#funny annoying songs music humor

[micamicster]

hey! i wanted to say i really liked the load out and american pie and the way you talked about music. when eddie talked about his feelings about bruce springsteen i felt very seen on that. i was wondering in american pie talked about how it is important for punk bands to have a sense of humor in their songs too. as someone who obviously knows a lot about punk, do you have any funny band recs (preferably female-led, but i’m not picky)?

Thank you so much for this ask this is a GREAT question I'm very excited to get into it <3

I'm gonna rec a few songs and bands and link a playlist, but im also going to be enlisting the help of @weaponsofclairvoyance and any of my other mutuals who might have suggestions! Also, as Saira pointed out, just because they're jokes doesn't mean they're good jokes (punk being a genre notoriously populated by dirtbags and idiot teens lol).

Punk humor ranges from the embarrassingly juvenile (Buzzcocks - Orgasm Addict, Childbirth - I Only Fucked You as a Joke, Replacements - Tommy Gets His Tonsils Out) to the darkly ironic (Ramones - Today Your Love Tomorrow the World, Dead Kennedys - Kill the Poor, The Muslims - Blink 9-11) to the just plain weird (The Rezillos - Flying Saucer Attack, The Cramps - I Was a Teenage Werewolf)

I think if I was going to pick one band for you to check out it would be The Cramps (female fronted with lots of weird and humorous songs to choose from, as well as just being great music). But I'll link a playlist (which I'll add people's suggestions to)! This playlist consists of the very broad topic of Punk Songs with a Sense of Humor, which includes but is not limited to Joke Songs. It's nuanced. It's complex. It's extremely dumb <3

[rightbrainuniverse]

A TUMBLR CREATOR COMMENTARY August 7, 2024

I went to AMAZON MUSIC for the first time in a while this morning for some sounds. I remembered that I thought it sucked, but I couldn't remember exactly why. It offered an Update Download, so I took that thinking it might be better. I then searched an artist I wanted to hear and selected. They played about three songs shuffled by him and then stopped playing the artist and gave me only COMPLETELY INCONGRUOUS songs that I would NEVER listen to! Of the first three, one was “Don't Worry Be Happy”. The third was “Eye of the Tiger”. Since the latter song sticks in your head whether you hate it or not, I wrote some new lyrics for it:

First the bombs, then hiding in bunkers

We didn't know what was happening

After they dropped, it all got real funky

Now I'm just a man with a broken Iphone

CHORUS:

I've got a Geiger counter strapped to my back

And I'm out searching endlessly for rations

I've got a Geiger counter, weapons I lack

The Apocalypse is right here right now – NS, tiger.

You would think these streaming services would get a clue and improve their algorithms to more closely match the genres their customers want to listen to – NOT MAKE THEM WORSE. Needless to say, I will continue to not be listening to AMAZON MUSIC...

[nmakii]

‘Can I ask you to do something about Alastor×reader? About y/n being a modern girl (2023-2024), and she often has strange gestures or words towards Alastor. One time she talked to him in modern language, making him confused and very curious. (You can expand the situation as you like, sorry my English is not very good)’

NEW IS ALWAYS BETTER!

— alastor x modern!reader (platonic or romantic!)

— alastor calls reader “good girl” so mostly fem!coded

— I WROTE THIS AND THEN IT GOT DELETED I MIGHT KMS.

alastor gets slangs that are common such as LOL, WTF, IDK but doesn’t get some that aren’t as common like LMFAO, IDRC, or WTAF since they’re just making them longer, so it’s quite useless…

he also doesn’t quite get shortcuts for words. one time you left him a note “lol brb rq imma b back in like 20 min. j gon pick smt up” most of it was honestly gibberish to him, but at the very least, he understood you’ll be back in 20 minutes.

gets really angry when you say things like “stop reaching, gooner. you’re just pissed that you’re a beta.” because; one, you’re blatantly disrespecting the radio demon and telling him to shut up. and two, he doesn’t get what any of that meant. what’s a gooner?

also gets annoyed often when you start singing songs like “i’m the alpha, i’m the leader” or “sticking out your gyatt for the rizzler” because, it’s a reflection on modern society and how music quality in modern times have plummeted significantly.

what happened to those beautiful songs such as “the man i love”? has it been replaced by this rizzler nonsense??? honestly, you’re giving alastor more and more reasons to dislike modernity… you’re lucky he finds your company enjoyable

in a desperate attempt to connect with you, he asked angel about your humor, hoping he’d understand. alastor knows that if anything, velvette would know. but, he’d rather get beaten by lucifer than ask the vees for help…

sadly for him, angel is just as confused. although, he at least knew what this alpha bullshit was, vaguely explaining furries and the alpha-beta-omegaverse to him…

you were in the hotel den, scrolling on social media as alastor walked in. “s/o, be a dear and fetch me some chicken breasts from the butcher, would you? i’d like to prepare something for tonight’s dinner.” alastor smiled

“hmm… nah. go do it yourself, furry” you giggled brattishly. “hahah… what did you call me?” alastor asked sternly, his face now close with yours, antlers increasing only slightly in size. “ah…” you stuttered.

alastor was never this mad when you said stuff like that, what was so different today? maybe he was in a bad mood? “ah… ill get it…” you conceded, using your hands to lightly push alastor away, lest he decides you’ll be for dinner…………

alastor snickered before patting you on the head. “good girl. don’t call me that again, this old dog can still learn new tricks, y’know?” he teasingly sang out. “huh?” you asked. “did you learn what a furry is?” you bit your lip, holding back your laughter.

“indeed, i did. horrifying that you’d think i would indulge in such hobbies…” he sighed, looking a little uncomfortable through his stressed smile. “what..? i don’t think you’re a furry, alastor. it’s not that deep. furry is just something that i used to laugh about with my friends back on earth.” you shallowly laughed, copying his actions by rubbing his hair.

he has to admit, that little mistranslation was a little funny looking back on it. but, he is a little disheartened that he got you scared over nothing. you were just having your fun and he got all pissed off. he’d definitely try to instead ask you about your slang as to prevent such a thing again…

[yourfavepookiebear]

Hello ! I hope you have a great day. Can I please request Leona, Lilia, and Rook with a cheerful s/o ? For example s/o is nice,friendly,funny and mostly positive ? It's okay if you don't feel like doing this though, it's up to you :)

Of course pooks ! And sorry for the late ass reply, I was hella busy these past few weeks (I'm always busy but still) anyways, this one was kinda fun to write, and I had "lay all your love on me" playing in my headphones too, cuz music helps me concentrate. It took me a long while to write this tho because my imagination is shit when it comes to coming up with stuff.

