god-of-fandoms
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Any games you move been playing recently….
skullgirls on mobile is really fun! and it's stupid but i've actually been playing a lot of geometry dash whenever i'm bored lol
✍️ more fic writer asks!
reblog & your followers can send asks with the questions they’d like you to answer!
the last sentence you wrote
a character whose POV you’re currently exploring
how you feel about your current WIP
a story idea you haven’t written yet
first sentence of the fifth paragraph of an unpublished WIP
the word that appears the most in your current draft (wordcounter.net can tell you)
your preferred writing fonts
if you had to write a sequel to a fic, you’d write one for…
start to finish, how long did it take you to write the last fic you posted?
what is the longest amount of time you’ve let a draft rest before you finished it?
a WIP you’d like to finish someday
a trope you’re really into right now
a fandom you’re thinking about writing for
where do you get your inspiration?
favorite weather for writing
favorite place to write
talk about your writing and editing process
if you keep them, share a deleted sentence or paragraph from a published fic
the most interesting topic you’ve researched for a fic
in what year did you publish your first fic?
when did you publish your most recent fic?
do you ever worry about public reaction to what you’re writing? how do you get past that?
pick three keywords that describe your writing
how do you recharge when you’re not feeling creative?
besides writing, what are your other hobbies?
are you able to write with other people around?
your favorite part of the writing process
your least favorite part of the writing process
how easy is it for you to come up with titles?
share a fic you’re especially proud of
whoa there, hot shot
some clean + colored kade art! my art style’s been all over the place recently so this was a test to determine if i like some changes ive made to my usual. the lighting and shading probably makes no sense so just dont pay attention to that
im writing a rb fic rn! idk how long itll take but im really enjoying it lol
hope you enjoy! have a lovely day!
-lee :)
if you ever feel awkward leaving a long ao3 comment getting no reply remember that at this point receiving any feedback at all will leave most authors too stunned to speak
It's important to give your creations the love that others cannot. You are it's tending and caring mother. Treat it with love and happiness, it will reflect and spread it on others, like a beautiful plant, returning the happiness of the one's you have given it back to you.
– lovely-love-angel, 25th april 2025
unfortunately as of now I have archive locked all of my works, I was not lucky enough either and some of my work has been scraped.
people who use gen ai and steal the work from writers are disgusting. please spread awareness and please check to see if your work has been scraped.
AO3 has been scraped, once again.
As of the time of this post, AO3 has been scraped by yet another shady individual looking to make a quick buck off the backs of hardworking hobby writers. This Reddit post here has all the details and the most current information. In short, if your fic URL ends in a number between 1 and 63,200,000 (inclusive), AND is not archive locked, your fic has been scraped and added to this database.
I have been trying to hold off on archive locking my fics for as long as possible, and I've managed to get by unscathed up to now. Unfortunately, my luck has run out and I am archive locking all of my current and future stories. I'm sorry to my lovelies who read and comment without an account; I love you all. But I have to do what is best for me and my work. Thank you for your understanding.
NOTICE: As more and more fanfic writers are using generative AI for their works (you uncreative dweebs), I hereby swear on everything I hold dear that I have not and will NEVER use generative AI in ANY of my written work. Everything I post will be organically and creatively my own.
reblog if you have skilled writer friends and you're damn proud of them
for the first time in a year i just posted chapter 2 of press b for Bad habits! sorry it took so long - gave a little bit of an explanation in the chapter notes!
hope y'all enjoy some nya and Kai content bc I sure do
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
what r they talking about?
soo first time drawing heatwave (man bots are DIFFICULT for me istg 80% of the time i just cant get it right)
one of my absolute favorite duos ever. favorite bot, favorite human character, and an absolute gold mine of petty insults and banter between them. its like heaven. i need more content of them i legit screamed when i realized kade wasn’t in RBA. i have so many art and fic ideas abt these two you have no idea
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
bitches really love kids tv shows
(its me I'm bitches)
rescue bots is an absolute banger of a show. is it made for kids under 10? yes. do I care? no.
anyway its my first time drawing a bot but here's blades and Cody! lmk which bot / Burns I should draw next!
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
wip of a mini animatic i’m making for my hatchetfield au comic, The Monsters Among Us!
