makes me all happy and giddy inside. But I must ask:

How do Orion's arms move? I mean the way you draw him, he's got this box like figure with little room for shoulders (unless I've just not seen his figure well enough). In theory if he tries to lift his arms past a certain point, won't his torso get in the way?

Sorry I'm just curious. Totally cool if it's just a stylistic thing too. I love them your honor I just like to know insignificant details.

ty for asking! i’ll go over some of his design choices really quickly:

Orian’s Design Explained

Orian’s frame was built for one purpose: desk work. His chest plate, shaped like a capelet, limits his arm movement so much that he can’t even lift his arms above his head. Why? Because as a clerk, all he needed was to reach forward to his computer. His design was all about efficiency, nothing more.

His round blue shoulder pads act as privacy shields, like cubicle walls. They keep him focused, block distractions, and discourage conversation. His smaller frame also fits perfectly into tight, government-regulated workspaces and uses less energon—cheaper to maintain.

He has a sword and shield built into his body, but they’re mainly decorative, more to warn someone from trying to fight him.

Orian’s design reminds him of his limits. Back in the archives, he’d stare at the stars and try to reach for them, only to be stopped by his own frame. He was literally built to be practical and grounded—never a leader, never a dreamer. No matter how much his mind wandered, his body kept him in his place.

When he becomes one of Iacon’s new leader, his design sparks lots of conversation. Some think his bulky chest plate is armor to protect him from attacks. Others assume it’s just professional decor. But the scribes who used to work with him know the truth: his frame is a relic of the caste system, a reminder of the constraints he broke free from.

Orian could change his frame—make himself sleeker or more powerful—but he refuses. To him, that chest plate is now a symbol. It shows that he’s not hiding his past and that his leadership isn’t built on violence. It represents his peaceful cause and his openness. Instead of lifting his hands to prove himself, he chooses to carry himself with words and earn trust through his actions.

Orian’s frame isn’t just about his job—it’s about his journey. It tells the story of where he came from, what he overcame, and the kind leader he’s chosen to be.

i hope this helps with your curiosity:)

[starimusprime]

okayyyyy here me out on this one….

fancy dinner party disaster for bodyguard oplita au!

(it’s been established they do exist)

except,,, this dinner party does not go as planned

elita senses a change in atmosphere

believing a drink offered to her prime, she suggests he does not take it, as she slips away from the party to meet the butler whom offered the beverage

unfortunately, oppy ends up taking the drink due to peer pressure from the other guests and he wants to be a good prime and not disappoint anyone

queue him being drugged/spiked, and him being attacked by old followers of sentinel prime (the guards from the beginning)

he could either be attacked or, if u want a lil angst, he gets that nemesis prime treatment and lashes out, forcing elita (and possibly other Autobots) to take on a prime

either way, elita manages to escort him to safety and takes him to a medical bay

she laments on how she could’ve easily lost him again and she wasnt by his side when he needed her most :(((

(unfortunately I couldn’t include all my doodles bc the ask option has a limit of photos but I have a scene in which Elita returns to Optimus when he’s in a hazed state, but he acts all romantical towards her in a garden, she realizing that she does have romantic feelings for him, but refuses to make any moves on him bc he’s not in the right state of mind. in which he practically begs for her yada yada how much he’s been in love w her for so long yada yap. But idk about this “missing scene”,,, thats just me talkin)

I’ve sat on this for a few days now because I simply couldn’t form my feral thoughts on this into words

YES.

This is just…omg so good. I am taking it. I am pulling it out of your gorgeous art and tucking it into the fic like a cozy blanket.

Perhaps Optimus will hold a celebration at the Well of AllSparks to celebrate the completion of its reconstruction, and all Iaconians are welcome to come and go as they please. Some troublesome functionists slip some form of drug into OP’s energon before it reaches him. Elita can sense that something’s not quite right about the bots offering the drink, and Optimus recognizes them as the two Archive guards and is coerced into accepting the energon under the guise of it being a peace offering for being so cruel to him when he was cogless Orion.

Elita takes the energon from them and goes to find where it came from, but one of the guards had a backup, which was assumed to be for that guard. They give that one to Optimus and he appreciatively drinks all of it. Once the drug starts affecting his systems, leaving him dazed and confused (and wondering where his beautiful bodyguard went), the two Archive guards call out a phrase in support of Sentinel (some version of “all hail Sentinel Prime” or something) and launch their assassination attempt on Optimus, who is very nearly overpowered *but* is not seriously injured bc he can still put up a fight, though he does sustain minor damages from the attack by the time Elita comes flying in to incapacitate the Archive guards.