Cw : none ? Just cotton candy-material fluff. A bit ooc, and short asf. Rushed too

♡☆ Leona Kingscholar ☆♡

Has a love-hate relationship with your personality

It's complicated ; he finds it cute, but at the same time, why the hell are you being kind to anyone that isn't him ???

Naturally when someone has a good personality it means lots of people will want to be close to them, which is good for you but bad for Leona.

In conclusion, he : 1. Finds it a bit endearing. 2. Is annoyed bc you're a bug magnet (by bug he means people)

Also he's absolutely flabbergasted at how you manage to be so positive and cheerful.

You frfr need to teach him cuz he urgently needs it. (His pessimistic ass is jealous asf)

But he'll learn to appreciate it, eventually..

(Eventually means maybe in 30 years when he turns 50. Eventually also means probably never. Eventually means only god knows)

♡♤ Lilia ♤♡

Absolutely loves It.

He finally has someone to be funny, cheerful, and silly with.

Yall are fucking partners in crime at this point, (except Lilia does all the work and you just sit back and watch)

Now now, don't get your hopes up, just because you're partners in crime doesn't mean you're safe from his pranks

And worst of all, he'll definitely have you try his food. (You better run into the forest and never come back)

Appreciates your cheerfulness, and your sense of humor

♡♡ Rook ♡♡

"Oh mon dieu, QUELLE BEAUTÉ !!!"

Will make poems and songs about your cheerfulness and will most likely adress you as Kalim's counterpart (although you're a bit tamer than Kalim)

Will fr show up under your window/balcony at 5 in the morning and start singing about your "beauté sublime" (guitar in hand n all)

Will probably gift you a rabbit or sum. Don't ask why.

I hc he refers to you as "jumeau du soleil" or "beauté du jour" !!!!!!!

[jeonride]

skip and kiss

SUMMARY; mingi says, "you have to kiss me if you skip a song because you're being disrespectful to my music taste!"

FEATURING; song mingi x gn!reader

TAGS; fluff, established relationship (boyfriend!mingi), slight humor

WORD COUNT; 1.4 K

WARNINGS; use of pet names, some kissing, mentions of sexting (but there isn't any scene of it), suggestive

NOTES FROM KALA; inspired by the song that mingi recommended (skip and kiss by sik-k) and i missed this boy sm 😔🖐🏻 the song mingi does have a great taste in songs yuhh >> mingi song recs playlist here !

jeonride's masterlist / join the taglist here !

The cold air from the air conditioner blows your face. You're lying on top of Mingi's chest while his back half leaning to the sofa bed, he's stroking your hair affectionately, occasionally kissing the top of your head when he's entertained by the stories you tell about your life experiences that he finds engaging. You aren't looking at each other right now. Mingi can only see your back. Yet you feel so loved in his embrace.

You love it when Mingi listens to you tell stories, making you the center of his attention. He always makes you the sole object of his attention when you tell him anecdotes or stories even though sometimes, they aren't that important, and aren't even funny. But Mingi likes to hear you ramble your thoughts to him. He stores everything about you in a room inside his brain while observing how you think when you respond to an annoying moment with your co-workers. According to Mingi, when he hears you tell him a story, he gets to know your attitude and the way you act, and how you solve problems, which inspires him to deal with difficult things in this life.

You are his role model. Mingi is your biggest fan in everything you do. Sometimes you wonder why he likes you that much. There was a moment when you were remaining silent, literally just breathing but Mingi looked at you as if you were a TV show that was so interesting and worth it for him to binge-watch.

Like now, Mingi kisses your cheek while complimenting you. "Your skin feels so soft," his compliments sound half-whispered, but you can feel his sincerity knocks your heart.

"Yeah because I applied your moisturizer." you reply with a slight touch of humor, successfully making Mingi laugh. His laugh makes you smile instantly.

"That's okay, you can use it. We can share, I don't mind."

You stroke his hand in response. Then there is a moment of silence between the two of you. You're really enjoying this moment— weekend, and you can spend time together with Mingi without worrying about unfinished assignments. Spending time with your boyfriend always manages to charge your energy again before starting a brand new day which will be just as tiring as days you successfully passed.

"Baby, I'm sorry can you hand me my phone? Wanna listen to my playlist while we're laying like this." he says, you follow Mingi's gaze to the table in front of your gray sofa bed. You get up slightly, struggling to pick up Mingi's phone on the wooden table because you are too lazy to stand. Not when you can feel the warmth of Mingi's embrace and his sturdy hands wrapped around your waist as if to imply 'don't go anywhere, please just stay in my embrace.'

You manage to grab Mingi's phone without actually standing up, then hand the phone with always pristine screen to its owner. "Here,"

"Thank you, baby." Mingi enters the password on the lockscreen. His hands are still wrapped around your waist as he holds the phone and his chin lands on your shoulder, so you get a view of what he's doing on his phone. You giggle as you look at Mingi's wallpaper— it's your photo, the one you sent him over chat. It's a selfie of you sensually licking on a lollipop, deliberately teasing Mingi. You remember sending it in the middle of the night and successfully getting Mingi to call you, asking for a sexting and you agreed.

"The wallpaper's cute,"

"Oh, shit." Mingi hides his face in the crook of your neck. "Please pretend like you don't see anything."

"And why is that?"

"I'm... embarrassed." You can feel how hot Mingi's cheeks are on your skin. You chuckle, then your hand strokes the top of his head, ruffling his hair gently because you think Mingi is so adorable right now.

"Why are you embarrassed? I remember even when sexting you were so—"

"Okay, baby. Stop. I'm really embarrassed now..."

You turn your head to the side, holding Mingi's chin with your forefinger, directing his face to look at you. He looks up, gazing at you shyly. You can see both of Mingi's ears turning red now.

"My baby being embarrassed, huh?"

Mingi nods slowly, looking adorable and delightful at the same time. Seeing how embarrassed his expression is, you don't continue your teasing.

Mingi on the other hand starts to open his playlist, and connecting his phone to the speakers in the tv room of his apartment via bluetooth. He presses the play button, it's only the first song, literally just started. But you press the skip button.

"Hey!" Mingi reprimands, his tone gets higher an octave. He seems disappointed. "You can't do that, baby. At least, not when the first song jus started!"

"But I'm in the mood to listen to the next song," you retort, cut the chase.

Mingi sighs in an unbelievable look. "Then you have to kiss me if you skip a song because you're being disrespectful with my music taste!"

"Oh come on, Mingi!" you protest. But eventually nod in agreement. This big baby of yours has to be obeyed otherwise his lips will continue to pout. "Okay then, deal."

