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Weekend's here and it's time to amp up the fun with some rockin' band puns! 🎸✨ 🤘 Challenge your friends or just share a laugh—can they guess the answer from these puns? Share your puns with us! 🎶😂
#led zeppelin#metallica#pink floyd#nirvana#queen band#freddie mercury#chris martin#coldplayer#coldplay#funny content#funny post#funny shit#funny stuff#funny#funny memes#band tshirt#humor#jokes#lol#memes#band jokes#band memes#band humor#rock memes#music meme#meme
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If you ever get asked what instruments there are in a wind band,
just remember that "violins" is never the answer.
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i fucking love burgers and fries
#music#every good boy deserves fudge#every good burger deserves fries#clef notes#bass clef#treble clef#idk music shit#i play music idk the theory behind it#it's like gravity#i experience it but I don't know how newton came up with it#band#band jokes#band kids
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Clarinet: no one girl needs that many clothes…
Drums (male): well excuse me I like to look prettay
Clarinet: well I look like a trash can no matter what I wear so I’ll stick to my five year old shirts thank you very much
(As a clarinet with way too many clothes, I’m with the percussionist on this one, sorry guys 😂)
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Who's Ukelele and Why She Got So Many Fingerings?
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More like kylo ren- daunte
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queerbait part 2
#queerbait thing was a joke but actually lets explore this further#it makes me laugh#one piece#one piece art#op art#op zoro#roronoa zoro#zoro#op sanji#sanji#zosan#sanzo#band au
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[senfrogs band au] the sillies in merch ft. two pretty bestfriends ✌🏽⭐️
#sendai frogs band au#my art#haikyuu#hq#sendai frogs#yachi hitoka#yamaguchi tadashi#tsukishima kei#koganegawa kanji#kyoutani kentarou#tsukkiyama#tskym#YEAHHHH !!!#UGUYS DONT HAVE TO SQUINT ANYMORE THIS IS ME SAYING THEY'RE BOYFRIENDS IN THIS AU#anyway they r all best friends <3#also yachi is the band manager it's a BLONDE PARTYYY#yamaguchi gets fomo#congrats to that one person who mentioned tsukki's necklace having tadashi in kanji on his necklace..#im blowing u a kiss <3#also hehehe... check out yama's necklace..#kyouken and yamaguchi r bffs dw they're just joking around
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trolls movies are pretty good
#🐟 my art#this joke has been stuck in my head for weeks#trolls#dreamworks trolls#trolls band together#trolls branch
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heartbreak weather!
#niko sasaki#dead boy detectives#dc#rex doodle#Ask not what you can do for the dandelion sprites stuck in your head as what your dandelion sprites can do for you#(Rex please this is funny I promise. The people need American history jokes please) - tags from my irl friend#anyway shoutout to ME for diverting expectations and linking a boy band pop song to this post instead my usual unusual bs haha#this is a few months old at this point but i still love it#the sandman#(technically)!
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Unleash the Groove! 🤘😂 Rocking out with legendary bands and a hint of humor. Snag their merch for the ultimate fan swag! 👕 🎸✨ Explore our merch at ➡️ Band Merch
#acdc#the beatles#led zeppelin#queen band#tshirt#band merch#band tshirt#rock music#band tee#guns n roses#the rolling stones#band memes#rock memes#band jokes#music meme#music jokes
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#hello people reblogging this#the dark castles are a joke#i actually think both of these bands are preddy good :)#dont be mean please or ill block you
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Yes 'elitism' and genre purism in music scenes can be ridiculous at times but the way some people talk about it is like they think it should be illegal to criticize music
#i find 'anti elitism' way more annoying bc these ppl victimize themselves n act like a joke on a band they like is bullying them personally#+they're hypocrites about it often. they do shittalk music they dislike themselves but its not 'elitism' when they do it#bitching about 'metal elitists' is 'let ppl enjoy things' for sabaton fans like good 90% of times#if u cant enjoy it bc strangers on the internet shittalk u were never a fan to begin with. hope this helps!