Elita promptly takes Optimus back to Iacon Tower and into the medical bay with the help of a couple other bots. He’s put under for the minor repairs and to flush the drug out of his fuel lines, and Elita watches, brooding and holding back optic coolant the entire time.

The missing scene is absolutely being swept into a later chapter, too :)

[coefore]

Hi! I adore your art of the alternate Megatron and Optimus’ meeting tf 1 versions of themselves.

Now I can’t stop thinking about the fact that Orion (tf1) would go crazy learning that his other self used to be a data clerk in the Archives.

Here’s a little snippet of the conversation:

Optimus: *talking about the history of his Cybertron*

Orion Pax: *listening intently* where’d you learn that?

Optimus: Before becoming a prime I used to work at the Archives, it was wonderful to have so many data pads to learn from.

Orion: ARE YOU TELLING ME I COULD HAVE WORKED IN THE ARCHIVES?! I STOLE THOSE DATA CHIPS/PADS FOR NOTHING?!

D-16: Should we be concerned about this?!

Megatron: For Sentinels sake? No.

Ahaha thanks!!! I think it would be fun if TF1 Orion was actually quite... envious of the more "comfortable" lives the other versions of himself had.

He is such a curious bot after all and it might feel like a joke to him that the one Orion Pax that is most inclined to learn by any means necessary gets a life of abuse and mining! I can see him going like "ah 😬 is that so 😬 you were an archivist 😬 how nice" and D-16 is like "Pax... don't be... rude..." "THEY WERE 😬 ARCHIVISTS 😬".

[chlobliviate]

Wolfstar Microfic - World

Words: 977

@wolfstarmicrofic

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Sirius loved his job. He loved working with tiny humans. He loved being one of the people who introduced them to the world outside their home. To show them nature, read stories, and chat with them while they drew scribbly pictures.

The plan had been for him to go into politics, like his father, and grandfather. And great grandfathers, back further than he cared to think about. But even Orion Black couldn’t get on board with his gay son inheriting his seat in the House of Lords. So they swiftly moved onto the spare, until they pushed him to rebellion too. According to the last email, Regulus was running a vineyard in France and was stunningly happy, which made Sirius happy in turn.

Each year he got kids from all walks of life. Kids with two moms, disabled kids, kids in care, kids with more energy than they knew what to do with, kids whose passions were adorably wild for four-year-olds, like cooking or cricket. His godson had just started in his class and was proving to be a handful, as he knew he would be. Any child that was half James Potter and half Lily Evans, with a healthy dose of Sirius’ influence could be nothing less.

But when he got word that he had a student starting the school year a month late, he mentally assigned Harry as his buddy. Within minutes of having Teddy Lupin in his class, he knew it was a good decision.

He’d been in a meeting when Teddy arrived. He’d meant to have a chat with Teddy’s parent. Dad, he seemed to remember the paperwork saying, with a name almost as ridiculous as his own. Roman? Something like that. He’d have to catch him at the end of the day. His teaching assistant, Dorcas told him that the dad seemed as nervous as Teddy, but that he was cute and sarcastic. If she said that with a pointed look at him, he pretended not to notice.

Teddy let Harry show him around the classroom, the reading nook, the ‘pretend area’ that was set up as a cafe this week, the toy cupboard and finally their table. Teddy asked lots of questions and Sirius took this as a good sign. Better he ask than feel like he couldn’t.

Once the class was settled, working on drawing their house and family, Sirius crouched next to Teddy’s desk.

“How’re you getting on, Teddy?” He said quietly.

“Good, I think.” He stuck his tongue between his teeth as he concentrated on drawing. “I only have to draw me and my dad.”

“That’s not fair!” Ron moaned from the other side of the table. “I think I need more Paper!”

Sirius chuckled, “But think how much your mum and dad will love this drawing, with all of you on it!” He’d taught Ron’s twin brothers a couple of years ago, and he knew for a fact that they had not produced any pictures like this for their family, so it would be a nice change of pace for them. He turned back to Teddy, “If you need help or anything at all, just let me know. There are no stupid questions, ok?” Teddy nodded, not looking away from his drawing.

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Teddy was the last to collect his belongings at the end of the day, and Sirius helped him put his water bottle into his tiny backpack before they headed for the door. “Oh, wait! Your lovely drawing!” Sirius grabbed it off his desk. “I bet your dad is going to love this!”

