Nerd Writing

Fandom: DC Characters: Jason Todd and Dick Grayson A/N: Based on real-life events from 2 years ago at the start of the pandemic. When I played Minecraft with @itzlinhwritesnerdythings and @latinavictoria-kotone “Why don’t we play Minecraft?” You suggested a week into the lockdown. The city of Gotham had slowed down a lot since the pandemic started. Even the villains that were out respected quarantine guidelines. Given a much-deserved break to the local vigilantes. Jason and Dick two of the said vigilantes didn’t know what to do with themselves after a week. The pair were quick to bug you and every quicker to agree. So the three of your set off on your Minecraft adventures.

As the three of you talked in voice chat more and played Minecraft along with a few other co-op games. You grew used to the background voices; mostly on Dick’s side. Most of the time it was Damian because Dick would tease the new Robin with his nickname. Damian, of course, threatened to cut him with a sword. So today was no different there was a soft voice talking to Dick as you zone out in your Minecraft home. Storing the items in your chest was tedious but worth it. Everything was great. “Are you sure?” Dick questioned the unknown person. “Just do it.” Was the reply he received. That’s when you saw what ‘it’ was in the chat.

DickieBird summoned lighting

You heard your dogs cry. Turning to the block dogs you saw a few on fire as parts of your wooden floor were burning. “Dick!” You shouted trying to put out the fires on your floor. “You killed my animals!” You were forced to watch a few of your dog pack die from the fire; brought on by Dick’s lighting. “Oh my god!” Jason shouts mixed in with yours. “Which brother was that?” You shouted at Dick again. Your floor was now patchy—four of your ten dogs were gone. You need to know who to blame this on. “He doesn’t want to answer.” Dick nervously chuckled. Which he should. Because you will hurt him and whoever helped him the nice time you’re at the manor. “Damian is watching a movie with Bruce and Cass,” Jason spoke up as his Minecraft self entered your base. “Oh damn.” Your once beautiful house was a mess now. “So it was Tim.” You gathered your breath and shouted as loud as you could “Hey Tim fuck off!” Dick began to apologize but you ignored him. Jason quickly asked if he could help since his base wasn’t as damaged as yours. You thanked him pointing into the wood chest and asked him to fix the spots in your flooring; are you checking the other parts of your base.

Into the enchanting room, you saw no birds. You had worked hard from those birds. The jungle was a long way from where you guys set up. The birds didn’t teleport with you like the dogs. So you had to walk all the way back with the parrots. Who were now dead. “Dick,” you sighed as you spoke. “Ya?” He questioned quietly. “You’re no longer the favorite Robin.” There was a long pause until the first Robin sighed. “I know.” “You killed my animals.” Reiterating the damage he allowed Tim to do on his account. "I’m sorry!”

I'm going to be real. I don't owe you anything. You are not paying me. I am free to write as much or as little as I would like.

Yes, I am inconsistent. Why? Because when I wrote nothing but DC I became bored of writing. I start to dread writing. My stories ended up showing that. I was simply writing because I felt I had to because of my followers and didn't want to let them down. I have a need to please others even when it ends up hurting me. I do write. All the time. But I am now writing for myself. I am writing for the joy and love of it again. I write what I want. When I want. My interest change and shifts so will what I write for. Because I put myself in a corner writing for one fandom for so long. I won't let that happen to me again.

1) We are friends who give POSSITIVE feed back

2) She writes when the mood strikes

You don't tell an artist to hurry and get things done she isn't your empolyee she is a human being with no obligations to write for you.

So unkindly fuck off this page you aren't happy.

With all the malace in my heart Star's Best Friend

Fandom: DC Comics Character: Jason Todd

It seemed to be just you patrolling tonight; which was weird. Sitting on the edge of a rooftop swinging your legs you pull out your phone to text Jason. Jason was currently on bed rest after a bad run-in with Scarecrow. That was his reason for not being out tonight. Jason sent you a picture of the movie he was watching; it was Kiki’s Delivery Service. You figured that you might call it an early night since no one else seemed to be out. You would swing by your place first to change and then stop by Jason’s with some late Chinese maybe pizza. That was still up in the air as you made your way back towards your apartment.

You didn’t knock on Jason’s door since at some point in the relationship you both stopped doing it. You had decided to just get Chinese food and picked up some frozen pizza and sweets at a convenience store along the way. Opening the door to the apartment you stopped. There on the couch and floor were the people you had wondered about earlier in the night. You were surprised that they were all here and not fighting. They all seemed to be enjoying the others company as they watched a movie. Jason looked towards the door; seeing you he paused the movie causing multiple heys to be thrown his way. He ignored them as he stood up and walked towards you. The group of guests seemed to finally notice that you were there as they all greeted you in their own ways. You just smiled and waved. Jason took one of the bags you had as you both headed towards the kitchen. Once in there you heard the tv start up again. Jason let out a sigh that he had seemed to be holding in.

“Why didn’t you tell me they would be over? I would have gotten food for them as well.” You questioned as you put away the frozen goods.

“Because,” Jason’s voice got loud; it was enough to go over the tv. “They will be leaving once that movie is over.” Ah, you now got it; they had shown up to check on him. Then ended up inviting themselves to stay over. You couldn’t help but chuckle as Jason looked at you.

“It’s not funny.” He said, you smiled and kissed his cheek.

“You might be annoyed, Jay. But it’s nice to know they care. Because it’s what family does.” Jason only gave you another annoyed sigh.

Trust to Jason’s words once the movie finished he proceed to boot them all out of his apartment. Once they were gone you took the bag the Chinese food was in and set it on the coffee table along with some forks and spoons. Jason after locking the door come back to sit by you with a huff.

“You know, no one bothered me this much when I was dead.” He spoke as you handed him his lo mein. Jason took it as you laid your legs across his lap.

“I think it’s sweet they come to check up on you.”

“They could have texted. Instead, they just show up!” You laughed.

“That is a bit of a double standard coming from you.” You spoke before popping a dumpling in your mouth. Jason opened his mouth to speak but then just simply closed it. You smiled as he flipped through the tv channels.

Brainstorming angst:

Me: I hate you