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I received a call from the bank, but it seems it wasn't from them after all.

I'm going to the bank tomorrow; I hope to get everything back.

I hope to recover everything… but honestly, I think I'll only get some of it back.

Does anyone know how to get extra money?…

Resolution… I'll have to pay transaction fees (almost half a week's salary).

The rest is in dispute, and I won't know for another two weeks whether I'll get the money back or if I'll have to pay it to my credit card company.

I'll start looking for ways to raise money, thinking the worst, because it will give me about a month to pay the disputed amount if I don't get it back and have to pay it myself.

(Unfortunately, selling my blood or plasma won't be an option. I've been trying to donate blood for years, and doctors have refused it for various reasons, so no selling plasma or blood.)

The good thing is that I already have one, because I got confused at the time, so I just finished setting it up…

So I'm sharing it in case anyone wants to help me with money for a coffee…

And if you can't, please share this post so it reaches those who can.

Meanwhile, I'm planning a raffle for a vinyl record player I own… but even if I sell all the tickets, I'll only raise a portion of the money.

I am a social worker. I have worked in community mental health and in home-based healthcare. And it is much, much easier for me to help you when the situation you're in is not yet a full-blown crisis.

"I'm out of money and have been for a while and now I haven't eaten for three days." This is a crisis. A crisis where I'm likely going to have to put you in the car and take you to the nearest food bank--except food banks require appointments now, and the next opening is in four days, so you're staring down the barrel of a week with no food. That's obviously not going to work, so, let's call eight different food banks until we've found one that has an appointment the next day...except it's in the neighboring county and you can't drive. So now I'm calling your doctor to try and brow beat an emergency plan of care update out of him so I can come back the next day and drive you to the food bank. And we haven't even started on the "constantly broke" part of the problem.

"I don't think I have enough food to make it to my next paycheck. I have (xyz) in my house and that will only last until (date)." This is bad, but not a crisis. We have a few days. We make you an appointment at the food bank and contact your brother to make sure you have a ride there. Now we can spend our visit talking about what bills are causing you the most problems and make a jump on a long-term solution, like looping in a community action agency to cover your utilities and getting you an OTC card from Medicaid to cover some of your groceries every month.

"I'm ten months behind on rent, and my landlord said I have a week to get out, or the cops will throw me out. I don't have the money, and if I get evicted, I have nowhere to go." This is a crisis. Every single thing we do here is going to be some version of a Hail Mary. In Michigan, we have the state emergency relief fund for rent issues, but process time is well over one week. There are community action agencies that we can call to assist you with payment, but they are unlikely to have sufficient funds to cover nearly a year of back rent. We can contact legal aid clinics to try and prevent your landlord from evicting you, but they may look at your case and determine that too much "fault" lies with you. Most likely, I'm going to have to put you in touch with homeless shelters and the public housing office.

"I'm two months behind on rent and I don't think I'll be able to pay next month either." This is bad, but not a crisis. This is solvable. We have time to apply for SER, or put you in contact with community action agencies. We have time to review your finances and see if you qualify for a public housing wait list or other forms of ongoing rental assistance. We have time to talk about a million possible adjustments to try and ease the burden of your rent.

"I am the sole caregiver for my elderly parent who has dementia and is emotionally volatile and fully dependent on me. I have not slept through the night in weeks and I have not had an actual break for over a year. I am having screaming meltdowns multiple times a week and I am threatening self-harm unless someone comes to collect my parent and take over all caregiver duties." This is a crisis. This is a crisis where the ethical code of my profession demands that I call 911 and report the conversation to them. They will likely come to the house and interview you. If they determine your threats were serious, they will have you forcibly committed to a psych ward. Your parent will either be dumped into a random hospital or rehab center, or left in the house on their own. Upon release from your psych hold, you will be expected to resume caregiving duties as though nothing happened. Except, now, adult protective services is actively investigating you, because it was determined you may be an ongoing danger to your parent.

"I am the sole caregiver for my demented parent, and I have not had a break in a couple of weeks, and I feel angry and weepy most of the time." This is bad, but not a crisis. We can get you in touch with volunteer groups for respite, and apply for state funded programs to get more day-to-day help, and talk about long-term planning for when the dementia symptoms get worse. We can get you the phone numbers for crisis lines and enroll you in a support group.