“He does drawing. For a job!” Teddy shared, gleefully. “I want to do that.”

“Well based on today’s artwork, I think you’d be a fantastic artist!” He smiled down at Teddy, who beamed up at him. “Come on, let’s go find your dad.”

Teddy’s Dad, who Dorcas was, annoyingly, definitely not wrong about, was waiting on the playground alone, looking nervously at the door. He visibly sighed in relief when he saw them and walked towards them.

“Dad!” Teddy ran towards him and was swept up into a hug. “Dad! I did art!”

“You did?” Teddy’s dad asked earnestly. “Can I see it?” Sirius held out the drawing, which he took and examined. He crouched next to his son. “You drew the new house. Wow! That’s so much detail, Teds. This is amazing. We’re going to put this on the wall in the kitchen!”

Teddy grinned at his dad, and then back at Sirius. “Thank you for Today.”

Sirius’ heart melted a little bit, “Thank you, Teddy! Can’t wait to see you tomorrow.”

“Why don’t you go and play on the swings for a minute, while I have a quick chat with Mr…”

“Black.” Sirius supplied, “Sirius.”

Remus nodded as Teddy ran to the tiny swings on the playing field. “Was he alright? No trouble?”

“No trouble at all, he’s a good kid.” Sirius smiled, “His art skills are so advanced for his age. I honestly wouldn’t blink if you told me a ten-year-old drew this. Must be genetic.”

“Ah, he’s been bragging about me?” His cheeks flushed slightly and it was possibly the cutest thing that Sirius had ever seen.

“Yeah, seems he wants to follow in your footsteps.” Sirius paused, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t ask your name.”

“Remus. Lupin.” Remus. That was it. Remus’ cheeks grew pinker. “Well, thank you. I was so nervous about him starting late. He’s my world, but we had to move back. My mum.” Sirius understood. “But it seems he’s... in good hands.” A slight smirk teased the corners of Remus’ mouth.

Sirius had plenty of single mums flirt with him over the years, but this was new. “I’ll tell you what, Remus. Why don’t I give you my number, just in case.” He dragged his eyes up Remus’ torso.

“Sounds good,” Remus said, breathlessly.

[pupsmailbox]

ACADEMIC ID PACK

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PRONOUNS︰ acade/academia. amber/amber. an/antique. arch/architectself. arch/archive. art/art. art/artist. arti/article. arti/fact. artifact/artifact. baro/baroque. bea/beauty. bis/bisque. book/book. bookworm/bookworm. calligraphy/calligraphy. can/vas. candle/candle. cer/ceramic. char/charcoal. chess/chess. clas/classic. clay/clay. clock/clock. co/collect. coco/coco. cocoa/cocoa. cof/coffee. coffee/coffee. col/color. coll/collection. collage/collage. con/cept. crea/cream. crow/crow. cur/curate. dra/drama. dust/dust. essay/essay. fea/feather. feather/feather. fig/figure. fil/film. flicker/flicker. gal/gallery. glaze/glaze. globe/globe. gold/gold. hazel/hazel. his/history. history/history. hon/honey. hue/hue. hypo/hypothesis. illus/illustrate. ink/ink. journal/journal. ki/kiln. knowledge/knowledge. le/letter. learn/learn. letter/letter. li/library. lig/ligature. lit/literature. mar/marble. mur/mural. murder/murder. muse/muse. muse/museum. night/night. no/note. novel/novel. page/page. paint/brush. paint/paint. paint/painting. paper/paper. para/dox. pen/pen. pho/photo. pi/pigment. piano/piano. poe/poet. poem/poem. por/trait. porcel/porcelain. print/print. qui/quill. quill/quill. raven/raven. rea/read. read/read. ren/renaissance. rev/revolution. scrapbook/scrapbook. script/scripts. scroll/scroll. sculp/sculptor. sculp/sculpture. sketch/sketch. speci/specimen. spine/spine. sta/stamp. stai/stain. stamp/stamp. statue/statue. story/story. stu/dy. study/studie. study/study. surreal/surrealism. tea/tea. theo/theory. theory/theory. thes/thesis. time/time. tweed/tweed. violin/violin. wheel/wheel. ⌛. ⌛︎. ☕. ✒︎. ✒️. 🏛️. 🏺. 📜. 🕯️. 🖼️.

