#i love this album!

[ortly]

if there’s one thing I know about this world is that listening to the scary jokes April fools album might change your life

[ohposhers]

i am of the firm belief grandma Rosiepuff was a smoke show in her younger years Bruce had to get his heart throb genes SOMEWHERE

[lil-melody-moon]

This is a masterpiece:

I love Eric Burdon, I have a new obsession, help me

[cordspaghetti]

im in ashnikko worldd

[feat-taylorswift]

| the lights are so bright, but they never blind me

[justgivemeabookplease]

[3-inch-doodles]

INFINITE HYPERDEATH // UNSTOPPABLE FORCE

BLOOD-FUELED MACHINE

[no-lullaby]

[soosoosoup]

Funk branch au

Au and branch design by @bbc-trolls

[spaceistheplaceart]

anyone remember how branch can seamlessly adapt to different genres and also how he likes a ton of them. anyway.

hello trolls fandom

[thatone-highlighter]

I love you albums. I love you songs connected by similar themes. I love you listening to songs in a specific order picked by the artist. I love you reoccurring motifs throughout the same album. I love you album covers. I love you albums with extended editions. I love you songs that reference each other.

[b3m0r3ch1ll]

"he cums WHAT."

-my mother, first time being shown suburbia overture.

[humbuns]

please never go away

[formosusiniquis]

“This is a song off of an album, anyway,” Jeff trails off, trying to let Eddie start the riff for the next song. But he's not about to let this go unchecked.

“Jeffrey,” he drags out the name into as many syllables as he can manage, giving the end a singsong-y trill. “Jeffrey, did you forget which album the next song is off of?”

Gareth isn't mic'd but Freak is, so he can hear that at least one of them picks up his teasing with an ooooh.

“We don't need to tell them what every album is, they paid good money to see us. Hell, some of them probably saw us when we were debuting it.”

“But you announced the last one,” Freak says.

“An excellent point, Freakazoid.” Eddie agrees, “And he certainly set this one up like he was going to share again, didn't he?”

“He did,” Freak's nod is a little more exaggerated than it needs to be, playing it up for the nosebleed seats in the crowd.

“We've got a set list to get to, these people don't wanna be here all night.” Jeff tries.

“This is a Corroded Coffin crowd, my man, they don't bow to the whims of things like a bedtime.”

“Thank you to everyone who took advantage of the AARP presale,” Gareth adds, the bit has gone on long enough that he's had stage crew bring him a mic.

“Gareth had his knee replaced three months ago and he's here. These old fogies can put up with the show going an extra twenty minutes, while we dig down on this right?”

The crowd cheers, Eddie only waves them on a bit to amp them up. He sends his shit eating-est grin Jeff’s way as they shout.

“See, it's fine. Now, did ye of the memory vitamin supplements forget what album the song was from?” He turns to the audience more directly, “The people want to know!”

“Fine, yes, you've written so many songs about fucking Steve, they've all started to blur together. Does that make you happy?”

“Thrilled,” and he is. It's the best thing he's heard all day, and he gets to be on stage again for three generations of fans. “This next one is off of Hunt the Freaks, and it's actually about him fucking me.”

[bruciemilf]

How do think everyone in the batfamily would react to meeting Thomas and Martha?

Tim: [Conspiracy theorist noises, no one knows if they’re good or bad]

Jason: great, more rich people. Not like we have enough of those. [Loves Martha and wants to know if Catherine is okay, if there’s even a possibility of knowing.]

Dick: sorry I knocked off your ashes while doing gymnastics, grandpa. I think you were in the vacuum cleaner for a while :/

Thomas: meh, it happens :D as long as you’re having fun!

Duke: ok so wait. You’re telling me Gotham used to be WORSE?

Damian: [Keeps getting his cheeks pinched] Can you purchase the government and make animal abuse punishable by hanging?

Thomas: I’m sure we can make that happen! Anything for my little man!

Bruce: Father :|

Thomas: What, I miss the death penalty. Now those were the days.

Bruce: Mother!

Martha: Don’t look at me. I made Luigi Maroni drink a bleach cocktail for kicking a cat.

Damian: …You’ve earned my admiration, Grandmother.