Mingi smiles with satisfaction. He points to his soft and pink lips— that look so tempting, signaling you to kiss him. "Then kiss me. You just skipped literally the first song,"

You nod, smiling— the duchenne smile, and Mingi finds it enthralling, so lovely. You lean closer to him, kissing his lips softly. As soon as you suck on Mingi's lower lip, he instinctively opens his mouth. Returning your kiss with all his love. But when his tongue just met yours, you pull away. Mingi's face imprinted with a disappointed look, "Baby—"

"If I keep kissing you it will be a neverending make out session, Mingi. I've known you for years."

"Oh," he laughs. "You know me too well."

You return to your respective positions, you rest your head on Mingi's chest as if he was your pillow. You love hearing his heartbeat that always races when he's with you. Beating fast just for you.

Mingi's hand slowly slips into the shirt you're wearing, his shirt, the one he gave you when you arrived at his apartment. You were all wet because of the rain.

His large palm strokes your stomach, up and down. There is no lust involved, he just wants to give you a few strokes to soothe your body that had been working hard all week.

"Baby," he calls you in such a honey-like voice. "Can you just skip the next song?"

"Huh? Why?"

"I wanna be kissed by these pretty lips." Mingi strokes your lips with his thumb even though you have your back facing his face. He did it by muscle memory.

"Nope. Unfortunately the third one is also my favorite song,"

"Okay, changing rules. You have to kiss me everytime you listen to each song on my playlist."

You chortle. "Hey, that's cheating! We have to stick around to the first rule."

"Baby," he whines, with his deep ass voice though. "I'm the one who made this kissing game so I have the absolute right to change the rules."

"It's like you're forcing me to kiss you, Mingi." you shake your head acting as if you're disappointed, but a smile forms on your face. Happy just with the thought of him desperately wanting to be kissed by you.

"No, no please don't be misunderstood, I'm just... eager to—"

You kiss his lips again, at this time to shut his mouth. Mingi is surprised, of course. But he returns your kiss wholeheartedly. You open your mouth once his tongue knocks on your lips with such tenderness, wanting you to open your mouth for him and only him. Your tongue meets with his, entwining, saliva mixing. Mingi also grazes your teeth one by one with his surprisingly flexible and skilled tongue. Your fingers run to his hair, as he deepens the kiss by cupping your cheek.

The cold air from the air conditioner does nothing to lower the heat of the fire inside your chest. It's the way he kisses you that makes you weak. He feels like he wants all of you, wants to savor all of you, wants to feel the word 'baby' from your mouth on his lips while he's kissing you passionately. Everything about you is so addicting to him. Oh, you're such a lovely creature in his eyes.

Mingi ends the kiss when he can feel you need to catch your breath. He smiles, a smile that looks prettier than anything you've seen in this world. And you're sure you'll fail when you look for something more beautiful to beat his smile.

"I will never get enough of your kiss."

"Of course you do, Mingi."

And both of you laugh together, hearts feeling full with love for each other.

© jeonride 2023. all rights reserved. please do not copy, translate, plagiarize, or repost any of my writing anywhere!

[catboymoments]

Okay I’ve now actually watched hazbin (pirated) and here are my thoughts

Hater zone first. The dialogue felt really unnatural and to be honest I didn’t like a lot of the songs besides loser baby and out for love and that’s like bare minimum “okay I don’t hate it” in terms of Liking it. It got annoying at points with how Charlie was written and there were a lottt of really unnecessary characters I feel??? What was even the point of velvette existing LMFAO. It felt very messy. The whole time I was like “this is like cocomelon for hot topic tv”

I didn’t like poison from a musical perspective and I felt like a lot of it was very egregious. Like over the top sexualized sa. I was like “I don’t wanna see your Spider Ass Angel put that thang AWAY” but I do understand how his experience with being abused in the porn industry would be different and how he’s like. Yayyy self destruction I hate my life if I’m too high I don’t have to feel anything :D!!! And I see how people would be uncomfortable with it!!! But like tldr I get it but it’s not something I enjoyed watching

The funny bits were the ones that didn’t rely on Fuck Word or overt sexual humor (nifty zoning out for the commercial or angel going “HA!!” When husk said “these fuckin angels won’t stop coming!”) because they weren’t FORCED!!! Also Velvette walking into the overlord meeting and going “hi old 👐” to Carmilla was funny in hindsight she really did that. Uncalled for. Speaking of Carmilla I LOVED HER I wish she had more screen time because she was so important to the plot??? Like WHAT?!?!??! And a really appealing design for a vivziepop character !!! Big paws. Good.

Also. I understand the point of loser baby now- at first I was like “that’s kind of a weird way to help someone feel better” but now I see it’s like “hey we all suck and we’re on the same team so don’t worry about us looking down on you babestie”

tldr I didn’t like it but now I get a few parts of it and I can rewrite it better 🫶 yay

[stinkysam]

Serge “Frenchie” - Same difference ?

Warning : none

Genre : fluff

Synopsis : “I have a silly little thought about fluff with a male reader where Frenchie and him bond because Frenchie is french(from France) and reader is French-canadian(from Quebec)” - anon

Reader : male (he/you)

A/N : I'm not from Québec so I tried to find words/sentences the reader could use to make it more obvious where the reader is from but it's hard. I can't Google translate it 😔 I hope it's not too much tho but it was fun looking for sayings and shit // FYI the word Nice is also the name of a big city in France. Also I hope my pareil/paris joke lands ._.

You were presented to the rest of the boys shortly after they regained their anti-supes activity.

Butcher never questioned where you came from, so they all thought you were from around here as well, that is, until you got to Frenchie.

You awkwardly sat there on the couch in front of the TV next to Kimiko. Hughie, M.M, Butcher and Annie were gone.

Only you, Kimiko, Frenchie and 3 or 4 dudes hiding some white powder in various objects to export them somewhere were there.

You turned your head back, bored, watching what Frenchie was doing.

You listened closely and you could hear some music playing in French. Was it Koba laD you could hear ?

That made you wonder. Was it a random French song in his playlist ? Was he French ? Or was it both ? The way he spoke was weird too, he had like a small accent… Could he be French ?

You stood up, taking in your surroundings, stopping to let a guy pass, before walking to Frenchie slowly and looking at what his hands were working on. It looked like a bomb but the timer kept doing whatever it wanted.

“Rah, putain, cette merde veut pas marcher !” He complained, throwing his tools on the table in frustration.

You looked at him with a surprised expression, your staring grabbing his attention.

“Quoi ?” He asked, a hint of annoyance still clear in his voice.

“Criss, c'pour ça ‘Frenchie’ ?” You asked, now understanding such a name. He listens to French music and has an accent because he is French.

