The Netherlands democratically puts a list of the 2000 best songs together every year around New Year’s and the biggest mystery every time is whether Bohemian Rhapsody wins again
i’m serious, if it doesn’t win, it’s second place
every winner before 2005 is Bohemian Rhapsody as well
why arent we talking about the constant presence of hotel california
Because you can check out any time you like, but you can never leave.
“I don’t know how to write love letters,” Frida Kahlo wrote in 1946. “But I wanted to tell you that my whole being opened for you. Since I fell in love with you everything is transformed and is full of beauty… love is like an aroma, like a current, like rain.”
There’s every chance that to keep up appearances Tim did the rich person thing when decorating his house and got an interior decorator and that nothing about it is really significant to his character. There’s every chance that said interior decorator suggested the piano for an affectation of culture, but I like to think that it’s actually Tim’s (I mean it’s a grand!!)
Janet Drake taught him herself (because you cannot convince me she was the shrew fannon makes her out to be – but that’s another post) until he started school then she insisted lessons be part of his curriculum. When she died, and Tim transferred to public school, he wanted to quit, being Robin was more important than music lessons, but Bruce wouldn’t let him. It was the only extracurricular he encouraged Tim in – he even hired the best pianist in Gotham to continue Tim’s lessons.
Tim didn’t understand why until the first anniversary of his mother’s death was approaching. Rather than practicing, he was playing his part of her favorite duet when Bruce settled on the bench next to him with a quiet, ”may I?” When Tim acquiesced Bruce began to play the other half of the duet. They played together, and by the end of the song, Tim was crying. Bruce wrapped him in a hug and said, ”the pain will never leave you, but there will be things that bring you comfort and a type of peace. Don’t push away the things that remind you of her.”
Bruce sighed into his first cup of strong black coffee. Just as he took a long sip Tim came running into the kitchen. He looked inordinately pleased with himself as he finally achieved enough forward momentum to let his stocking clad feet slide over the highly polished tile.
“’Morning B,” was the smooth, albeit brief, greeting.
It was then that World’s Greatest Detective noticed that the young man’s garish sweater had the words “Jingle bells, Batman smells” embossed across the front. Tim gave a deft twist so that Bruce was treated to the words on the back (””Robin laid an egg”).
“Tim, why are you wearing…?” was as far as Bruce got before the piercing voice of his youngest filled the room with his call for his older brother’s demise.
“من إس جلر ثانص يورث، يو وريتك!
The former Boy Wonder’s smile got even larger as Tim slid out of the kitchen and off towards the maze of rooms at the back of the mansion. Less than a second later Damian went pelting through through the kitchen.
“I shall prevail! Yours will never never be uglier than mine!,” Damien switched seamlessly to English as he zipped past his confused father. To his mild surprise Damian was also wearing a sweater but his featured a crocheted reindeer head complete with bells. “You will not defeat me!”
Alfred appeared with a plate containing breakfast, which was gently placed in front of sleep addled Dark Knight. “It would appear that Timothy’s aggressively hideous entry into Master Dick’s ugly sweater contest is the early favorite for first prize.”
“Hnnn…” Bruce sucked down the rest of his coffee hoping that the blessing of caffeine would help him to endure. He was inordinately grateful when Alfred immediately offered to refill it.
My name is Aidan, I use He/Him pronouns, and I’m gonna get top surgery! Well that’s the plan at least. I could really use some help in raising money for it, cause I’m broke as hell and my minimum wage job ain’t quite cutting it. Please help out this cool trans dude get a weight (or two) off his chest!!