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i am so fucking delusional ok so my au where hickory is a country yodel troll so hes still a horse and he runs into JD while he's camping out near lonesome flats and they spend all night sitting by the fire drinking and laughing and exchanging stories and JD throws a fit a little bit cause Hickory has never heard of Brozone and its so over for me
#trolls#troll band together#trolls world tour#john dory trolls#hickory trolls#you guys gotta help what am i actually fucking doing#my art#Hickdory#this whole thing started as a joke but now im invested
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Silly idea I talked about ages ago with @azure7539arts, inspired by a similar event my workplace hosts every year. Would minors be allowed to participate in such an event? Probably not! But then again, it was the 80s, who can say for sure. Anyway, it's my birthday and I'll post nonsense if I want to <3
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��I need you to buy me.”
Eddie looks up from his notebook, effectively jarred from his campaign-plotting fugue state by Steve’s declaration.
Steve is standing at the other end of the dining table, staring at him expectantly.
“Y’know, this is the part where someone usually follows up their completely bonkers demand with an explanation,” Eddie says slowly.
“At the charity auction,” Steve clarifies. “I need you to bid on me, and I need you to win.”
Ah, yes, that weird Rent-an-Athlete charity auction the school runs every year; anyone on any Hawkins High sports team could volunteer to be “auctioned” off in order to raise money for said sports team, to spend a day at the beck and call of the highest bidder (within reason, supposedly). It’s generally restricted to students, but occasionally, prominent alumni are invited to participate – and Steve certainly fits the bill, especially after the story the government spun about his heroism in the face of “serial killer” Henry Creel last spring.
“And what, deny all those pretty girls a chance to get at you?” Eddie asks drily (he’d never turned up at previous auctions himself, but you could hardly avoid gossip in a school their size; it had usually been some cheerleader bidding with daddy’s money who won a date– that is, a day with Steve Harrington).
“It wasn’t always a girl who won,” Steve says, crossing his arms over his chest. “One time it was Mrs. Dalton – you know, the lady on the school board who lives on my block? I just spent the day doing yard work for her. She gave me lemonade. That was pretty cool.”
“Right,” Eddie drawls. “And I’m sure she definitely didn’t sit outside and stare at your ass while you were working.”
“She did not– she– I mean she was on the porch, but, like– she wouldn’t have– she’s, like, seventy, Eddie,” Steve splutters, and it’s all Eddie can do not to laugh.
“Older gals have needs, too, Steve,” Eddie says, giving in to a smirk. “So she was checking you out from the porch, huh?”
Steve goes red. “Shut up, that isn’t the point. I’m trying to ask for your help.”
“Right, right, your absolutely reasonable request for me to buy you at market. Why, again?” Eddie asks.
“The kids are planning to bid on me,” Steve says gravely.
Eddie blinks at him. “Okay?” he says, when no further explanation is forthcoming. “You basically do most of what they ask, anyway, so…?”
“Okay, believe it or not, I actually say no to at least half of what they ask me to do. I would literally never get anything done if I gave in to all their demands.” Steve jabs a finger at Eddie, who holds up his hands in mock surrender. “Anyway, this is all Henderson’s fault.”
“It usually is,” Eddie agrees, nodding sagely.
“He decided that he was going to bid on me and then use that day to finally make me play your nerd game with you–” Eddie snorts, and Steve shoots him a look, “but Wheeler doesn’t want me to play, so he said he was going to bid against Dustin and make me do anything but sit in on a session with you guys.”
“So let Wheeler win.” Eddie shrugs.
“No! I can’t let fuckin’ Mike win, he’ll probably make me do something even more ridiculous!” Steve exclaims. "He’ll make me play chauffeur for him and El on a date, or something, and he’ll probably include the stupid hat.”
“Wait, I thought El broke up with him,” Eddie breaks in.
“No, they’re on again,” Steve says absently, shaking his head. “Which is why Max has been in a bad mood lately.”
Eddie bites back the reflexive need to ask “How can you tell?”, going instead with, “I thought she and Sinclair were on again.”
“No, they are. That’s why no one’s been actively murdered,” Steve says.
“How do you keep track of all of this?” Eddie asks, squinting at Steve.
“It’s a natural skill. And we’re getting off track,” Steve says quickly. “Normally, I wouldn’t be that worried, because Dustin regularly blows his savings on weird science gadgets or whatever, but then Lucas and Will started taking sides.”
“This is getting very involved,” Eddie says.