He looked at you, confused. What do you mean ‘that's why’, of cou- wait, did you just speak French ?

He looked at you, studying you. ‘Criss’ ?

“Why else ?” He replied, hands on his hips, his French accent sounding more noticeable to you suddenly.

“After ‘Mother's Milk’ did you really expect me to question your name ?” You crossed your arms and tilted your head.

“Fair enough, mon ami.” He chuckled. “T’es d'où ?” He asked, his right hip against the desk he was working on.

“Québec. Toi ?”

“Aah.” He nodded slowly, understanding better, scratching his chin before speaking proudly, smiling. “Marseille.”

“Nice.”

“No, no,” He started, making you frown in confusion. “Marseille.” He repeated. “Not Nice. Pas pareil.” He said, shaking his head, seemingly proud of his joke.

You stared at him for a second and spoke.

“Pas Paris ?” You replied, making him frown in confusion, quietly repeating your words before finally understanding your joke.

“Wow, it's… even worse than mine.” He said, slightly amused. His wasn't funny but yours ? He shook his head and grimaced. Down right bad.

“You go low, I go lower ?” You tried, eyes squinted, a smile tugging at your lips.

“I fear that sometimes it's better not to, mon ami. To keep your uh, dignité or whatever.”

“Mh.” You nodded, acting as if you were thinking about it before continuing. “Non. J’préfère going lower, tsé.”

“So the unfunny jokes are a deliberate choice, huh ?” He asked, turning back toward the desk, grabbing a few things and you hummed.

“Mais chu bon public, sinon.” You quickly said as if to reassure him you had a regular humor. “Tu fais-tu une bombe ? C'quoi qui marde ?”

“Je sais pas, ça me casse les couilles.” He replied, going back to his original annoyed mood.

“Can I help ?”

“You know how to make a bomb ? Or program a timer ?”

You shook your head ‘no’ and Frenchie seemed to think for a moment before nodding to himself and waving you to come closer.

“I'll teach you.”

Since that day, you, Frenchie and Kimiko were often found together, if not always.

You both liked learning things. You, how to use a weapon and reload it accordingly. Him, how to speak French Québécois.

He learned Kimiko's sign language that only her and her brother spoke, so there was no way he wouldn't want to learn yours either, even if it was close to his.

You’d teach him sayings and words. He loves hearing you swear, he finds it so funny. Though he makes sure to not laugh at you because he doesn't want your wrath directed toward him.

While you can lose your words in English and stammer, you never seem to lose them in Québécois.

Sometimes he doesn't understand you because you're speaking too fast or using sayings he hasn't learned yet. He just nods as if he's gotten it and looks at Kimiko, who has even less of an idea of what you're saying.

He has trouble speaking French Québécois because it's the same as French but with different rules and sayings and he struggles getting rid of the French rules he's learned. It sounds the same so why is it so different ?

Can't say the same about swear words. He knows them and will use them accordingly.

Everyone hates when you two are not speaking English during important discussions.

“What is he saying ?” Annie asked quietly, looking at you.

The French she learned at school was way too rusty to understand anything, like everyone else's, even though they got a few words, but understanding what you were saying ? Beyond impossible. Your accent was too strong.

“Speak slowly.” Said M.M, hoping it'll be easier. But instead of translating or repeating slowly, you continued.

“Câlisse ! On r’trouve le head-popper là pis on lui pop sa tête à ce mangeux de marde d’Homelander, pis un coup parti ; sa blonde.”

Butcher turned to Frenchie to translate but instead he spoke in French too.

“Mais tu sais où le trouver ?” He asked, not caring that the others didn't understand. Ignoring Butcher's annoyance.

“Super-powered children's orphanage ?” You replied simply.

“Qu'est-ce qui te fait penser qu'il vient de là ?”

“Nothing. Mais c't'un start.” You said as if it was obvious.

“Oi, will one of you stop blabbering nonsense and speak English ?” Butcher intervened, his patience wearing thin, holding his hand between you and Frenchie as if to physically stop you from speaking more.

“He says… we can try finding the head-popper to kill Homelander and Stormfront by checking the super-powered children's orphanage.” Frenchie finally said.

“And what makes him think they're from there ?” Butcher asked.

“As I said, it's a start. A possibility.” You replied, shrugging. “Don't know why they popped Rayner’s head, but they can't be on Homelander’s side.” You added.

“And why not, eh ?” Butcher frowned, turning toward you a bit more, wanting to know your logic.

“Because our head would've popped already, no ?” Frenchie answered, getting what you were thinking.

Everyone stayed silent, maybe you two had a point. But whoever it was who popped Rayner’s head couldn't be on the ‘good’ side either or else, they wouldn't have done it.

You had half a plan found, only the other half was needed.

Traduction - Translation :

Rah, putain, cette merde veut pas marcher. - Rah, fuck, this shit refuses to work.

C'pour ça ‘Frenchie’ ? - That's why ‘Frenchie’ ?

T'es d'où ? - Where are you from ?

Toi ? - You ?

Pas pareil. - Not the same.

Pas Paris. - Not Paris.

Dignité. - Dignity.

Non. J’préfère going lower, tsé. - No, I prefer going lower, you know.

Mais chu bon public, sinon. - But I’m easy to please, though.

Tu fais-tu une bombe ? C'quoi qui marde ? - Are you making a bomb ? What's not working ?

Je sais pas, ça me casse les couilles. - I don't know, it pisses me off.

Câlisse ! On r’trouve le head-popper là pis on lui pop sa tête à ce mangeux de marde d’Homelander, pis un coup parti ; sa blonde. - Fuck ! We find the head-popper then we pop this shit-eater Homelander’s head and his girl’s too while we're at it.

Qu'est-ce qui te fait penser qu'il vient de là ? - What makes you think he comes from there ?

Mais c't'un start. - But it's a start.

[lets-try-some-writing]

How would the tfp bots and cons react to the musical AU where humans are always singing out of nowhere basically music comes out of nowhere and they are singing and dancing to express themselves

Confusion. Sheer fragging confusion.

On Cybertron, songs are indeed a part of the culture. But music is a special thing, usually sacred to a degree in most cases. Even when it is not intrinsically tied to some important act or ceremony, song is special and warrants attention. There is a special line drawn between music meant to just make noise and song that actually matters.

Humans busting out of the woodworks with songs periodically for seemingly no reason or for relatively petty things would be... unsettling to say the least. Optimus would likely just be disappointed in the quality of music considering his deeply history rich upbringing. Ratchet would be more annoyed than anything else since for him the music made by humans sits firmly in the "Irrelevant background noise" category. He might try and find the reason WHY humans do what they do, but largely he would try to ignore it. Bulkhead I think would simply be startled since its so random. Miko busting into song while sitting in his passenger seat would almost certainly send him swerving a few times before he learns to adjust.