Hello Armys, I need your help.

Today I'm reaching out to ask for your help.

I recently became the victim of credit card fraud. While I was able to recover some of the money, there are two other parts: one I have to pay and the other is in dispute

Ever since Danny meet the Teen Titans and got his own transmitter he'd gotten pretty close to the hero group. He even gets regular visits from them.

Well not them, just one. He never thought Raven to be so social.

Raven preferred not to be social. She didn't want be alone, but it was easier to control her emotions when she wasn't around people.

Jon : Having a crush is ruining my life, but if you saw him you'd understand.

Kon : Ouuuhhh!!! Describe him Jon!

Jon : No. I don't want you to imagine him.

Kon : I-

Clark : Jon-

The Watchtower has many employees some that are either flying under the radar or front and center. Everyone has their individual tasks while on the Watchtower and are qualified in many different fields. They may not be like the supers who have all the special powers but they were still qualified in their fields.

Only the best of the best get to travel to space. Or that's what Tucker got from Danny after getting convinced very well into applying. They both managed to get jobs on the Watchtower just not at the same time. Tucker will work some days and Danny would work on others so they didn't really see each other that often.

Danny was the mechanic or one of the many mechanics on the Watchtower to no one's surprise. Tucker on the other hand ended up being a weapon specialist by complete accident. They found his skills in computer work and technological advances fascinating so they decided to put him in that field.

Sam had several questions and so did Danny but he was getting paid so he wasn't really complaining. That just happens to be the one field where he had to talk to people constantly. At least he wasn't alone and talking to himself or computer screen as his friends thought that he was a little bit too parasocial with his tech.

So along with randomly inventing tech Tucker with also in charge of repairing them as for some reason superheroes go through a lot of hardware in a short amount of time. Even before Danny retired he didn't go through Tucker's machinery that fast so he was insanely impressed. There was one person in particular that got on his absolute last nerve though.

Blue beetle.

No offense to the guy and he was pretty chill but anything that Tucker gives him ends up coming back in pieces not even a day later. Tucker asked countless times how it ended up in this state but he would get the same response each time. "Blue doesn't like it."

Like that was supposed to be an answer to satisfy his never-ending replacements. So Tucker just took it as a challenge to continue to make it better and good enough that it wasn't getting constantly destroyed. To satisfy whoever the hell blue was.

That challenge ended up lasting almost a year into Tucker's newly founded career. And Blue beetle actually found it more fascinating that Tucker was even letting him keep up with his gear. If he can't make anything for this one menace in his life that he shouldn't call himself an inventor or a designer.

So when Blue beetle didn't show up the same day Tucker held his breath he wasn't going to believe it until he saw it. Days turned into weeks and then weeks turned into months and he never saw him again. Of course he was worried that Blue beetle died but turns out he didn't.

There he was chilling with the newly acquired box of Tucker's design still on his hip in one piece. He had finally done it Tucker wins. Blue beetle spotted Tucker before he was leaving to go home and pulled him aside for a second. Now it would be strange if one of their employers just pulled a random employee into a side room. He had a lot of thoughts but he wasn't going to say anything until he got answers.

"I don't know what you did but this thing is insane I have never been able to use any of your stuff before because blue destroying it. Thanks man!"

"so you going to finally tell me who blue is or?"

"you don't know?"

"if I did would I be asking you?"

"alien tech man! My suit this whole thing"

This actually explained so much.

This leads to some strange situations and a lot of confusion.

—

Jason is at a meeting with two minor crime lords. He’s wearing a mask, but not the full helmet, so his hair is visible

Crime Lord #1: Red Hood, you showed up. I trust that you’re satisfied with the changes I’ve made?

Crime Lord #2, whispering: Look at his hair.

Crime Lord #1, also whispering: Shit, he removed the dye. Do you think he’s done with the whole personality crisis thing? Or does this mean it’s worse now?

Jason: The fuck are you two on about?

