The following message will be about a member known from the Wild Kratts Server and Community, Lee. Better known as here on tumblr as leeisfreaky, and on other socials as leeweeds_ and paranixan.
Please be mindful of the topics that will be briefly discussed:
Grooming/Predatory Behaviors, NSFW towards Minors, Sexual Harassment, Gaslighting/Manipulation, Suicidal/Self Harming Tendencies, and Endangering of Others.
Underneath the cut will be a brief summary of the things he has done. Please be mindful of the material that will be discussed, and be mindful of those who were affected. Thank you.
The situation dates back to around 2022-2023 and has gone all the way to the early months of 2026. Lee was a mod within the Wild Kratts server, and was incredibly well known and involved within the community. With his position of power and popularity and influence, Lee was able to contact many members within the server and begin his grooming. More than 15 members, many of which are minors, were to fall victim to his abuse.
To begin, Lee was incredibly manipulative. He was seemingly kind and outgoing, and made himself this pillar that many could rely on for help. However, as many of us had found out, he had bad mouthed everyone behind their backs, feeding lies within friend groups to pit everyone against each other. Lee would take the things that were also said to him in the confidence he’d keep it private, where Lee would soon take the things he’d learned and air it out to those not trusted with said information, and where he’d also use the sensitive information AGAINST the members that had told him in the first place.
Lee was also known to keep making remarks about being similar to a previous abuser within the server, someone he had worked to ban as well. The abuser had been known as BeautyStyle12. The post of her abuse may be found here. He had known of her abuse, and yet would constantly bring up this trauma to those who had been hurt on several occasions, and often equated himself to some of the things she had done. Both victims of that situation had also fallen victim to Lees abuse. One of which is a minor. Lee would continuously bully this minor and play it off as a joke. He would fat shame and guilt trip them for being “annoying”, and would often talk behind their back in how he wishes they had never came here. His remarks about said minor was consistently violent and sexual in nature in some cases, yet he’d be nice to them within DMs where he’d do his grooming behavior of being “a safe place”.
Lee on several occasions has made lewd and nsfw comments towards minors, especially within voice calls, where things could not be recorded down. He would never censor gore on top of this, and had sent this to the minors as well. Lee’s obsession with sex and gore made its way into every single conversation, but he often played it off as a joke and would get upset if anyone was uncomfortable.
Upon blocking Lee initially, we had thought things would be solved and we would have finally be rid of the situation. However, Lee had lied to several of our friends about the situation, saying he was the victim in all of this, and purposefully left out information to make him seem innocent. Lee had told everyone he was “getting help” as well, so all the things he had done wrong would be a thing of the past, but unfortunately, zero progress was made. Luckily we got one of our friends to listen, and he has now helped resolved this issue with Lee.
However, Feather, better known here as FeatherSketch, remained by Lee’s side. The more she learned of the situation, the more she remained on HIS side of things, believing we hadn’t told her anything especially worthy of being as “mean” as we were to him (aka blocking him). She on several occasions tried to info dig on the victims, just to spill the contents to Lee, basically allowing Lee to stay within our lives to continue to hurt us despite having him blocked. We encourage others to stay wary of her and to block her as well, as she has been nothing but incredibly harmful towards this situation. She has already broken no contact on several occasions and continues to play the victim in this situation.
We will be coming forward with a document within the coming weeks with more information about the things Lee and Feather have done, including 100+ screenshots of proof, with over 10+ accounts from members sharing their stories.
Below are the images to their socials:
Please note that this is a very BRIEF summary of everything that has happened.
This is not all, there will be a google document coming out soon, including screenshots and more details in depth.
Hey, everyone. Unfortunately I am one of the victims of leeisfreaky and feathersketch. I feel disgusting that I let his behavior go on for so long. I can't get over how he basically reprogrammed me to respond to his sexual remarks in his DMs. Not only this, but he told me to get over how BeautyStyle12 groomed me and my friend. He proceeded to do that to not only us, but more than ten people. Feather also contacted me on here after I had blocked her on Discord. Please everyone, be careful and do not interact with these two. I will be helping put the doc together so this situation can finally be over and we can all heal.
Need some help, guys, which one should I write first?
Fanfic JJK x Reader
College JJK x insane!reader
JJK x CursedSpirit!Reader
Voting ended onApr 4
College JJk x insane reader
Reader is manipulated, almost dies in highschool by Suguru, then comes back worse. Manipulation, stalking, basically having everyone walking on eggshells around you.
Featured: Geto, Gojo, Choso, more…
JJK x CurseSpirit Reader
You wake up in the universe of JJK as a cunning cursed spirit who’s seen the evils of the sorcerer world and relished in it. Instead of changing for the better, you give into your past selfs desire of being the greatest cursed spirit.
You planned every little thing, you directed his life to be special. To make him more than the pathetic little thing he was in the beginning. You gave him a purpose. You absolutely hated when they spat back in your face. When they shrugged and ignored you.
They were failed pets now.
You’d rip them apart, what made them who they were, because lets be honest, you made them who they were.
Now it was back to square one.
The old disappointments would wail and scream like a dying dog. Grovel at your feet and beg for a chance. You always gave them a maybe. Who knows if you’ll perfect them. If the back burners were lucky they’ll get a second chance.
You had a routine, you were their upbringing.
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I’m just spouting out ideas I have rn. Came from the absolute hatred from cheating when you gave them everything. So this I just popped up in my head. I’m not very well in the noggin.
Being isekied into your favorite show, no matter how powerful you’ve become, or how beautifully you changed, you were the enemy now. Forced to be a wretched cursed object in a shape of a heart, the silhouettes of everything around you acting as your vision.