Arcee might humor Jack once in a while when he tries to instinctually drag her into a song. But other than that she wouldn't care all that much except for when they are trying to do something important and a human busts into a musical number. Bumblebee and Smokescreen would be ridiculously invested in finding the source of the musical number plague that prompts spontaneous songs and gets whoever is closest to play music. They would be the most involved in finding out HOW the wind always manages to dramatically swirl Miko's hair when she's singing about fighting enemies.

Ultra Magnus would lose his mind. Not literally of course. However he would be driven half mad in his attempts to decipher HOW humanity seems to have a hive mind but only when its time for a musical number. He's the one with the white board of theories and red string in his room.

He will figure it out or die trying.

Wheeljack just thinks its funny and tries to prompt songs with offhanded comments.

[garnetea]

concept: little bit of nanami with a black girlfriend because it's exigent to society. (sfw)

★ nanami loves your wash days, more than you do honestly, and rightfully so, because it's such a goddamn workout. he's more adamant about you staying on top of your wash days than anyone. when you claim he can only be so rigid about it because he doesn't know how straining and repetitive it can be to take care of your hair, he's now threatening to help you get it done while searching for the necessary supplies. it's also quite likely that he'd surprise you (for better or for worse) with your basket of hair supplies on the side of the tub the next time you go in to sit on the toilet and scroll for forty minutes, particularly when you "forget" to take the initiative.

★ generally though, he just loves admiring the process and assisting where you'll allow him to. lathering and scrubbing with shampoo is already satisfying in most cases, but with your hair type? god... your shrinkage is bewitching to watch, your sui generis curl patterns are peerless, and seeing you thoroughly detangle, deep condition and rinse is a blessing to be alive for.

★ when he comes with you to family cookouts it’s funny to hear your family tease you about having a white boy, meanwhile you’re insisting that they play too much and he’s japanese. the assumptions are admittedly a little annoying after the second gathering, but the energy is never hostile, and it’s sweet how you always whisper an apology to him for your family’s teasing sense of humor. plus, the food is somehow always phenomenal, despite seeming so intuition based??? not ONCE did he see a measuring cup. he still has yet to fully wrap his head around how something as piquant as gumbo isn't eaten everywhere. “many things in life are neither good nor bad. however, this meal is by far the best i've had in quite a while.”

★ one more thing. nigga, r&b and jazz? shit, r&b and jazz MIXED? he’s never been a big fan of music too loud like rap, rock or cyberpunk. he prefers it more chill and easy to understand; instrumentals are certainly lovable. if he hears you play any artists like sade, frank ocean, erykah badu, marvin gaye, or elujay, he’s paying a little more attention to you, because he can’t miss an opportunity to watch you dance. imagine him looking up with his eyes alone from some newspaper he’s looking over, just because he saw you move your hips and sing a few lyrics. don’t be surprised if he plays a few of your songs on his own playlist.

★ garnetea productions. all rights reserved, do not plagiarize.

[sanityshorror]

Introducing...Sullivan Sweeney !

Sullivan Sweeney is a character from The Hellcrew Project and the newest to be officially released as of June 2024.

[Proper ref art coming soon]

Click read more for info!

Basic Character information

Full Name:

Western Name: Sullivan Feng Sweeney

Chinese Name: 鄭勁風 [traditional Chinese characters]; Zheng Jingfeng [Anglicized]

Alias(s) & Nickname(s):

The Wigmaker

The Hairdresser from Hell

Sulli

Feng/Fēng

Species:

Current: Demon [incubus]

Former: Human

Age:

21 (locked)

152 (true age)

Birth Date:

January 29th, 1872

Gender:

Nonbinary; masc-fem fluid

Pronouns:

They/Them/He (strongly prefers they/them, however)

Sexual Orientation:

Bisexual

Height:

6’3” (barefooted)

6’4½” (in boots)

Weight:

175lbs

Hair:

Dyed/Colored: Dark vibrant blue with bright purple highlights

Natural: black

Eyes:

Current/Demon: bright yellow iris; white pupils

Former/human: golden-brown

Body Type:

Healthy/Average

Lean and fit but not all that muscular

Ethnicity:

Irish-American (father's side)

Chinese (mother's side)

Place of Birth:

Luoyang (洛阳市) in Henan (河南) Province, China

Luoyang was known as Henanfu (河南府) in 1872

Current Residence:

Boston, Massachusetts

Appearance:

Tall, slender but healthy. Dresses in a punk-goth style but wears bright colors.

Notable Features:

Yellow iris and white pupils

Long black claws

Bright blue-purple hair

Always wears white boots (which match their white corset)

Personality:

Feisty

Sarcastic

Thinks highly of themselves

Intelligent

Seems very quiet at times due to selective mutism

Hard worker

Easily annoyed

Calm but quick to fly into a rage without warning

Scheming

S tier troll; pretty funny; good sense of humor

Easily bored

Very bossy

Likes:

Doing hair

Reading

Art

Fussing over Octavian

Shopping

Make up

Music

When others listen to them

Food.

Pissing off Lucien for shits and giggles.

Spa pamper time with Sera and Duvessa

Helping Seamus and Julius with ‘work’

“Making wigs”

Dislikes:

Being pestered

Questioning they feel are “stupid”

Their human life and their death being brought up

Killian, not a fan of Julius either, but they are more tolerant towards Julius.

Interruptions

“Uncooperative customers”

Kids (they kind them annoying but they don't hate them)

Being fetishized(they'll cut you)

Family Members:

Father (deceased)

Mother (deceased)

Siblings (deceased)

Relationship Status:

Taken, in a relationship with Octavian Doherty

Friendships/Allies:

The Hellcrew

Enemies:

The entire ass world

Crimes/Criminal History:

Yes.

Classification of Murderer:

Sadistic serial killer

Method of Murder:

Yes.

Motivation:

Art, beauty, turn on

Kill Count:

Unknown

Strengths:

Inhuman strength

Immortal

Can read minds

Can control people's thoughts

Weaknesses:

Their boots are chains to hell and they can never go further than a 10 mile radius of the pocket dimension

Catchphrase:

“Now, watch what I do next!”

Other Notable Quotes:

“Wouldn't you like to know?”

“Shut the fuck up, Westerner!”

“You need to log out of life.”

