#pickles the dummer

[dolly-macabre]

I gave up on adding shading and such tbh but I loves me a good gradient effect.

I made some dummies based on some other dummies ❤️

#metalocalypse #dethklok #preklok #metallica #metal #metalocalypse fanart #i love these dummies #william murderface #pickles the dummer #boys 🥰 #jason newsted #lars ulrich

[s8nslilgayboy]

pickles the dummer :)c

smash. its like jorking my meat tho cuz we are very similar. we rub our tdicks together just to see what it’s like

[bitofthisandthat]

@stereotypcd​ asked: 🧸 //for Pickles the dummer. I've been rewatching the show, so id love to hear more of ur stuff.

Does your muse own any sentimental objects from their past? What makes it/them so special?

The ONLY things Pickles took with him from home were some clothes, a handgun, a pretty scary pocket knife he had since he was about 10, his favorite lighter, cigs, some food, and few personal necessities. He famously picked up his Les Paul guitar at that pawn shop in L.A., but after he made it with Snakes N’ Barrels, he really didn’t give a crap about stuff from home. He got his signing bonus, and then a nice hotel space to crash in and new stuff. He then got TOTALLY smashed, and ceremoniously burned EVERYTHING from “home” in the record company’s backlot. He only kept the Les Paul because he needed it for his band, and eventually, when he was on the road with SnB, he left it somewhere between a hotel and the bus ride to the next venue. Once SnB disbanded, and he set off to do the kind of music he really wanted, he just started over, again.

In short, Pickles is NOT sentimental about things. He breaks or loses something, he moves on, gets something new, reinvents himself, and starts all over again like a Phoenix. For being one of the richest men on the planet, he truly doesn’t give a crap about “stuff.” 

“Things” are meaningless.

He cares more about people.

#stereotypcd #asks #☠ ― 𝑀𝑖𝑠𝑐𝑒𝑙𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑒𝑜𝑢𝑠 𝑆𝑦𝑚𝑏𝑜𝑙 𝐻𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑐𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛𝑠. #HEADCANON || PICKLES

[pikaflute]

that fuckin' do anything for you, megadeth?

merry christmas dethmas everyone! am i late for the week. i think i might be. oh well! merry dethmas! it’s time for the ship nickles agenda to rise. in this holiday fic, nathan gets his ass handed to him in a snowball fight and then hangs out with his boyfriend. they are in love <3 baby jesus said nickles endgame

(this is my third fucking fic with a cookies! title. maybe that’s my gimmick)

side note: thank you to the mtl fandom for reading all my stuff this year! it’s been a great fandom to be in, and ive met a lot of great people, and i’m glad you all really like my content enough to comment and leave kudos on everything i make so thank you for your support always! i’ll try to write more next year but we’ll see. so thank you once again <3! and as always, enjoy the fic!

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#metalocalypse #dethmas #nickles #nathan explosion #pickles the dummer #charles fic tag #gonna start tagging my fics now LMAO

[lampmeeting]

felt like dredging up these “pickles and charles in their 50s” designs i did back in like 2006 (bc now they’d actually be in their 50s haha). except i got rid of charles’ awful soul patch (and he should thank me). also pickles gets into hockey i guess?? i imagine he’s still making music post-dethklok too. not sober or anything, just not going overboard anymore (as much). and charles is slowly learning to chill tf out. life is good. they’re the fun uncles.

#metalocalypse #dethklok #pickles the dummer #charles offdensen #chickles #my art #honestly my favorite part of this is charles' scruff and his cactus shirt #and i guess pickles was like 'well if i'm gonna be bald i'm gonna make up for it elsewhere' and y'know what i think it works

[nightklok]

ASH... oh my lord those prompts are SO good... chickles for #60? and/or hammertooth for #98? whatever strikes your fancy~

100 Ways to Say I Love You Prompts[Open]

AAAA Thank you for requesting Kelly ;^; I really liked the two you picked out so i ended up doing both!! (And sorry if they became too long sdfsff)

60)-”Happy Birthday.”