Crime Lord #2: Sorry, we just noticed that you washed out the hair dye. Glad you’re feeling normal again.

Jason, confused: What hair dye?

Crime Lord #1, looking at #2: Fuck, he’s sensitive about his hair. Why’d you have to mention it?

Crime Lord #2: Sorry, Hood! I just noticed that the white in your hair is back! I figure that means your personality crisis is over.

Jason, kind of offended: I never fucking dyed my hair or went through a personality crisis.

Crime Lord #1: Of course not! Ignore her.

Crime Lord #1, leaning over to #2: Seriously, shut up.

Crime Lord #2: Right, no dye! Your hair is perfect as is, and so is your personality!

Jason, really weirded out: …so anyway…

—

Stephanie is swinging through Gotham, dressed as Batgirl

Random Citizen: Hey, Batboy!

Steph, pausing to drop to the ground: It’s Batgirl, actually.

Random Citizen: Dammit, did you detransition?

Steph, wondering what gave this guy the idea that she was ever a trans man: I… what?

Random Citizen: I was so excited when we met yesterday, too. You would’ve been such good representation.

Steph: I was never… Sorry, I guess?

Random Citizen: Yeah, whatever. As long as you’re happy.

Steph: Thank you?

—

Cassandra just saved a guy from being mugged

Random Citizen: I can’t believe you were there for me again!

Cass, pretty sure she’s never seen this man in her life: Yes… again.

Random Citizen: And after you sat and listened to me talk about all my problems last week, too. You’re a real good friend, y’know that Bat?

Cass, wondering if she didn’t save this guy fast enough and he’s got brain damage: Uhm, yes, friends. I recall.

Random Citizen: You sound and look a bit different this week.

Cass: I do?

Random Citizen: Yeah, but I’m sure it’s nothing to worry about. You’re just shorter than I remember. And a woman.

Cass: Was I not a woman when we met?

Random Citizen: I don’t know, dude, but you were a good vibe, and that’s all that matters.

Cass, frowning: I’ll be going now.

Random Citizen: Wait! Do you want to grab some Bat Burger like last week?

Cass, disturbed: No.

—

Duke is walking away after stopping a bank robbery

Citizens #1 and #2: Signal!

Duke, recognizing them because he’s seen them a few times on patrol: Hey guys!

Citizen #1: You look normal today!

Citizen #2: Yeah, your skin didn’t get peeled off again, did it?

Duke, startled: My what got peeled off when?

Citizen #1, concerned: How could you forget?

Citizen #2: You told us the other day that some of your skin got peeled off during a chemical accident on a mission, and when it healed, it was a different color. But you seem fine now. I guess you did say it would be temporary.

Duke, desperately trying to recall this happening: Uh, yeah. I’m fine. Well, stay safe guys.

On a rooftop

Duke, over comms: O! Hey O, can you hear me?

Barbara: Signal, did you need something?

Duke: Was I on a mission sometime in the last week where my skin got peeled off?

Barbara: Not that I know of?

Duke, slightly relieved, but also extremely confused: Okay, thanks. Just checking.

—

Tim, Dick, and Jason are talking over comms

Tim: Earlier, I took down one of Two-Face’s goons, and he said the weirdest thing to me.

Dick: Yeah?

Tim: Yeah. He said ‘Fuck, I got beat up by the less attractive one.’

Jason, chuckling: Who’s the attractive one?

Tim: That’s what I wanted to know! So I ask, right? And he says, ‘You know, the one who wears your costume but looks better doing it.’

Jason with startled laughter: Holy shit, someone’s impersonating you?

Dick, also laughing: Some guy really said that?

Tim: Yes! And now I’ve apparently got a reputation for being the less attractive Red Robin. Stop laughing Jason, it’s not funny!

Jason: It’s really fucking funny.

Dick: It’s kinda funny.

Tim, groaning: I hate you both.

—

In the Batcave

Dick: Why are Damian and Tim staring at each other like that?

Bruce: They got in a fight. I’ve told them they can’t patrol again until they work out their issues in a calm and rational way.

Dick: Huh. What was the fight about?