(@lady-loveluck i promise i’ll give u a sneak peak of chapter 1 once i finish inking it!!)
Another drawing from a while ago but this one I think is one of my all time favorites. Poor Richie.
Jay is so, so tired.
He’s only vaguely aware of his surroundings, but he can hear a lot of raised voices. It’s different from the usual jeers and laughter of the pirates, their mocking cries cutting into him almost as effectively as their blades. No, this feels more… more urgent, he supposes. People are calling out orders, their voices commanding and loud. Blearily, he wonders what they’re talking about.
“...Vitals are weak but stable for now…”
“...Needs an IV, stat!”
“...Several open wounds, possible concussion…”
He slowly realizes that he’s moving. Well, not him. He’s lying on something (a bed maybe? No, it’s hard and painful) that is seemingly being wheeled along at a very quick pace. A strange mask is covering his nose and mouth, air gently pushing its way into his lungs. He knows what this is, knows he’s used one before, but his mind is so foggy he can’t recall where or when or why.
“... Going into shock?”
“...n’t tell, conscious but unresponsive…”
“...Fuck.”
Well, that at least he could understand.
Jay tries to move his head, but a bright flash of pain stops him. Everything fucking hurts, but that fact is barely news at this point. After all, since the beginning of his imprisonment on the Misfortune’s Keep there hasn’t been a day that’s gone by without gaining a new injury or two. (Or ten, when Nadakhan’s really mad.)
He does his best to mentally shake off the fog, trying to figure out what’s going on. He… doesn’t think he’s on the Misfortune anymore - if he was still there, there would be absolutely no lying down like he’s doing now. He’d probably be back in the Scrap N’ Tap arena or cleaning the deck or (FSM forbid) in Nadakhan’s quarters. The djinn is scarily determined to deny him any rest until he physically can’t function without it - no doubt part of his plan to make Jay give up and wish.
“... Bones healed incorrectly…”
“... Emergency surgery…”
“...ay! Jay! Is he ok?”
Now that he’s thinking, the events before his unconsciousness begin to trickle in. He remembers, with a minute jolt, the rescue attempt. How his heart had filled with relief and joy knowing that his friends did care, that they wanted to rescue him despite his lies. How that hope had faded into despair when they were recaptured, and how Cole had nearly been forced to walk the plank.
He remembers the fight, remembers the pure euphoria of his powers singing once again, without the vengestone cuffs made to suppress them. He remembers, with a wince, his friends’ decision to use their wishes to give the fight an edge, and how Nadakhan had twisted their commands into something unhelpful or dangerous.
He remembers losing Kai and Cole to the djinnblade, the fear and sorrow as Lloyd used his last wish to help him get away. To escape, alongside…
NYA!
Jay thrashes suddenly, a reaction that seems to surprise the strangers wheeling him around. Their voices rise as they stop and try to restrain him, but that only increases his determination to move.
“... wrong with him?”
“... hold him down…”
“...ould we use anesthesia?”
He feels hands pinning his arms and legs to the metal slab, and his panic only grows. No, he has to leave, has to find Nya, has to know that she’s ok-
He’s sobbing, he thinks, if the sudden dampness on his face has anything to say. He hears gasps as he thrashes harder, because he has to tell them, make them understand-
He manages to free one of his arms and rips off the mask. He has to tell them so they’ll let him go.
“Nya,” He cries out, his voice giving way at the end from dehydration and exhaustion. “H-have to find- find Nya, please, please…”
The voices are only getting louder as he pleads with them. His hand is once again pinned down and he screams, because he doesn’t have time for this when Nya is gone.
“Please! I need her, w-where is she, where where where-”
No one is listening to him, no one is letting him leave, and he’s quickly losing his strength. An IV slips under his skin, and whatever is in it makes his vision double. They’re drugging him, he realizes, so that he’ll calm down.
The thought just makes him panic more.
“Nya!” He sobs, as he stops fighting the many hands holding him down because he’s so tired, so very tired, “Nya, where are you? Please...”
“Jay!”