Word Count:1278

For his own reasoning, Pickles chose to pretend his birthday didn’t exist. It was difficult given how famous he is and how much more fan mail and online exposure he’d get around that time that would constantly remind. It’d be easier to not collect his fan mail and avoid the internet but his family always seemed to find a way to pester him. Every single Goddamn year would be them trying to come over or pestering him with texts, phone calls, and dollar store birthday cards with half-assed written messages. 

Fortunately, this year seemed to be different. He was only thankful that conveniently their latest mission to fulfill the prophecy or whatever was in England In hindsight, he should’ve realized that it was actually part of Charles’ plan.

And since he never really looks at the schedule of what they needed to do, he didn’t realize that conveniently there was a day off between the tasks. And it so happened to fall right on his birthday.

It didn’t click into place once he found himself slowly waking up to Charles pulling him closer sleepily. His hands were always so gentle around him that it was almost easy to fall back asleep. Luckily, him being kissed was enough to get that jolt of energy to not fall as fast asleep. 

“Happy birthday, Pickles,” Charles said and Pickles tiredly laughed as he kissed him back.

“Aren’t I gettin' a little too old for birthdays?” He asked with a tired smile.

“That would mean you actually had celebrated your own birthdays. There’s nothing wrong with treating yourself a little,” Charles answered, "Besides, I kind of planned something for us to do together. Of course, the boys want to do something with you too but that will be in the evening." 

“What about my family? They're gonna ruin it if they find out-”

"They won't. It's all taken care of. It's nothing worth getting the press over. It's just gonna be between us and no one else." 

That was enough to get Pickles to be comfortable enough to not ask anything else. Charles wasn't pestering him to get up and start the day like he usually would. He seemed to be taking his time with him and it was actually nice for once. 

True to Charles' word, it was as quiet and enjoyable as Pickles preferred. He had shared plenty of birthday bashes before in the past to wake up incredibly hungover with a bunch of celebrities on his bed. As nice as those times were, he didn't miss it as much as he thought he would.

There was something nice about being able to spend a birthday not trapped in a room or with people he barely even knew. While the other guys may call him old, he just found it not as appealing as they must have. Charles could've simply given him a cake and he would've been content enough with it. However, because he was Charles, he always had tricks up his sleeve that he was never able to catch.

They spent most of the morning and afternoon traveling around England, visiting a few music museums, catching a private matinee performance of Book of Mormon, and even trying out pie at that traditional pie shop Charles always raved over. It was just as delicious as he had said. 

It was evening when they finally made it back to the tour bus after basically traveling around like tourists. The two hadn't had a day where they basically traveled around aimlessly like normal people and while their celebrity status gave them extra special treatment, it was more enjoyable than either of them had expected.

He saw that the boys had attempted to throw him a surprise party. Attempted being the keyword here. Obviously, the boys and Abigail had fought over who was doing what and it ended with a disarray of balloons, streamers, and food being scattered all over. There was no sign of his family so honestly, he could've been knighted by the Queen herself on the spot and he would've felt the same. 

“So we really tried but someone had to insist on being in charge.” Nathan glared at Skwisgaar.

“Not my faults your aesthetics are shit.” Skwisgaar pointed out.

“Should I remind that you wanted to throw in actual rattlesnakes to the punch bowl for the ‘aesthetics’?” Abigail asked. 

“I don’t get why we couldn’t get a metal birthday cake! Mercury is totally safe and metal too!” Murderface chimed in.

“Uh eithers ways, happy birthdays!” Toki said quickly as he hugged Pickles so tightly he almost saw white.

Pickles just laughed when Toki pulled away. How could he be mad at people who at least genuinely tried to throw him a birthday party? He couldn’t remember if his family ever tried to throw him one. It used to hurt him he didn’t remember and he’d try so desperately to remember as the last thing of hope he had that they definitely cared about him.

Looking at the scene now, he realized that it didn’t matter. He finally got the birthday party he truly wanted. A birthday party thrown by his actual family, “The gesture’s still sweet. I really appreciate it. Thanks, guys.” 

The cake was at least saved thanks to the fact it was kept in the fridge by an Abigail who definitely knew how to hold a sword. As they ate their cake, the presents were brought in by a klokateer. Six gifts in all. 

