#dethmas

[equarretedddd]

my first stuff this year lmao (ive watched dethmas for the millionth time and im still very impressed)

i really wonder what the two of them were doing after their xmas show ended. would they be completely exhausted and angry, or confused and forced to pay for the damage that "they" caused?

#metalocalypse #dethklok #metalocalypse fanart #mtl #william murderface #dick knubbler #dickface #dethmas #art #fanart #my art

[dethkrypt]

⟡ diefordethklok × holiday banners

#hevstims.png #metalocalypse central #metalocalypse #diefordethklok #dethklok #dethmas #holiday #visuals #old web #mtl

[black-klok-youth-pastor]

Okay but it is a lowkey crime that we only ever got to be in this room like once. Like it’s so nice to look at it and I don’t even 100% know what this is! Like is it Dick’s, is it extra space in Mordhaus?

#metalocalypse #dethklok #S3E4 #dethmas

[christmastreescenemetalocalypse]

#metalocalypse #dethmas

[dethblr]

why couldn’t charles have a fun sweater in dethmas. i feel like he would wear the hell out of a christmas sweater

#dethblr #dethmas #metalocalypse #charles #charles foster offdensen #charles offdensen

[dolly-macabre]

@plvtosun got me thinking of Dolly's relationships with the band's mothers and let me just say my biggest headcanon is that Stella loves her! Mainly cause she puts William in his place.

Specifically thinking of the part in Dethmas Stella: "It'll have to wait, William! It'll have to wait!"

Dolly: *smirks* "Yeah, William." *smacks the back of his head*

Stella: "Oh l, I like this one! You've got spunk, girly!"

*Stella proceeds to smack the shit out of Dick for sassing her*

#mtl oc #dahlia birkett #dolly macabre #dethmas #stella murderface #william murderface #my mtl #mtl headcanons

[k1ngj0ve]

happy christmas

#metalocalypse #dethklok #dethmas #toki wartooth #nathan explosion #william murderface #Youtube

[sichore]

23 combined w/or 20 for Pickles and Jimi!!!

[23. Write about your ship supporting each other through a hard time.

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20. Write about your ship sneaking a romantic moment together.

Y'all are getting a preview of Dethmas: Director's Cut baybee!!!]

"Honestly, they've got all the money in the gahddamn world but don't even have one can opener? Ugh!" Molly huffs in frustration as she continues to slam through drawers.

Jimi opens one on her end and finally finds the prize, liifting it up for the older woman. "Oh, hey, I found one–"

"Ope, there we go." And Molly snatches the device from Jimi's outstretched hand, immediately attacking the canned pineapples.

Jimi catches Pickles' eye, again, and he gives her a slight shake of his head, lips pressed into a firm line.

"Honestly, Jamillah –"

"For the last time, Mom, it's Jamila–"

"Ja-MEE-la." Molly rolls her eyes, aggressively dumping the pineapples into a bowl. "Didn't I teach you not to interrupt a lady when she's talking? The nerve. Anyway, Jamila, it's nice having someone who knows how to follow directions in the kitchen for once. Yer honestly too nice to be hanging around this silly little band."

"This is the opportunity of a lifetime for me." Jimi says, forcing a casual tone into her voice, keeping her eyes on her hands as she sets up her cutting board and knife. "And I'm glad to be here. Did you want the pecans or walnuts for this one?"

"Walnuts, dear, pay attention. Still! Goofing off with these ruffians all day with yer pictures and all that. What would your husband think?"

Jimi tears open the bag of walnuts with a little more force than necessary, takes a deliberate breath, and meets Pickles' eyes again. He fidgets, now, tugging at the left sleeve of his sweater, soon averting his gaze.

"I mean, assuming yer married n' all. If not, that'd be pretty sad, as you're not so young – actually, wait a minute now." Molly pauses in stirring together her slime green concoction (so that's what the pistachio pudding was for?) to lean over and look at the painter's left hand. "Ah, well then," she sniffs at the lack of a ring, and dumps in the marshmallows.

"I'm happy where I'm at now," Jimi says with measured patience, slowly chopping the walnuts.

"You really should think about it," Molly's voice is a bit further way, and soon Jimi hears the hiss of the refrigerator door opening, then shutting with a thud. "I've already long given up on Connor giving me any grandkids – well, unless he's got any rascals running around, but I doubt it. Never could keep a girl long enough to–"

Jimi's knife comes down with much more force than necessary, and this time, she doesn't hide how she has to stop and take a deep breath. "Or maybe," she says slowly, "Pickles is very particular and hasn't found the right partner to meet his standards. Not everyone has to settle for the first thing that's given to them."