“So you see why I’m stressed!” Steve insists, smacking a hand to his forehead (personally, Eddie thinks Steve is stressed for many other reasons, but he figures pointing that out just now won’t be appreciated). “Lucas is on Dustin’s side, and that kid does odd jobs like nobody’s goddamn business; he actually has shit saved up. And usually I’d have faith in him being more, like, sensible than to spend it all on this, but the little shit is really fucking competitive.”
“Wonder who he got that from?” Eddie mutters.
“Okay, we do remember that I’m not actually biologically related to any of these idiots, right?” Steve snaps.
“Well now we’re just getting into nature versus nurture–”
“Eddie.”
“Right, sorry, continue.”
“Well, Will took Mike’s side–”
“Shocking.”
“Right? But anyway, I don’t know if the kid has much saved up, but between him and Wheeler, they might be able to win.” Steve sighs, looking far more world-weary than Eddie feels the situation really warrants.
“You know you don’t actually have to do what they ask you to, right?” Eddie points out.
Steve rolls his eyes. “If an auction winner complains to the school that the person they bid on didn’t fulfill their end of the bargain, they can get their money back. It’s a whole…” he waves his hand vaguely, “thing. Happened once when I was a sophomore; Deacon McNab. Lost a good chunk of change for the football team, and they vandalized the shit out of his car.”
“Ah, right. Forgot we went to school with literal psychopaths,” Eddie hums.
“So, I just need you to bid on me and win, so I’m not stuck wasting a Saturday on whatever the hell the kids are going to try to make me do. Or not do. Or– whatever,” Steve says.
“Okay, not that I don’t understand your predicament here, but I think you’re forgetting something kind of important, Steve,” Eddie drawls.
Steve’s brows draw together in question. “What?”
“I’m fucking poor.”
“Oh.” Steve shakes his head. “I didn’t mean– no, I will give you the money, you don’t have to spend a dime, man, I just need you to get me out of this.”
“Why not have Buckley do it?” Eddie asks.
“That was Plan A, but she actually has a date that night, and it’s kind of a big deal, so I don’t want her to cancel,” Steve says. “But I assumed you wouldn’t be busy.”
“Wow, rude,” Eddie scoffs, and Steve sighs.
“Fine, sorry, I just really hoped you wouldn’t be busy.” Steve gives him the most lethal set of puppy dog eyes Eddie has ever seen, as if there had been any chance from the beginning that he’d be able to say no. “Please?”
Just for show, Eddie lets out a long sigh, falling against his chair and letting his head flop over the backrest like he’s deflating.
“Fine.”
“Thank you,” Steve groans, sounding so genuinely relieved that Eddie almost feels bad about how quickly his thoughts dip into the realms of the inappropriate. “Oh my god, I owe you.”
Eddie glances back up at Steve, tongue darting out to wet his lips almost unconsciously. “You know I’m not as easy to appease as a couple of fifteen-year-olds, right?”
Steve’s eyes drop for just a second—maybe down to Eddie’s lips, maybe not; who can say?—before he looks back up, cocking an eyebrow at Eddie. “I think I can handle it.”
Slowly, Eddie grins. “We’ll see.”
#steddie#steve harrington#eddie munson#steve & the party#stranger things#solar wrote#this is very silly but I had fun writing it so I hope it's a fun short read#obviously Eddie does win the auction (surprisingly stiff competition; he may or may not end up throwing in a little of his own money#even though none of the kids are the top bidders at that point)#and then you can choose your own ending:#either Eddie chickens out and just asks Steve to play roadie for the band on their next gig night#but it works out in his favor anyway because he gets to spend the night watching Steve lifting and carrying and being supportive#while Steve gets to watch the band perform and is lowkey starstruck by Eddie and they smooch about it at the end of the night#OR; Eddie demands the same treatment Steve gave those cheerleaders who won a date with him back in the day#he's sort of joking but Steve takes him very seriously and takes him on a date so sweet and fun that Eddie is almost mad about#being swept off his feet by it#and at the end of the night Steve walks Eddie to his door and Eddie asks if the treatment ends here#or if Steve did anything... else for those girls#Steve; eyebrows raised: Are you asking if I slept with those girls for money?#Eddie; blanching: WAIT SHIT NO-#Steve: Nah I'm kidding. Come inside and fuck me#and Eddie does
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