The gifts were exactly things he would like. A mixture of handmade from the boys' secret talents and store-bought that still carried the same amount of love as they were all things he would like. The final gift was almost easy to not notice. It was a small box wrapped in white packaging and even though it had no name tag, it was still easy to see from who it was from.

It took a few moments to unwrap the paper and open the box. Seeing what was inside almost made him drop the box before looking at Charles, "You-This is for real? You actually mean it?" 

Charles nodded as he took his hands, staring at him completely with a look that was full of the love he shared for him as well,"Of course I do, Pickles. You really mean a lot to me and I can't believe it's taken me so long to realize that. I know things are going to be hard soon and I'm not sure if we'll ever get another opportunity for me to propose to you so I'm taking this as a chance. I want this to be a promise that no matter what happens, I'll always be waiting for you and I hope you'll do the same for me."

Pickles almost choked back a sob as he kissed Charles before hugging him tightly, "Of course I fuckin' will. I'll wait a million years if I have to because I do wanna marry you. You're really the only one for me, Charlie."  

It seemed like everyone else was aware of that moment because he heard party poppers go off and a mixtures of 'Congratulations', 'About fucking time', and 'Great, let's eat more cake.' 

They eventually pulled away and Charles slipped the ring in his finger, which was a perfect fit. 

"We cans plans your weddings!" Toki said excitedly which sparked immediate discussion among the others.

"No, I don't think-" Charles said before he was interrupted by the boys beginning to ramble about a very metal (and dangerous) wedding planned. 

"We can tell them tomorrow. For now, I just wanna spend the rest of my birthday with my fiance." Pickles chuckled as he reached over to kiss him again.

“Sounds good to me.” He smiled as he kissed him again, “Happy birthday.”

98) “Take a deep breath.” 

Trigger Warning: Panic Attack, blood mention Word count: 897

Transitioning was difficult. In one moment, Magnus was spending the past decade or so solely on revenge against the band that took everything away from him. The next moment, he’s now spending the rest of his life helping the band that took everything from him. Life had a funny way of throwing things at him that he least expected. Going from a vengeful person to someone who was not was something he never expected to happen. He figured he was too old to change but he supposed the world was nice enough to grant him some humanity to change.

The world was never kind to him. Magnus had made his peace with that and then continued to fight against it for all he had left in him. He wondered if giving in to help Dethklok meant giving up fighting. He was still fighting, for sure, but the difference was that his battles became for something much more than revenge. 

He sat in a meeting with the _Council, _which was full of the people who apparently had a role in the prophecy to help fight against Salacia. Dethklok, Charles, Edgar, Dick, Abigail, ghost Trindle summoned via seance...and him. He was one of the people a part of the prophecy and that was still hard to wrap his head around. He wasn’t told his role yet, it was not his time yet, and that’s what ended up terrifying him the most.

What if his role made him throw away everything he began working for after he was saved? What if he had to go back to his old ways and hurt Toki...fatally this time? No...no he wouldn’t fall down that path again, prophecy be damned. 

He couldn’t bring himself to pay attention to the meeting. It could be blamed on the pain he _refused _to take morphine for or perhaps trying to figure out himself after realizing he wasn’t who he thought he was. Every meeting he sat through brought up the same uncomfortable feelings and this one was no different really. Just usually talking about the usual stuff; updates on the song Dethklok and Dick were working on, Edgar’s messages with whales, boring stuff. And just as usual, he had nothing to provide to the table.

“Magnus?” Charles asked and Magnus was brought out of his thoughts.

Eyes were on him now. Maybe Charles asked a question and he didn’t notice why he was being asked. God, he should’ve paid attention. Maybe this was part of the prophecy? His role was to answer a question incorrectly and be quickly beheaded as an example to those that dare betray Dethklok. Maybe he was really just kept alive for that example. They brought back a fucking psycho for a prophecy; morality is non-existent with them...Maybe...

“Magnus, you okay?” Toki was sitting next to him. He gently reached for one of his hands only for Magnus to quickly pull away. 