The familiar voice calms him down before he even realizes. He sucks in a breath, tears running down his face long forgotten as he stops and listens, hoping, praying he wasn’t imagining it-
And then a figure is shoving past the strangers and leaning over his resting space. Her eyes are the first thing he recognizes, familiarity flooding him despite his exhaustion. He knows these eyes - the amount of times he’s caught himself staring into them out of the blue is honestly embarrassing. The rest of her details come pouring in immediately after, trickling into his mind like the tide. A mole just above her top lip. The small scar across her cheek from a throwing star. Cropped black hair, falling into her face amid her disarray. He knows these details. He knows this face. He knows this person.
Nya stares down at him, her eyes shining with tears. “Jay, I’m here. I’m here, you have to calm down for me, please.”
And Jay calms down. Maybe it’s the drugs entering his system, or the pain and fear and exhaustion that have been following him for months, or maybe it’s just because it’s Nya telling him to, but it’s suddenly so easy to stop thrashing and crying. He has no reason to do so anymore, after all - Nya is here and she’s alright.
“... doctors are here to help, I promise. They won’t hurt you but you need to be sedated so they can administer emergency surgery.”
Her eyes are so pretty, Jay notices drowsily. Looking into them gives him the same feeling as staring into the ocean from the Destiny’s Bounty. Like her element, Nya’s eyes have been a deep cyan ever since she mastered her abilities. His eyes are blue as well, but they’re nothing special. Nya’s are blue like the rolling waves, blue like the sea during a storm.
“...gave me permission to be with you during surgery, you don’t have to worry about me leaving- Jay? Are you ok?”
He’s crying again, not like earlier. Before Nya arrived, he had been sobbing violently. Now, though, tears just trickle down his face as he looks into her eyes.
“Missed you,” He chokes out, and Nya’s face collapses. Her expression is a mix of sorrow and concern and, to his horror, guilt.
“I’m so sorry,” and FSM she sounds close to tears. “Jay, I’m so sorry I let this happen. We should have gone after you, but I convinced the others you’d be fine, and it’s all my fault-”
Shit, shit, shit, how could she say that? He’s the one who should be sorry, he should be begging for her forgiveness. She’s so wrong, so very very wrong, and he has to let her know.
Despite the drowsiness now pushing him down, he shakily reaches out. Nya takes his hand, squeezing gently.
“Don’t blame you,” He murmurs, “Never did, please don’t cry…”
She sniffs gently before wiping her eyes with her free hand. “I’ll try not to,” she whispers. And it’s true, she doesn’t seem like she’s about to break down anymore, but she still looks sad and guilty and Jay would rather die right now than let that look be the last thing he sees before going under. The overhead lamps of the building they’re in (a hospital, he’s now fairly sure) form a crown of light around her head. Nya might be obviously exhausted, dirty, and injured from their fight on the Misfortune, but with the way her eyes shine and the halo surrounding her, she looks breathtaking. Almost like…
“Y’r like an angel,” he mumbles, stifling a yawn. He doesn’t know why out of everything he chose to tell her that - after all, she’s made it clear by now that she doesn’t feel the same way as him anymore. But it’s true, and he’d honestly say anything to make her less sad at this point.
Through his blurring vision, he’s able to make out the slightly bemused expression Nya gets.
“...An angel? Why?”
“Saved me,” Jay slurs. He’s getting more and more exhausted by the minute but he shakes it off as much as he can to squeeze her hand and offer her a grin. (FSM, he hopes she’s not too put out by those missing teeth.) “Came back and rescued me. Y’r my guardian angel now.”
Nya sucks in a breath. “All of us wanted to save you, Jay. I’m not special.”
“Y’ are, though. N’dakhan wanted you, but y’ still came. Brave.”
His eyes are closing again, so he can’t see Nya’s expression anymore, but she squeezes his hand back.
“‘M sorry for ev’rything. Y’re an amazing ninja. Fans… fans are stupid. I was stupid. S’rry.”
A wet chuckle from above him.
“Thank you, Jay. That… that means a lot.”
He wants to say more, but Nya’s talking again before he can.
“I think this conversation should wait until you’re not about to fall asleep,” she says, and Jay’s relieved to hear the tone of voice that she only gets when smiling, “but for now, you need to relax. You’re about to go into surgery.”