Your fate was sealed, to be found, and to be eaten by a curse, or stashed away as an artifact by sorcerers.
The memories knocked into you, no easing your way into the world. And the old you made it clear, you weren’t a good person either.
A watcher in the Heian era, giggling to yourself as the fear and blood soaked through your nose and into your veins like a favorite pastime. You were born a curse, and stayed a curse until you regained consciousness here. Now you were hiding beneath the steps of a high school, smelled like rotting flesh and still twitching like you were part of someone.
Past you id yourself like a cursed object, still fully conscious and aware of your surroundings, not trapped like Sukuna, and not new like Choso. The curse knew exactly what it was doing, and it was waiting for a poor new body to take over.
You woke up in this body, but you weren’t exactly a good person either in your new life. So against better judgement of the morals that were chiseled in your past mind.
You’d continue your old self’s work, and become the greatest cursed spirit in this world.
Don’t know if I should make this a story, i wanted to do an evil/not good person reader, it’s been on my mind.
X reader, but the reader is patient zero and I wanna read the way their skin rots, and how flesh feels beneath their teeth. I wanna see spit and drool and how anyone who tried to ‘keep reader because they recognize him’ type complex but the reader is just animalistic
A reader who likes the way people are scared 🙏
Another one shot pls tag me I need to read stuff like this that evicts fear in the other characters, I don’t wanna be a scared reader
Reader x JJK!college with your typical frat boys, drug dealers and such but the reader is like a girl who’s just trying to get through college and become a lawyer/nurse/ whatever.
Looks at all the boys trying to hit on her or sell her weed, or even invite her to parties like
Someone please, I just want one where she needs more convincing and doesn’t fold so fast 🙇♀️
When Dick is in love, he usually makes it everyone else’s problem. It’s not an intentional thing, it’s just that when he loves, he loves hard. And it’s not like his family wasn’t aware of this, they just do their best to not get subjugated to it. You, on the other hand, get subjected to the full brunt of it.
“Get off!” You shriek, trying to shove almost 200 pounds of muscle off of you. Dick whines, holding onto you tighter. He’s had a bad week, Bruce is down his breathing down his neck, he’s got his ass handled to him more then once, and he’s behind on his paperwork. You understand his woes, but damn, he’s on you like a leech. Dick mumbles something against your skin, you feel his breath. “Huh?” You grunt, unable to really push him off. “I said—just lemme hold you.” He grumbles. You groan, and he wiggles on top of you so he can whisper to you better, “Pet me.” He pleads, and you oblige. He shuffles solely so you can rub his back. Dick shivers pleasantly, he’s tensing slightly, peacocking by flexing the muscles in his back. You swat him lightly and he relaxes. “You’re so fucking weird…” You murmur and he grumbles, nipping your skin. “Don’t be mean, be nice to me.” He pulls back, his eyes looking into yours. Damn, he’s so gorgeous. “I meant umm you’re so lovely and handsome.” You say wooed by his full lips and long eyelashes. “That’s better.” He hums, scratching under your chin like you’re some kind of pet, you swat his hand away.
“You’re crushing my ribs.” You murmur after exactly three minutes, you’ve been counting in your head, his cheek is pressed against your boob, listening to the steady thunk of your heartbeat, maybe you should buy him a stethoscope. “I am not that heavy, you’re dramatic.” Dick says, and as king of all divas maybe he’s onto something. “Do you still love me?” He loops his arms under yours, nuzzling his cheek against yours, you grunt turning your head, futile, he just leans into your skin. “Why wouldn’t I still love you?” Even when he’s being annoyingly lovey dovey the feelings you have for him don’t diminish. “I dunno, but I love you too.” He snuggles you, kissing the side of your mouth, nose and chin. “Thanks I guess…” He hums in acknowledgment to your somewhat shy gratitude. “How much do you love me?” He asks, like a fucking attention whore. “Ummmm like, to the moon and back?” You question, that’s a romantic thing to say, right? It’s a good enough answer cause he coos as if you wrote him some lame-o sonnet. “You’re so sweet.” He kisses your cheek like a reward, pretty fucking good one in your opinion.
You get used to Dick lounging on you like some fat cat, soley because every few minutes, despite the proximity, he misses you and wants to kiss. Sometimes you think this has to be some weird ass coma dream. Hunky, smart, sweet Dick wants you of all people, when he smiles with those pretty pearly whites, or whines for affection you always pause for a moment, waiting for an alarm clock or something to wake you up. “Can you hold me?” He asks oh-so-sweetly, looking at you from under his dark lashes. “Yeah.” You say, you’d really be dumb to say anything other than yes. He worms onto his side, and you wrap your arms around his waist, kissing the back of his neck, he smells good, and his body is warm. “Romantic.” He teases, his large head resting over yours. “Shut up.” You say feeling slight embarrassment. “I like when you try to be sweet, ‘s cute.” You groan at his innocent statement. Your hand travels up his strong torso, wrapping around his mouth, your nose can feel his lips curling up. You stiffen when you feel his lips part, he’s making out with your hand like it’s your fucking cunt. “Dick!” You shriek, wiping his spit off against his cheek, he laughs, turning over to hold you. He’s a pain in the ass, but hey, he’s all yours.
Angst, but instead of the reader getting sad, it’s emotionless, nothingness or stabbing someone. I’m too petty to be left sad.
No, I’m not crying and begging from them to stay, I’m stabbing them.
No, my life isn’t ruined by heartbreak, it’s by prison for stabbing them.
No, im not watching him leave with his new mistress, they’re both getting stabbed.
THERES no happy ending, only sweet revenge and the regret of his actions. And that’s either by regret of their actions or because— and I can’t say enough— because I stabbed him.