Theme song:

Coma White by Marilyn Manson

Backstory:

(will be added soon I'm rushing this out sorry)

Additional Information:

(Coming soon)

Fun Facts:

(Coming soon)

Want to know more? Ask me on my Tumblr https://SanitysHorror.tumblr.com/ask

Hellcrew Master post: x

[bloombubs]

Adrian Chase x reader dating headcanons where reader had worked alongside Harcourt and John for years and was forced to relocate with them to since they also helped Task Force X defeat with Harcourt and John. Maybe here, reader has done gymnastics for years and incorporated their gymnastics skills into their fighting styles. And maybe they are pretty shy in the beginning, often times clinging to John or Harcourt (which they don’t mind) but once reader gets used to the new recruits (Adrian, peacemaker, Leona), they’re pretty energetic and bubbly and also an idiot

I'm going to apologize now and say I definitely did not hit the head of the nail with this one.

notes: ....idek. mentions sexual themes. 1kish words. thank you for being the first request <3

In the midst of the team's activities and occasional chaos, Adrian always noticed you. Your silence amidst the noise intrigued him, and he saw it as a challenge to get to know you. But you clung around Economos and Harcourt in the beginning.

Despite his boisterous nature, Adrian made a concerted effort to get to know you. He sensed a potential for humor and snark beneath the surface and was determined to uncover it. He had a gut feeling that you were full of funny comments, snarky replies. He always noted how you bit your lip, rolled your eyes, and shook your head. Some ideas caused your eyes to widen, whether it sounded exciting or completely stupid.

Not content with simply observing you, Adrian took his curiosity to Harcourt and Economos. His relentless questions about you, ranging from your music preferences to your quirks, often left them a little annoyed but entertained.

“So, do they like Taylor Swift?” “I don’t know, Vig, you ask them.”

“Do you think they’d go out to the bar?” “Are you going to ask them out on a date?” “What? No, what makes you say that?”

Adrian made it a habit to sit beside you whenever the opportunity presented itself. Whether it was during briefings, downtime, or meals, car rides, he strategically positioned himself next to you, ready to engage in conversation.

Your reactions became his focal point. Adrian would glance at you whenever something noteworthy happened, waiting for your response. Majority of the time when he spoke, it was directed at you–hoping to get a reaction.

Adrian’s jaw visibility hit the floor when he saw your style of fighting. You’re so flexible, so grateful on your feet. He didn’t know you were a gymnast, but it was a lovely surprise. You felt more confident in showing your ability, mostly prepping yourself with Chris would make a lewd comment about your flexibility and how it piqued his interest. It definitely piqued Adrian’s.

Adrian compared you to being the next version of Nightwing, which was far from the truth, but you found it flattering either way. “You’re no match for Judomaster,” “He knocked me out with the first punch, Vig.” “…Maybe it was a fair fight.”

Maybe it was the first time in the car that he saw you singing along to the song, nodding your head and smiling at everyone. Eagly perched in your lap once, you were petrified. Adrian saw the sight endearing and wholesome–a photo for him to take to add to the collection of his best friends.

He added you on Facebook randomly at three AM.

Eventually, he did invite you out to the bar. As well as the others because he was a bit nervous himself to be on a date with someone like you–he thinks you're the coolest, sweetest, talented, badass person he had ever met.

On this date, everyone took a hint and left you two alone, Harcourt and Economos giving you a look before they left.

The two talked about everything and anything–once you fully peeled back from your shell–with a few drinks to help–Adrian just couldn’t get you off his mind.

Somehow it spiraled to the two of you doing drunk karaoke.

He definitely didn’t drink as much to make sure you got back to where you were staying–he even took you for a ride in his Vigilante mobile.

The night finished and he asked for another date, but just him and you this time right off the bat. You agreed and kissed him on the cheek before ending the night.

Adrian definitely texted Chris all about it. You definitely texted Harcourt all about it as well.

Everyone just knew the two would wind up together at this point.

Leota and Chris placed a bet when Adrian would ask you out.

Chris said he would would be too chickened to ask you out.

Leota was convinced that he would wait at least two months–in the similar fate that Adrian just needed to build courage to ask you to be his significant other.

False.

Adrian never formally asked you to be his significant other. After a couple of months filled with constant dates, sleepovers, and quickies in the Vigilante mobile, both of you assumed exclusivity without the need for explicit conversations.

You would always support his decision on any choice of weapon. But you adamantly believed that Economos had the right to use a chainsaw, passionately advocating for his moment to shine.

Seeing you in action became one of Adrian's biggest turn-ons. Whether in a protective or provocative way, his eyes were always glued to you in the field, often causing distractions as he couldn't help but admire your skills.

One day you both come into the headquarters, covered in hickies. No one was surprised, but god they had a field trip making fun of you two.

The classic, did a vacuum cleaner suck on your neck?

Adrian would just claim that he was testing the limit of what his body could handle–turns out, he can endure a lot.

Chris just made a remark that you were claiming dominance over someone that never needed it in the first place.

But you two are safe, nothing could ever top seeing Leota’s wife’s nudes–unless Adrian would accidentally leak the homemade videos the two of you on a whim decided to make.

After missions, you two would watch whatever movie Adrian wanted to see, have a small dinner, hear him ramble about anything and everything.

He tries teaching you DND.

You scared Harcourt, Adebayo, and Economos once when they were needing to have an emergency meeting and you weren’t sleeping in your bed–but you were over at Adrian’s.

Chris would definitely try to convince Adrian for a threesome. A man’s gotta try.

Adrian would refuse to let you get hurt on the field and he would be damned if anyone was trying to harm you. He would not let you do anything alone–which didn’t necessarily mean you had to be paired with him, but you wouldn’t be alone.

[abbyzenken]

Alright you people.... SPLITTER GIRL HEADCANON EXPLOSION TIME!!!! :3

In my days of using Tumblr but I have never posted headcanons nor think much about tuem... but splittet girl is making my head full of tjem so here we go

1 . She is roommates with chemical girl. Splitter really loves annoying the shit out of her and even calls her "chemical-X" (funny powerpuff girls reference... eeheheheh);; on a side note, they live on a duplex

1.1 Some stupid shit Splitter really LOVES to do is push bowling balls down the stars, blasting very shitty music and so on ^^ To annoy her roommate even more, she blasts this super shitty "song", at max volumne, not even bothering to turn it off nor be even more quiet; she just sits there and dances like a drunk lady. Hell, she will even laugh like a bitch (song link below, view at your VERY own risk, it is so fucking shitty oh my god someone please take away this guy's suno activies)

• Speaking of this... she dances like an idiot^^

...anyway I apologize for putting a shitty """song"""... back to what I was ramblign about

2 . Splitter girl REALLY loves doing parodies of children's books and those fuckass AI ""songs"", and oh boy are they so fucking funny;; She made alot of parodies of the shitpiece linked below