Now that she mentions it, the stretcher (it’s a stretcher, he remembers now) had stopped moving a little while ago. The strangers - no, doctors - are bustling around the room, preparing for an operation. The thought makes him a little queasy (he’s never liked surgery, and knowing how fucked up his body is right now this one’s definitely gonna be invasive) but he doesn’t feel as scared as he would usually. Not with Nya here.
His eyes are glued shut, and fighting off the sweet tug of sleep is no longer working. He whines and holds Nya’s hand tighter.
“Don’t leave…” he whispers.
“I’m not going anywhere, Sparky.”
He sighs contentedly at that, releasing his death grip on her hand. A doctor comes up to the stretcher and talks lowly to Nya. He’s so tired that he can barely make out what’s being said, but the meaning is clear.
It’s time.
Nya leans down to put their heads close together. Wisps of her hair gently tickle at his face.
“Sleep, Jay. I’ll be here with you until you wake up again.”
It’s with the sedative running through his veins and the soft whisper in his ear that Jay finally succumbs to his exhaustion.
He slips into unconsciousness thinking only of ocean blue eyes.
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Yall this is unedited and not beta read but I'm so tired.
I'll probably try and fix any mistakes tomorrow but for now I have to sleep - gotta wake up early for even more exams :(
Nevertheless I hope you like this :D tell me what you guys think, I'd love to hear your thoughts
Have a lovely day!
-Lee :)
Bring back her man 😤
a piece from last month i forgot to upload take this as an apology for my current radio silence - i promise i’ll be back soon!
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
Hi it's been awhile I just wanted to ask if you are taking a break from drawing that's ok I just wanted to ask before I requested anything. I'm guessing you have some stuff to do probably school stuff that's usually the case.
hi!
yeah, I've been really busy recently and until some of that dies down i'll be a bit inactive so I can focus on my life.
thanks so much for checking in! I love the prompts you send me, and once I get my inspiration and time back you can bet I'll whip something up :DDD
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
it’s you @youll-rebel-2-anything
Do you have a most annoying mutual?
Top ten hatchetfield song? (You better not just put NPMD songs)
but i love npmd :(((
FINE
nerdy prudes must die
inevitable
high school is killing me
hatchet town
dirty girl
show me your hands
not your seed
just for once
feast or famine
show stopping number
there u go
Y'all I drew this "instead of drawing """"real fanart""""" and got way carried away because rendering eyes is my absolute favorite
All this effort just to show my personal headcannons on what they look like with and without using their powers. (Zane gets robotic eyes regardless of form and they go icy when he's using his powers)
(Alt. Version + speedpaint under the cut)
Haha isn’t it so funny that Ruth kept touching her lower body and ended up getting ripped in half at that area and Richie would put his arms around his chest where his lungs are and he technically drowned to death, which has to do with the absence of air in the lungs
We ask your questions anonymously so you don’t have to! Submissions are open on the 1st and 15th of the month.
“The Deal” by Mitski
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tbh I added the lyrics after I drew the scenes so there r obvs scenes that match the lyrics better
shitpost because I was bored
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
Just to tell you please PLEASE don't rush this, please take your time I'm asking this while the snow is frosty. Two Jaiden arts, one with them dancing in the snow under a streetlight (inspired by a fanfic)
Another one for Valentine's day where they got on a dinner date (candle light included) both of them Aiden has a ponytail. If you only want to do one that's fine. Thank you for reading this
i LOCKED IN on this prompt its so cute
im so glad i finished this in time for valentine’s day! ur prompts are always a treat to draw man i love james and aiden <3
i have plans for the other prompt too but ill probably only post that one after working on a few more pieces i have lined up. i can promise itll be cute tho :D
thanks again for the prompt! hope you like the art
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
some disventure camp sketches!!! (can you tell i desperately need jake to be happy lol)
working on some trevek art next so be prepared for that! i love them sm they’re so special to me
have a lovely day!
-lee :)
dirty dudes must die! speedpaint
my favorite thing when introducing my friends to disventure camp is seeing them go absolutely crazy trying to figure out whats happening in the s1 zombie apocalypse episode. the screams of “WHY DOES THE SIX YEAR OLD HAVE A GUN???” are music to my ears.
quick sketch lol i love fiore
have a lovely day!
-lee :)