Pico!

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what fucking hell dimension are y’all blogging from

my bitchass writer’s block was just brutally murdered by my extreme boredom and now im frantically typing out dialogue for ch. 2 of Press B at a table in Burger King lets fucking go

(yes i have an essay that’s only half finished thats due tonight, idc. the only thing that matters rn is shitting these ideas out of my head and into my notes app before they dry up)

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not at all??!!!!!! please do i love your animatics :D

guys if I worked on another cringe animatic that will take 4 hours instead of what I should working on (my comic) and only got 3 notes would y’all be mad at me 🥺…

I saw your reply to my question and I'm just so excited I just needed to be the first request just something simple Jaiden flower crowns I'm sorry I just say my opportunity and took the leap of faith if it means more James x Aiden.

ask and you shall receive!

this was a really quick sketch on my part so sorry if its kinda messy lol

this was actually my first time drawing james! thanks for giving me the push to learn how to draw him man

hope you like this! thanks so much for reaching out and telling me you like my art in the first place - it made me really happy to read your feedback! i hope this lil slice of jaiden sufficiently pays you back for the kindness

have a lovely day!

-lee :)

This moment made me feel a particular way............

offering u guys my npmd and jon matteson art. here. gift. take.

a scene from a wip im working on.

“Lightning is the most volatile of all the elements, Jay. You have the most training ahead of you out of all your teammates, because you will need to learn how to do the seemingly impossible: to control the storm inside of you.

This will be challenging, of course. Your powers will be strongest during moments of strong emotion, and unfortunately on the path of a ninja those are something you will face regularly. Grief, rage, joy: if unable to control your abilities, it is very likely you will lose yourself to the storm.

But know this, Jay. Out of everyone in the 16 realms, it is you and you alone who holds the potential to master lightning. You are intelligent and brave and so very strong, and I know that no matter what opponents you face or how many crises you will have to stop you will be able to stand up and keep fighting.

And that is the mark of a true ninja."

Wu's words from that day so long ago filled his head.

Jay had doubted his sensei's belief in him at first, despite the warmth that had blossomed in his chest from the speech.

After all, how could any of that be true? He was just a kid from a junkyard that had managed to somehow score an elemental power. Hell, he couldn't even control it!

As the years flew by, Jay slowly began to master his abilities. Lighting now took only the slightest effort to summon, and as his friends advanced their powers so did he.

And yet, despite training hard and focusing all of his efforts on improving his mastery, he still had the least control over his powers. Any strong emotional reaction - snapping during an argument, cheering after defeating Kai in a video game tournament, or crying over the ending of Starfarer volume 5 - resulted in him zapping himself or short circuiting any nearby electronics. And in moments when he was truly emotional? His powers wouldn't obey him, lashing out at anyone or anything near him.

It was frustrating and awful and made him cry sometimes, but this only strengthened hos resolve to do better. He found himself meditating with Wu many nights as his sensei taught him more about his abilities.

He and his friends grew older. Jay mastered his true potential, and continued training. His lighting was less volatile now, as if finally trusting its holder. He was still the worst at controlling his elemental energy, but he had mostly accepted it.

And yet.

In moments of true overwhelming emotion, his powers all but gave up on him. He had grown better at hiding it, but when it happened during battles he couldn't help but feel as if he was a failure to his team - to his family. He was supposed to be one of Ninjago's protectors, but here he was unable to do anything.

The occasions on which this happened, he would wonder why Wu ever chose him to be a ninja.

He went to his sensei about it, shortly after what had happened with the departed realm.

He explained his problems with his powers, tears burning tracks down his face as he drank the jasmine tea Wu had given him (to promote relaxation and reduce anxiety, his master had mentioned).

When he finished rambling, he waited (to be scolded? To be waved away with a scoff? To be told he was being dramatic? He honestly didn't know).

Instead, he had been surprised by a hand on his own.

"Oh, Jay," Wu had said softly, "There is nothing wrong with you. Your powers aren't broken, and you aren't failing anyone."

Jay hadn't realized he had stopped crying until those words made him start again.

Wu had explained that the reason his powers wouldn't obey him while emotional was because of how he dealt with said emotions.

"You do your best to bottle them away," his sensei scolded him lightly. "You seem to believe that you don't have the right to feel so strongly, and so you subdue those emotions. If you want to control this, you will need to truly feel that your feelings are valid."

Jay tried after that, he really did. Deep down, he knew he was allowed to feel any way he wanted, but it was hard. After all, his role on the team was the one who cracked jokes, who always had a bright outlook on life or a pun for when times were bad. If he couldn't fulfill that, what would his place even be anymore?

He explained his frustrations over the matter once again to Wu, who only had one thing to say.

"Forcing yourself to feel a certain way won't get you anywhere. The answer to this query will come to you eventually, don't worry."

And despite Jay's impatience and Wu's frustratingly vague advice, his sensei was right once again.

In the last eight months, he had been through hell and back. He was scarred and shattered.

He was filled with terror as he stood once again on the deck of the misfortune's keep, blue eyes locked with the yellow of the djinns.

The last time he had been here, those yellow eyes had been on him as well. They mocked him as he sobbed, powerless and broken, burdened by vengestone and the knowledge that he would never be the same again.

Nadakhan had ruined him. He had hurt his friends, destroyed Ninjago, and taken everything Jay had.

His hope.

His autonomy.

His freedom.

For the first time in years, Jay burned with pure unbridled rage.

And for the first time ever, his powers burned with him.

Nadakhan had ruined him.

But Jay was damned to hell if he wouldn't ruin the djinn as well.

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Hi! Sorry if this is rough - like I said its a wip and I cranked it out in like 30 minutes. Its probably very all over the place because I wrote this at three am.

I hope you enjoyed this because I enjoyed writing it!

me when the nerdy prudes are dying

aka im trying to get better at realism + drawing with pen so i drew my favs

have a lovely day!

-lee :)

I love your art are going to be doing more Disventure Camp and Jaiden art?

yeah, there's gonna be a LOT more DC art in my near future lol

this show has grabbed onto my brain and won't let go, and as a result it's also cured my artists' block! I care so much about this show and it's characters, and I'm so glad my art can make other fans happy :D

thanks so much for asking this and for saying you like my art, it means a lot. expect some more works soon!

have a lovely day!

-lee :)