"Yeah, Mom. You have any idea what kinda PR nightmare a marriage would be? It takes someone real special to put up with that pressure." When Jimi looks up, Pickles is no longer slumped over on his stool, but sitting straight up. Looking at Jimi directly. "I wouldn't choose just anyone."

"Sounds more t'me like you just lost yer chance a long time ago." Shaking her head in disgust, Molly takes the chopped walnuts from Jimi to add to her bowl. "You still like coconut in this?"

"No, Mom, I don't."

"Since when?"

"Since never."

Molly tsks, stirring her – salad? Dessert? Jimi has no fucking clue anymore. "You are so disagreeable now, can't listen to nobody since you got all this going on. Should've found a nice girl like Seth did, that'd straighten you out–"

"Hey, Pickles, didn't you have some demos for me to listen to before I go?"

"Eyep, sure do!" Pickles slams his hands on the countertop as he stands, swiftly making for the exit. "Sorry, Ma, gotta work!"

"You haven't even done a taste test–"

"See you later, Molly!" Jimi tosses back, already halfway across the kitchen, skin crawling as she feels Molly's judgmental stare follow them. It doesn't fade until they're well out of view and down the hall, Pickles gripping her arm, almost dragging Jimi to keep up with his hurried pace.

He doesn't stop until Jimi tugs back, tugging him into some grandiose-but-empty room like the many dozens scattered throughout Mordhaus. He doesn't stop, until Jimi presses him back against the closed door and holds his face in her hands.

"Baby, baby, hey," she urges, voice hushed and low. "Look at me. Breathe."

The last thing Pickles needs is an asthma attack. His cheeks are tinged red with anger, but he listens, taking big, shuddery breaths, closing his hands over Jimi's wrists. She stays with him, breathing with him, until they breathe as one, calm and collected.

Jimi's thumbs rub against those delicately freckled cheeks, offering a smile to the moss green gaze locked on her. "You didn't have to come with me back there."

"You don't know how she is." Pickles starts to shake his head, but Jimi holds him still, and he inhales. Exhales. "I wasn't gonna just let her talk to you like that."

"I know." Now Jimi finds her own gaze dropping, to their equally garish sweaters, to their feet. She thought she'd be used to dealing with women like Molly, but given the circumstances... of course, this would be different. A lot more uncomfortable.

And painful, judging by the abject misery radiating from Pickles. His head drops to her shoulder and his arms wrap around her, his weight fully against the door behind him.

Jimi leans into him, arms sliding around his waist, and waits. The silence is never truly silent, their hearts beating in tandem to fill the void. She closes her eyes as Pickles settles, until his misery folds in on itself and is once again tucked away into a place Jimi can't reach quite yet.

She turns her face to press her cheek to his chest. "... We gonna tell her?"

His arms tighten around her. "I... I dunno."

They stay like that for minutes, hours, eons. As usual, time is insignificant when it comes to the two of them.

Eventually, Pickles pulls back, brushes a stray curl from Jimi's face. "Y'know, Jim..." His eyes drop, and he pointedly pauses.

Which makes Jimi blink at him. "What is it?"

"Huh." There's a distinct shift in the air between them. Pickles' hands brace around her ribcage, and move up until he's cupping her breasts. "Yer tits look fuckin' huge in this."

Jimi's mouth falls open. "What–"

"Seriously, are they bigger? Is there somethin' yer not tellin' me?"

"Oh, my god, stop! It's just..." She can't stop the giggles that spill out of her, increasing at Pickles' pleased little smirk. "It's just a thing that happens when I wear sweaters, I dunno!"

"We should get you in 'em more often," he muses, leaning in to kiss her cheek. "Or maybe out of 'em, I can't decide." He kisses her other cheek, sliding one hand beneath her sweater and over the bare skin of her belly.

Jimi, predictably, expectantly, shivers. "You're such a horndog."

"Nyeh hehehe." He just chuckles, continues to rub calloused fingertips over her skin. "You love it." And he tilts his head to kiss Jimi properly.

This is how it should be, always. Jimi glimmers and gleams as Pickles wraps around her in seven ways, crimson and content. He pulls back just before Jimi begs for him to sink his hand into her chest and please, please grasp her heart once again. As usual, yearning for that oneness, that completion.

"It would've only been you," he murmurs against her lips. "Ya know that, right?"