[artificial-absinthe]

cybernetic/robotic interfacing

This: pleasure (Soundwave and Megatron interfacing) "You deserve other than treason"

Megatron has never known solace, fulfillment or any sort of pleasure different from that of violence or murder. Soundwave assist .

Full image under the cut

Read in Ao3

This is my first purely er°tic writing, where I introduce how I conceive interfacing. I'm using the se x ual interfacing tag for approximation only, as I'm not adopting the widely spread and assimilated fan made conception of valve and spike penetration, too similar to organic intercourse. I wanted to explore the idea of an intimacy that is not derived from human ways. No valve nor spike here. My vision is purely robotic and cybernetic, and inherently se x less, involving chords, ports and networks solely, but also meaning a sensorial stimulation, and even, a more intimate engagement.

Into the lighthouse (9246 words) by ARTificial_Absinthe Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Transformers - All Media Types, Transformers: Prime Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Megatron/Soundwave (Transformers), Megatron/Orion Pax (past and implied) Characters: Megatron (Transformers), Soundwave (Transformers)

Series: Part 2 of The ever-dying sun

Summary: Megatron has spent all of his life in darkness, in every possible way. Now, no longer a miner, no longer a gladiator, no longer ignorant nor cautious, he claims new life and a new world of his own as he claimed a new name, and he shall get it. Loss and new casted shadows inevitably came with it, but there's a constant he can always rely on, a shaft of purple light. Soundwave is always willing to aid Megatron. He led him out of ignorance, he'll help him to raise from the low, and there's still one more thing he can help with, one more thing that he can still teach to his Lord. Or, "Soundwave introduces Megatron to interface pleasures." Takes place after the High Council audience that plunged the world into war.

Super resolution of the art available at patreon

[orion-archives]

Transformuary: Day 1 - Favorite Autobot

Bumblebee, alias B A D A S S O T R O N has always been number one for me, no matter the continuity (TFP, Bay, Animated, One...)

Promp list by @misqnon under the cut!

[lanterns-and-lightmares]

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AUtive from the fanfic “Damned Angels”, or at least the plans for it. Also known as Fyodor. He/him. Middle (15 years old). Please feel free to talk to me about my source.

Kolya (he/him) ♠️

Hiiii, I’m Kolya! I share a source with Fedya. I really like Quidditch and flying in general! I have a pet owl named Three-Of-Hearts. What else should I put here?

Soren (he/him) 🦡

Hello, pleasure to meet you. I’m Soren, the host’s Hogwarts Legacy protagonist. I’m a Hufflepuff. I really enjoy exploring the world around me.

Gold (he/it) 🪙

Hey there, I’m a gold watcher! I don’t know what else to put here! But it’s nice to meet you!

Niko (he/him) 🖲️

👋 I’m Niko! My source is Nanbaka! I don’t know what else to put here!

Vanitas (he/him) 📖

Hey there, my name is Vanitas. I’m a vampire doctor, I guess? I don’t know what to put here. But it’s good to be here, even though I sometimes wanna go home.

Phineas “Finny” Thatch (he/him) 🛡️

Hey there, I’m Phineas Thatch, former member of the trust. Nice to meet you.

Rui Kamishiro (he/him) 🎵

Hello there, my name is Rui, my source is PJSK! It’s a pleasure to meet you!

Giorgio (He/him) 🔎

Hey, I’m Giorgio! I’m from Ace Romanc— Just kidding! My source is The Art Of Murder!

Seishi Yokomizo (He/him) 📚

Hey, I’m Yokomizo! I’m from a BSD-crossover fanfic thing host is writing!

Mushitaro Oguri (He/him) 🔑

Hi. I’m Mushitaro. I share a source with Yokomizo.

Ranpo Edogawa (He/him) 🕵️

Heyyy, I’m Ranpo, I share a source with the two idiots (/aff) above me!

Edgar Allan Poe (He/him) 🐦‍⬛

Hello, I’m Poe, I share a source with Mushitaro, Ranpo, and Yokomizo.

Noé Archiviste (He/him) 🥧

Hey! I’m Noé, nice to meet you! I hope we’ll get along! I’m from VNC, by the way.

Montgomery Gator (He/it) ⛳️

Hey, there! I’m Montgomery Gator, from FNAF Security Breach! And I have no idea what else to put here so that’s all you’re getting!

Dave Miller (He/him) 🐰

Hello, I’m from Dayshift at Freddy’s! For the record I am sorry about what I did in games 1 and 2 of my source. Anyways hiiii!