3 . Her room is just a bunch of wires, cables, chargers and whatever the fuck,, Weevil said that she'd have a shitty depression room but I personally think it would be shittier. There would be posters of badly drawn stickmen, unorganized wires under her bed and so on

4 . Speaking of the stickmen,, she draws like Brewstew:pp she also watches Brewstew alot because it suits her humor and gets a super good laugh ay them,, not to mention has merch^^

5 . She has VERY shitty hair. Like it is all knotty and shit, super hard to detangle that someone, regardless if it is her roommate or somebody else, has to make her go to a super professional hairdresser

6 . She makes ramen when she is SUPER high. When I say super high I mean like, a fucked up combination of someone smoking a blunt, Lindshey Lohan and an extremely shitty person. When making ramen, she would put all sorts of random bullshit - makeup, olives, anything, INCLUDING wood and metal. And then she dumps it all into the toilet and. fucking clogs it. And then her roommate would wonder what the hell happened and who made knock-off fairy dust and calls a plumber to fix that shit

7 . Unironically plays knockoffs of well-known games. Like instead of "Uno", she would play a very shitty knockoff called "Cnuno". I'd like to imagine that she just brought it one day and shoved it on chemical girl's face. It went like this :

"HEY GIRLIE!!!! LOOK WHAT I BROUGHT!!" "oh, that's nice^^ what is it, the game uno? "Oh Chemical-X, it's better! Do you wanna play... THE SHITTIER VERSION CNUNO?^^" "...what the FUCK is a Cnuno?!"

8 . Fast typer. Like in her journal entry she has so much spelling mistakes (such as "me/.", "norma;l" and so on). Not to mention she would also not put a comma where needed, and would put all caps letters when making a sentence sometimes (sOmethign lik;e This; yes I am typing like splitter just for this example)

9 . She absolutely LOVES getting drunk and going to sobriety tests. She would hope that her table will be the drunk table and if it is, she will scream so fucking loud and immediatly get as much as she can, and on the sobriety test, she is absolutely fucking shitty

10 . She and chemical girl would go to the same school and would share some of the same classes^^ For example, they would share woodshop class - chemical would be extremely good at it, meanwhile splitter sucks ass at it

That's all I have^^ I will share more splitter headcanons and possibly of the other girls (including chemical) tomorrow, so please look foward to it:3

[porcelaintoybox23]

Helluva Boss season 2 episode 4 (quick review)

Andrealphus is fucking annoying. Sorry to the VA but why???

Why does Striker let Stolas keep his phone?

"How many cowboys do you know?" Lmao, thank you, Moxie.

"Sexy" humor is bad again.

"Oh shit." That was funny.

I'm surprised Loona is being this docile.

The spelling gag has run its course, please stop.

Why does a hell resident care about cursing. Ma'am, do you know where you live? Hell needs consistency, please.

Song... not a fan. I might've liked more in his first episode.

Stolas is being pretty funny this episode.

There's a lot of bloat:

Blitz fighting with some Karen?

The cowboys and Moxie being called Queer? Sigh...lazy and unnecessary. I'm not offended just bored.

Was striker originally this lame?

Did you know? If you curse every other word, it becomes funnier/s

Lmao, let's go torture!

Ew, ew ew ew no one fucking cares about your sex life.

Loona hasn't spoken once. Is she a dog or daughter.

I really hate Andrealphus.

Why would Stella not realize killing Stolas would get her nothing? Why is she just a stupid, hateful bitch? Fucking tired man, this isn't entertaining.

Are we fuxking serious? A season and a half of assassination attempts over in a comedic beat because Stella is so outrageously stupid her patronizing brother had to point out the obvious fact that Stolas dying gives her nothing? Who wrote this!

Stolitz epsiode again. What did M & M and Loona really do?

Why all the music?

Flash over substance. Loona received no development at all. She doesn't speak the entire episode.

Moxxie beating striker doesn't feel great. There's no mini arc. He just gets crushed.

Why does Blitz care about Stolas again? Remember the whole season 1 dinner?

Git bevver swoon...shoot me. I'm begging

I don't feel bad for Stolas.

Lovely ending shots. The episode did look nice.

Rating:

Personally, 4/10

Fairly, 1/10

[minijenn]

Jen Tortures Herself With Every Dreamworks Animated Movie Ever: The Boss Baby: Family Business

So would you believe me if I told you this movie is better than the first Boss Baby? I mean it's not... much better, but still, improvements were made here. Let's talk about them.

We jump foward to a now adult Tim, who has fallen out of touch with his brother Ted (the original Boss Baby) and struggles to connect with his daughter Tabitha. He soon discovers his baby Tina is on assignment from BabyCorp to stop a new villain intent on wiping out all parents. Tina gives both Ted and Tim a formula to make them both young again, recruiting their help on this mission and roping them into all sorts of Mischief ala the first movie but... like I said, marginally better.

So yeah, once again, very silly plot for a very silly movie. And yet... I don't know, it feels more... genuine than the first one did? Like it leans less on the obvious "oh look at funee baby in suit talking like a businessman" (though there is still plenty of that) and leans more on character interactions and I gotta respect that. Especially since it actually gives me a reason to care about Ted and Tim this time around, actually strengthening their bond and reflecting on how they weren't there for each other growing up like they promised they would be, and how they're given a second chance to change that now. Idk, just some pretty nice thematic stuff in there, along with Tim learning to be a better dad to his kids along the way (daddy issues in Dreamworks movies, they never stop, I Swear).

The characters here are... ok. Better than they were in the first movie, I mean fuck, the titual Boss Baby is toned down a lot and is honestly one of the least painful parts of this. Tim is also better, mostly bc he's actually an adult here so he's not your annoying kid stereotype like he was before. Tina is... kind of annoying, being the source of all of the "business baby" jokes and she grates on the nerves every now and then. Tabitha is ok though, getting some good development alongside Tim. Then we have our villain, Armstrong, who is... surprisingly funny? Like he isn't the funniest dreamworks baddie by any means, but he was certainly watchable. Hell, you could kind of say that for this movie as a whole, really.

The humor here is a little better, striking surprisingly a little more mature than last time (featuring an insane joke about agnostics like what the fuck Dreamworks I never would have thought you'd ever reference religion again after Prince of Egypt holy shit). The emotional beats also hit just a touch more, feeling a good degree less forced than the first movie's. And yet for everything this movie does well, I think its biggest problem is it drags on for far too long, just meandering with scenes that don't need to be anywhere near as long as they are, into a movie with a longer runtime than it probably should have had. It gets... tiring, after a while, and you get to the point where you just want the damn thing to end.