Bruce: While on patrol, someone said they were relieved the short Robin was back. I’m not entirely sure if Damian was offended that he was being called short, that someone was insinuating that Tim is Robin still, or that they insinuated that Tim was more dangerous than him. Probably all three.

Dick, knowing that he went out dressed as Robin recently, and the person was definitely referencing him and not Tim: Oh… Well, I hope they work it out.

—

Bruce, landing on the GCPD headquarters rooftop after seeing the Bat Signal: What’s wrong?

Jim: Oh good, you’re back. After my last meeting with Batman, I was worried you would be gone for as long as last time.

Bruce, wondering what he did or said during their last meeting: I’m not sure what you mean.

Jim: No, of course you don’t. You always tried to say you were the same person.

Bruce, concerned now: Was someone impersonating me?

Jim: No one new. It’s good to see you back, though.

Bruce, thinking he should probably check in with Dick: Right. Why did you signal for me?

—

Bruce talking to Dick : someone needs to chaperone Damians field trip but I have a meeting could you do it

Dick: you know I want to but I have a thing with the titans that day maybe Alfred?

Bruce: he can't I had him take a day off

Dick: good for him it's been 40 years he deserves it

Bruce: yea he does but Damien still need a chaperone maybe I could ask Jason?

Dick: you want Jason to watch children

Bruce: fair point but do we have anyone else?

Tim who has been listening the entire time: I don't have anything going on I could do it

Bruce: you have to be 18 or older chum but thank you for offering though

Tim: Bruce I'm 21

Dick: what no your not your like 17

Tim: Dick Damians 16 I'm five years older

Dick: wait... OMG HES 21! Bruce how did this happen when did this happen!

Bruce: I.. don't know

Tim: believe it or not I haven't figured out how to pause the aging process, yet

Jason walking in: why is everyone yelling?

Dick: Jason how old is tim

Jason: brats 17, are you losing your touch goldie

Tim: I'm 21 jay

What if Danny was younger than Damien?

Like by the time and Danny comes into the picture Damien is 17 preparing to go to med school. And hear me out. What is it Damian also wanted a mentee/younger brother so he stalks Danny for a bit before he talks to Tim and is like "he's perfect I'll take him" fully expecting Bruce to adopt him

Now Danny for his part has been adopted as is obvious but the reason he's reaching out is because he knows the sentence are going to go to jail (Jazz has had enough and clockwork told her to go wild) and is looking for some family to take him in at least until he becomes an adult.

He met Tim a couple of times and he's pretty nice super thoughtful and doesn't push him if Danny doesn't want to. They're slowly getting to know each other until one Damian Wayne decides to speak to Danny himself. The meeting ended with a random wall in crime alley painted it with beautiful stars with the two boys laughing and Damien showing him all about the techniques he used as Danny tried it to replicate it.

Danny really liked his brother's brother. He was super nice and did they even agreed to meet up more! It's a pleasant surprise and according to Damien he wanted to meet Danny because if he was Tim's brother he's family! Honestly he doesn't understand why people call him grumpy he's such a nice dude. Maybe it's because his normal face looks like he's going to murder someone? Doesn't matter everything's going well.

It comes to the point where Danny feels comfortable enough to tell Damian about his living situation and why he's reaching out in the first place and Damien in his mind just about confirms that he's going to get adopted one way or another.

As soon as Tim finds out from Danny talking about how nice his brother is and everything he's taught him he's going to be so baffled. Like Damian Wayne? My little murder brother? The grumpy one? Are you sure we're talking about the same Damien???? And Danny's not happy because Damian is so nice how could he not see that!

It comes to the point where Damian is slowly stealing Danny away and the family tries to intervene only for Damien to pull out a mug then he got him with the words "best art teacher" as he raises one eyebrow to them.... Damien what did you learn that from Alfred stop it. it's identical

Damian does not stop he goes to Bruce asking for him to adopt Danny , he goes to Dick for advice , he's searching up about mental health and how to cook as he thinks it's going to be a good bonding activity

Tim is losing his mind because he somehow has entered a competition for his newly found little brother with the youngest gremlin that apparently just picked him up and decided to keep him

OPLA Nami x Vivi 🤲🏻