(RP Blogs under the cut)

RP BLOGS

@no-longer-crabfries - Osamu Dazai (BSD)

@fuck-it-go-my-fyodor-rp-blog and @the-archangel-rat - Alternate Fyodor Dostoyevsky(s) (BSD)

@port-mafias-attack-dog - Ryuunosuke Akutagawa (BSD)

@notag0vagent - Ango Sakaguchi (BSD)

@karma-port-mafia - Karma (BSD)

@egg-with-shell - Tecchou Suehiro (BSD)

@hermit-hacker - Katai Tayama (BSD)

@twains-digital-adventure-diary - Mark Twain (BSD)

@dave-round-the-clock - Not entirely RP, but Dave Miller (DSAF)

@ask-dr-angel - Noah Olsen (Protagonist of my Poppy Playtime fanfic)

@raven-not-crow - Poe (Poppy Playtime, technically the same fanfic as Noah, not actually a canon character)

[ainnur]

Hi! Sorry to randomly disturb you, but I want to showed you my lmk oc-

This is Yùhè Xiu, a libarian owner of Orion Nebula Archive. She isn't really a human but disguised as one, she's the few people that are close to Redson.

She sympathies with Redson dealing with abusive parents *coughs* and wishes to do something about it. Alas she isn't like Sun Wukong. The last time she tried helping Redson she got banished from being a tutor from him when he was young. Still the two currently see each other at the library in secret. They both have a good familial bond to each other.

She is also a friend of Bai he! She used to help her study whenever Bai he needs it, and she doesn't mind it when she brings a cat along with it.

Old art of Yùhè design:

She has longer hair but I shorten it cause I imagine Yuhe let's it grow during season 3-4.

Without coat version:

Bonus whenever she see Macaque (she doesn't like him):

You can ask questions about her btw!

Anyways have a good day/Night!

Okay first all I want say your OC is so pretty!!

I love her design and vibe so much! And can help myself but to draw her. Its just simple drawing nothing much. I hope I did her justice, I draw her old design with short hair. Drawing short girl hair always hard for me-_-

Also few question for her if you dont mind :)

1) What did she do that she got ban from being Red Son tutor?

2) Is the library kinda demon library? You know have magic book and stuff

3) Why she hate Macaque?? What did that sticky emo monkey do to her?? (She my friend for that/hj)

Thank you for sending me this. You oc is lovely and I have fun drawing her🫶🏼

Also drawing with only base colour :P

[greyeyedmonster-18]

(so i found this in my archives from 2021, and wanted to do it again. i am a sucker for year-end recaps. tagging everyone who loves these things as i do.)

2024 YEAR IN REVIEW

BY THE NUMBERS:

words published this year: 105,730 (on AO3, and I might guesstimate like....10,000 here on tumblr? no more than 120,000 words this year though)

# of fics published: two! and i made art for one

# of one shots: zero on AO3

# of completed multi chapters: two-- The Crimson Kiss and Clear Eyes, Full Hearts

# of WIP multichapters: zerooooo

# of drabbles on tumblr: three (best day for wolfstar candyhearts, we meet again my prongsfoot AU, and most recently jingle all the bidet). There might have been like...a few more but I don't recall

# of ideas waiting their turn: at the moment, none.

# of WIP one shots: zeroooo.

Longest work: Clear Eyes, Full Hearts (Can't Lose Either Way)- 60k+ words

Shortest work: I think? jingle all the bidet (1.5k)

Highest Kudos: clear eyes, my baby (455)

Highest Hits: clear eyes again (12,772)

Top 3 by kudos: clear eyes, the crimson kiss

Top 3 by Hits: clear eyes, the crimson kiss

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BEHIND THE NUMBERS:

Most challenging fic to write: The Crimson Kiss-- this big bangerang was on the struggle bus the entire way. I kicked and screamed the entire process. I think, admittedly (and also i think you can feel it when you read it), i bit off more than i could chew, and really did not do this plot justice.

Fic that came easiest to write: i loved writing clear eyes. i love writing football and stupid silly teenage boys. i think i had the brain child of "oh a Friday night lights au, wheres all the football au's" and wrote the 2nd chapter in the same day.

Most true-to-the-outline fic: i would love to know what an outline is. i didn't outline for clear eyes, so by default The Crimson Kiss and i think i largely outlined to spare my poor beta from guessing.

Most unlike-its-outline fic: all of them.

