I want less of "the Drakes were terrible people and parents and Bruce rescues poor sad Timmy" (not knocking the trope it just got old for me)
And more of Bruce suffering a hell of his own creation as he tries to figure out how to parent Timothy "latchkey kid" Drake, who doesn't respect the concept of having parental supervision in general and more specifically Bruce's authority as his new guardian at all, because Tim was basically his caretaker for the entire beginning of his tenure as Robin
Any kind of Parental Action would have Bruce choking in his own hypocrisy. Like... imagine trying to get your teenage son to go to bed when he's been putting your ass down for naps for like, years, by that point. Imagine telling him to eat healthier when at 13 years old he was helping your butler with designing your meal plan 'cause you were too depressed to eat
Bruce gently tries to get him to stop working on a case to take a break, and Tim raises a single withering eyebrow (he learned this from Alfred) and Bruce immediately shuts up. Tim only listens to Bruce when he wants to and being legally adopted by the man hasn't changed that
(And I want fics of the rest of the batfam reacting to this dynamic soooooooo bad)
"Seventy-five national, state, territorial, and local domestic violence, sexual assault, and human trafficking organizations filed an amicus brief with the Supreme Court of the United States (SCOTUS) urging it to support the rights of people who are homeless, including unhoused survivors, in City of Grants Pass, Ore. v. Johnson. This case is one of the most important SCOTUS cases regarding homelessness in the past 40 years. The amicus brief, authored by the National Housing Law Project and Sexual Violence Law Center, argues that housing is extremely limited for gender-based violence survivors, often forcing them to make impossible choices between sleeping outside or suffering continued violence. Criminalizing survivors will only increase their and their families’ risk of violence, trauma, and housing insecurity."
Article from July 29:
Housing advocates across Indian Country say Native Americans and Alaska Natives likely will feel the full weight of a June 28 Supreme Court ruling that has cleared the way for cities to enforce bans on unsheltered people sleeping outside in public places.
Native Americans experience homelessness at a disparate rate. Advocates say the housing crisis is a reflection of our society’s unwillingness to address systemic issues.
“It’s criminalizing poverty,” said attorney Caroline LaPorte, who is an immediate descendant of the Little River Band of Ottawa Indians. “We are much more comfortable with putting, and paying, for people to be incarcerated.”
LaPorte is the director of the STTARS Indigenous Safe Housing Resource Center, a project of the National Indigenous Women’s Resource Center, and she is the board chairman for the StrongHearts Native Helpline. STTARS focuses on the intersection of housing insecurity and gender-based violence. A lawyer, she said the Supreme Court’s decision was enraging.
“Everybody belongs in our communities. They deserve to be safe, and it is our responsibility. We are required to make sure that those people have the things that they need,” LaPorte said.[...]
Announced on June 28 in a 6-3 decision along ideological lines, the court found that outdoor sleeping bans don’t violate the Eighth Amendment, which protects against cruel and unusual punishment.
This was inspired by some brba scenes cuz I really loved the composition of them, so I painted the San Francisco Peaks amidst some cinder cones. This is what I imagine Sandstone Springs (fictional Arizona town) looking like, where the land itself is flat, and sparsely forested but it's surrounded by cinder cone volcanoes on almost all its sides, and you could see the San Francisco Peaks in the backdrop.
I think it would be an incredibly funny idea to give Dickie an existential crisis for a week because he takes a test for the metagene as a joke and it comes back positive. "I FUCKING KNEW IT," says every single Robin that could never do even half of his flippiest flippy flippy bullshit
The punchline is, of course, that after more testing they find out his acrobatic skills have nothing to do with his actual superpower. Which is something that only flew under the radar all his life cause Dick didnt know it wasnt normal. Like... idk, aura reading or better night vision or something. A very "wait, you mean everyone else can't do that?" moment
All the other Robins are once again devastated, Dick is very smug. Do you see my vision
ocean has a plain white t-shirt with text in times new roman that says “Members of the LGBTQIA+ community are people too.” or “Homosexuality is normal.”. treats the pride parade solely as a protest and doesn’t quite get the festive spirit. has a loud speaker to shout “gay rights for all” in the most boring voice ever and doesn’t quite understand why the crowd boos. (“are they homophobic? noel, as a gay man, tell me, can one be homophobic at a pride parade?” “well you’re here aren’t you”)
noel is, obviously, the initiator. he wears the most bombastic outfit with fishnets and crazy makeup, but without anything rainbow colored. because, a) you can already tell and b) bright colors are a disgrace to his romantic and dark persona, lola lola wouldn’t wear that, duh. ends up fighting with some conservatives from the anti-pride or whatever, even though they were very easy to avoid.
misha has a big poster with this image ↓ and walks around loud and proud.
even though he came to the parade in a bootleg adidas tracksuit, he somehow ends up looking zestier than everyone else. steals oceans loud speaker and blasts verka serduchkas songs
ricky wears a super detailed cosplay of a zolarian oc. people keep thinking he’s a furry or a drag queen, misha asks of it’s a verka serduchka reference. other than that he has a blast. his wheelchair is decorated with a ton of pride flags, some of them made up and some decorated to be more interesting (with a lot of stars and cats drawn all over them)
penny comes to the parade unsure asf and only because she tagged along with the choir. feels a bit lost and overwhelmed there, until an older lesbian approaches her and they end up having a heart to heart conversation on a dirty bench near the main street, where you can still hear the music and voices from the parade. they talk into the night, hug and cry, and she ends up with a baggage of best advice in her life and never sees the wise lesbian again.
constance bakes a rainbow themed cake with “i heart gays”, but it gets damaged and the phrase turnes into “eat gays” or smth like that (yes i did slightly steal the joke from gravity falls, sue me alex hirsh). she gets super scared about it and she is about to throw it all out until she realised the gays LOVE it. they devour it in one go and spread the rumour to the whole parade about the delicious gay cannibalism cake from the blackwood cafe. constance is relieved.
+ talia was the one who initiated the whole “giant gay flag on a giant mother homeland statue in kyiv”. google it, it’s cool
thank you folks for reading this, feel free to send me asks for headcanons! if you already did, then just wait for it, it might take some time :’)