"I do." Even if Jimi the mortal still struggles with that truth, sometimes. Jamila, luminescent and eternal, has always known. She trails a finger down freckled cheek and scruff, sighs when he captures her fingertip between his lips. "But I could always use a reminder.

[Soft OTP Prompts]

#metalocalypse #pickles the drummer #jamila calabash #mtl oc #my writing #ask meme #Dethmas takes place after Dethhealth #iykyk :) #paint the sky

[supersecretmetalocalypseblog]

my dad (who rarely ever talks about his interests), looking at our ferrets, Kiwi and Pickles: I never remember this ones name, I'm gonna name it something else. Ur name is Zazz now, I can't remember ur name, needed more zazz.

Me: Her name's Kiwi?????

My Dad: It's Zazz now, she likes it see?

My little sister, contributing: The other one is named Pickles, rename her Toki or something.

#mtl #metalocalypse #its not the first time he's randomly brought up the zazz bit out of no where #he's done it before where in like a normal convo he'll just be like #“mmmm yeah needs more... Zazz” #“there are two kinds of shows; those with and those without.... zazz” #and i dunno why #also one time me and my sister were watching metalocalypse and i think it was dethmas #where nathan is just really struggling to understand #that the special was sponsored by the church #and he just looked at me before going outside and just went #“i love how stupid they are” #“that thing you said 4 times is still true Nathan”

[robinsnest2111]

hmm is it too late for a cheeky little Rapunzel Christmas-themed Klokateer pinup doodle? 🤔

#i wanna bring back the Christmas hoods i came up with for last year's dethmas aaahhhhh #also wanna draw some mildly spixy rapunzel

[headfullofdrought]

Merry Dethmas

#it’s April but I got toki brain worms #toki wartooth #metalocalypse #dethklok #metalocalypse fanart #Spotify

[equarretedddd]

okay i reviewed Dethmas recently and i STILL cant get it out of my head although i noticed it quite a long time ago.

i havent seen anyone discuss it sooooo ill do it!

from the very beginning, Murderface for the christmas show conceived exactly something immoral, cruel and anarchic for its theme but… im still having insanely fun with the fact that he ABSOLUTELY did not hesitate to agree to arrange a pompously sugary clowning on a religious channel, simply because Dick liked this idea… it feels like he wanted to impress him, play along with him, just to spend time with him and get attention to his own person at the same time.

on the show itself their tandem looks both insanely awkward and shamefully funny with their playing along on camera, and on the other hand they COMPLETELY combine with each other in this sense, they do it insanely confidently. they do it shamefully but they know exactly what they are doing and they do it very well. they are similar in this idea. we very often see how Murderface himself often does some terribly ridiculous, stupid and senseless things, but he does it confidently and boldly. and now, a someone appeared in his environment who does EXACTLY the SAME THING! mind blowing!

and… can the Dick’s "another wonderful but lonely christmas eve" and Murderface’s "just two of us again" mean something? perhaps im taking ideas for analysis from scratch but im really interested in these lines, as if they mean exactly why this christmas show exists in principle.

that is Dick was insanely lonely at christmas (and he needed to restore business relations and reputation) so his idea for the show exists at all, and Murderface is just… wanted to spend time with him and finally tell people about himself i guess?

however iii just needed to say it because its been crawling in my head for three years i think.

i think i will love this episode forever! i never get bored with it, i always find something new in it, and besides, it radiates such a crazy mess of madness and christmas mood (and christmas is very soon after all!)

#metalocalypse #dethklok #mtl #long post #william murderface #dick knubbler #dickface #dethmas

[dethkrypt]

⟡ metalocalypse × dethklok & charles smiling . ( requested by anon )

episodes featured : dethhealth . doublebookedklok fertilityklok . dethsources dethmas . diversityklok . dethzazz (x3)

#gif #metalocalypse #dethklok #gifs #my gifs #20fps #metalocalypse gifs #mtl #pickles the drummer #skwisgaar skwigelf #william murderface #charles foster offdensen #nathan explosion #gifset #toki wartooth #not a traditional stimboard but i hope this works!!

[black-klok-youth-pastor]

And now for the greatest Christmas song of all time

#if we’re going by Die Hard logic anyway #metalocalypse #dethklok #dethalbum ii #dethmas #S3E4 #Youtube

[christmastreescenemetalocalypse]

#metalocalypse #dethmas

[dethblr]

was rewatching Dethmas to celebrate today, i know Metalocalypse has a lot of metal easter eggs in the bg but i haven’t seen anyone mention Bed “Bathory” & Beyond before haha

#metalocalypse #dethklok #dethmas #dethblr #bathory