The animation here is really nothing special, basically looking identical to the first movie's, though I will say a few of the imagination sequences were sort of eye catching here. The music is also pretty simplistic but there were a few diagetic songs that I thought were... ok enough. Pretty unoffensive in that reguard, though of course, the pop songs just couldn't keep their nose out of this movie either.

Like I said, its far from being anything resembling good, but fuck, I watched Spirit Untamed last night and this was better than that and it was also better than the first movie, so that's gotta count for something. Even then though, it doesn't count for... that much.

Overall Rating: 4/10

Verdict: Pay tribute to the Greatest Dreamworks Character Ever: The Agnostic Kid

Previous Review (Spirit Untamed)

Next Review (The Bad Guys)

[venbetta]

I took some time and actually watched Hazbin Hotel... I watched the pilot 6(?) years ago, and seeing the hellfire commentary from Twitter made me reluctant (rightfully so I guess).

But I say it was pretty alright. I feel like I have some complaints. I'm not a diehard fan at all, nor do I see myself in the fan base, but I feel like I can add my own input, I guess. These are my opinions and personal reasons, please be nice.

Spoilers/commentary beneath the cut (16+)

For starters, I think the concept is good, I like some of the designs for the characters, especially since they improved from the pilot.

I think I have at least 3-4 favorite characters, ranking them from my most fave:

Lucifer, Alastor, Vox, and Nifty.

... I didn't like anyone else. I'll probably explain that.

The only reason why I liked these four was mostly cuz they had some funny bits to them. I told my friend that Lucifer reminds me of Hunter from TOH??? And I said "Maybe it's cuz their both blonde and depressed." Lucifer just has that appeal for me. Vox didn't have much screentime, but I like his niche design and voice. Alastor is also cool. Nifty is just a cute gremlin that I fuck with honestly. Good for her. Everyone else I either didn't care much for or straight up didn't like...

Charlie annoyed me a lot, I know she's the MC, but I didn't like her. I get that she's supposed to be good, but her behavior in some scenes bothered me. Like in Ep4, I understand she was coming from a good place, but I couldn't help but feel agitated. I can't explain it. She has a savior complex which is her flaw, and maybe I just don't exactly understand it.

Of course, she's not the worst character (looks at Valentino and Adam), but she could improve. There were a few characters that I feel should've been written better, but the pacing made it hard.

I feel like the pacing was something I didn't like, but I can't blame it since it only has 8 episodes. The writer in me deflated seeing how fast things moved along, but I get why they sped it up towards the end. I wanna ramble about how the show could have gone if it had 24 episodes- but that feels like another post. Also, another thing that irked me were characters word vomiting.

Again if this show had more time to explore each individual character, it wouldn't have happened. I thought ep 4 with Angel Dust pouring his heart had good intentions to tell the audience that he's fucked up, it could've been built up more (if there were more episodes) until he finally blew up, similar with Husk. It's different because it's an animation, but you can still show and not tell visually about someone struggling. That's just me.

The excessive swearing isn't funny, I didn't find myself laughing that much except for Ep 8: Adam telling Lute to chill the fuck out, Alastor's mic breaking, and Lucifer saying "I'm gonna fuck you!" are the only bits I found funny. I've laughed at dumber things (my sense of humor is garbage, I'll laugh at a waffle falling over), but I didn't find most of the jokes funny.

I knew it was a musical, and I love musicals, but there weren't many songs I vibed with. Maybe a few, but not a lot. I'm a music person, and the songs just didn't feel right? Like the lyrics either felt awkward or general direction of the song didn't feel cohesive. I think I only like 4 songs in total.

The VAs were great, I recognized a lot of them, and I enjoyed their performances. They all fit their characters.

The animation was good for what was originally an indie project, and I hope the animators/artists were properly compensated. I know there was a lot of shit going on about Vivi allegedly not paying them but regardless, they did amazing.

I'm gonna be serious and say I feel like I didn't want to give HH a chance because I just didn't exactly care about it. My friends watched it. I saw Twitter's scolding opinions and hottakes on it, and I didn't want to hate watch it. But I was still curious. While I wasn't laughing through most of it, I think it's good. There's a lot that I'm trying not to say or get into because that would derail my commentary and make it about other discussions I'm not fully knowledgeable about...

I sailed the seven seas to watch this show, and I say it was sort of worth it. Again, I'm not a crazy fan, but anyone that likes it, good for you.

[sols-wild-ride]

Bad Music Bracket Round 1

Welcome to the first round of the Poke-ask Worst Music Bracket. I come with three fellow judges, my friends, who will be giving our own opinion on the brackets.

Round 1: Two Trucks by Lemon Twigs vs. On the Floor by IceJJFish

The rules are simple, vote for the one you think is worse. If you would like, comment in this post why you chose the way you did. The judges would like to know your thoughts.

Below are the panel's votes.

Sol’s Vote - On The Floor by IceJJFish

I thought I had never heard of On the Floor before, but the minute I heard the vocals it came rushing back to me. As stupid and mid-brow Two Trucks is on a humor front, there is at least a good instrumental behind that one. On the Floor almost has a level of unintentional comedy to me where it is hilarious on first listen, but has diminishing returns the more you listen. If a song annoys me, I will avoid that every time.

Matt’s Vote - On The Floor by IceJJFish

On The Floor:

I remember hearing On the Floor in college after my brothers sent it to me. Black Twitter and us had a good time making fun of this dude. The fact that I didn’t even finish listening to this song this time is a testament to how ass it is. 2 Trucks at least has a fun melody. You could take this and write much better lyrics and make a better song overall. This is a very specific type of funny that if I was between the ages of 10-13, my friends and I would be saying this to each other over our Xbox Live party chat while playing CoD. On the Floor is a failure on every level from the video, to the music, the lyrics, the performer and even as a joke. This gets my pick for worst song for sure.

Joe’s Vote - On The Floor by IceJJFish

While “Two Trucks” has an absurd but shallow comedic premise that doesn’t have much staying power beyond the initial reveal of its premise, the melody and backing tracks are enjoyable enough for it to be a fun listen. It wears out its welcome, but “On the Floor” is so fundamentally clumsy and messy in its lyrics, melody structure, and vocals that it’s utterly baffling to listen to. It’s enjoyable in the sense of being a strange and beautiful train wreck, but it’s really a question of if you would prefer to laugh at an absolute mess of a song delivered with full confidence or a somewhat funny song that doesn’t really have enough to shine in any particular area. In this case, I find just enough humor in “Two Trucks” and a melody just catchy enough to be an amusing but unremarkable listen that I would have to with that over the obvious shit show that is “On The Floor”, even if it’s sloppiness is mystifying in its own way.

Thanks again to @theholytoaster for drawing the line art for this piece. This was my first time shading a piece.