Favorite Reader freak-out: i

Most controversial scene: I don't think i wrote any this year??? but i will say that there were MANY questions regarding "WHAT HAPPENED TO SIRIUS AND REG IN NY" "HOW DID ORION LEAVE THEM THERE!"

Hottest ask box topic of the year: where is chefs kiss? what happened?

Most loved OC: not applicable, i do not know here

Most hated OC: see above

My favorite thing about writing Wolfstar: I am actually going to keep my answer from 2021 here because it's still true!!!! "i love writing dialogue between them. i think they are both like exceptionally smart and Sirius in particular has a really quick wit so it feels like a spar when I write them together and then it'll just SKRRRT into the most feelings ever."-- 2021 dr. grey.

Most I’ve laughed writing a scene: Idk if i like LOL'd but i had a lot of fun writing jingle all the bidet, and remus just rambling. i also very much enjoyed writing the scene in clear eyes where remus was going through the backseat of Sirius's truck while he was driving and making fun of the teen quizzes he had done in a magazine.

Most I’ve cried writing a scene: i cried writing the entirety of the crimson kiss (i joke, i joke, kind of), but i don't think i cried writing anything?? i don't tend to do this

Smuttiest smut scene: not applicable!

Favorite Wolfstar kiss: the first kiss in clear eyes!!! no but actually, i found myself quite clever (not to toot a horn but toot toot beep beep etc) writing their first kiss scene because it's remus's inner monologue, and he doesn't know what to say because he's feeling too much and like says a two word sentence, and sirius responds back with two words. and then the rest of their dialogue counts down from five words, four words, three, two, one, before they kiss and.

“Y…you play.” Is what Remus settled on. Two words seemed easier to manage than every novel he had ever read about romance and burned into his long-term memory. “I do.” Perhaps two words were easier for Sirius too. “You’re good.” “I know.” “That’s infuriating.” Sirius laughed quietly, “I’m sorry.” “It’s alright,” Remus shrugged, stopping at the edge of his porch just before the broken first step. “Thanks for wakin’ me up.” Five.

Hardest trope/thing to write: while writing Crimson Kiss, i realized i truly do not have the patience or the...skills or the anything to properly write a mystery/properly write a pseudo thriller and in my opinion this fic leans more towards absurd crack fic. i left a lot of this fic simply up to the readers imagination/choice because i did not want to write it and figure out the hows and the whys and the whos. like it's just too much work, and better left in the hands of...someone who is not me.

Easiest trope/thing to write: dialogue/flirting. also just romance 5ever.

Any fic regrets?: I am going to again quote 2021 grey, "Yes. We're trying not to have though. I keep reminding myself that at one point this was the story i wanted to share. and someone else reading it might be at that point in their life as well...so it's all worth it."

2024 fic habits to break: i struggled really badly with decision paralysis this year (across all forms of writing i do) and it impacted me a lot. so...that. stop thinking about whats right and just do something.

2025 fic habits to make: go back to writing nonsense, stop thinking so hard.

[spiralling-thoughts]

Oh boy this is going to be one of my biggest regrets certainly, inspired by @kald-dal-art and this fanfic giving their own take for the first quarter quell I decided to do my own

Madamefeu - Works | Archive of Our Own

( this isn't a fanfic yet I'm still fighting my writers block) so here are our first tributes

Opal: she's the mayor's of district 1 granddaughter, her grandfather is very hated he has been district 1 mayor ever since the first hunger games and has rigged for children to be sent to the games every year until district 1 was assigned an escort , as revenge for that his granddaughter paid for his crimes against the district she was mostly voted in by the poorer section of District 1 as they were the most abused, opal is a very extroverted and bubbly girl with a sweet tooth she has always tried to distance herself from her grandfather influence and focus on other things like her dream of being a fashion designer and hanging around with her friends and taking care of her cats , she was considered a capitol darling with how she tried to appeal to them and with her charming personality

Orion: on the other hand Orion was entirely voted in by the higher ups of district 1 and other people who found him unfit to distract 1 standards, he lost his father when he was a baby to the 8th hunger games and his mother died in a mining accident leaving him in the care of his aunt who already had 3 children to care for, he grew very reblious and caused major property damage to the wealthiest of district 1 and constantly spray painted insults towards the capitol he also went as far as throwing a brick at the mayor's bedroom and led a small gang that helped him in the vandalism and he wasn't in the luxury industry and didn't care about appearances or prestige and so was seen as worth voting in , he kept his rebilious and anti capitol attitude even in the capitol