Magnus didn’t say anything and ran out of the room instead. He could hear Toki and the others call after him but he didn’t stop. He ran as far as his repairing body would allow him before stopping at a corner, gasping for air. Almost frantically his hand reached for his bandaged chest, feeling something wet just touch his fingertips. God, he fucked up. He always did.

His breathing didn’t stop from escalating. He could feel his heart pound rapidly to the point where it gave no moment for him to breathe. It was almost as similar as to when he stabbed himself. Knowing that he had to die but still fighting for air like he had some sort of worth. 

He could hear footsteps and almost a gasp before feeling himself being dragged to sit on the floor. The hands that held his shoulders were so familiar that he didn’t need to look up. Other footsteps were heard across the empty hall. Distinct voices he couldn’t quite make out. He couldn’t tell who was speaking at all but it was enough for him to want everything to stop.

He wants to tell everyone to fuck off and let him suffer in peace. Let the re-opened wounds open more so he could bleed out to death. That would be so much easier for everyone.

But there was only one distinct voice he could somehow hear. Toki. The only one speaking directly to him, speaking softly but enough for him to hear. It was still hard to hear his voice compared to the others and his own breathing but it was something to focus on.

 If Toki was willing to help over...whatever he’s going through, then how would he feel if Magnus ended up dying? Magnus was one of the few people Toki called out to when he was stuck in the hospital. Magnus became one of the many people Toki gave second chances to but definitely one of the first to actively try and make sure his second chance wouldn’t ever be a third.

He wouldn’t hurt Toki. 

He couldn’t hurt Toki. 

His self-imposed role would be to never hurt him for as long as he lived. As his breathing was struggling to stay even and he was struggling to awake, it was that promise and Toki’s voice that kept him staying awake.

“Takes a deeps breaths.” Toki’s voice was the only clear one he could hear.

And so he did. 

#lampmeeting #Caffeinated Insomniac Writings #metalocalypse #metalocalypse fanfic #Charles Offdensen #pickles the dummer #chickles #charles/pickles #Toki Wartooth #magnus hammersmith #hammertooth #magnus/toki #As you can see i'm incredibly terrified of writing magnus as he has no lines sadfl;jkdfs #but it was a fun challenge writing something fluff and writing magnus!! #Not on AO3

[skiplo-wave]

Ah Nathan Explosion best metal dad

And how could we forget Pickles the Dummer as metal mom

#metalocalypse #nathan explosion #pickles the drummer

[viewittoronto]

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[dolly-macabre]

If Brendon gives Pickles a goth gf in the movie (Amy Lee), I'm suing.

#talking.dolly #jkjkjk #but fr #metalocalypse #pickles the dummer #dolly macabre #dethklok

[dolly-macabre]

I love these dinguses 🥰

My stylus just took a shit on me and i kinda wanna beat my head against the wall.

#WIP #metalocalypse #dethklok #preklok #william murderface #pickles the dummer #metalocalypse fanart #dollym.art #mtl #boys 🥰

[dolly-macabre]

⚙️ATTENTION OBSCURA MACABRE READERS⚙️

I apologize if anyone was trying to get caught up on my mtl fic, but I need to make some pretty important edits to my story!

I have added it to a private collection in the meantime.

Obscura Macabre WILL return! I'm nowhere near ready to be done with it!

I have no set timeline for when this will be done, but I will continue to post my art and take part in the mtl fandom! ✨️

#author notes #obscura macabre #dolly macabre #dahlia birkett #pickles the dummer #oc x canon #metalocalypse fanfic #hiatus #*puts on 'genius at work' shirt* 🤪 #self insert oc #metalocalypse #dethklok #my mtl #mtl fanfic #mtl oc

[dolly-macabre]

Fun fact: After Dolly had to leave LA, her and Pickles still talked back and forth over the phone and tried to make a long-distance thing work. It did not. That being said, I picture them talking to each other on the phone when they're watching the first season of the Simpsons separately, but together. They're some of Dolly's favorite memories. Pickles fondly remembers her laugh-snorting over the phone 🫶🏻🖤

#mtl oc #dahlia birkett #dolly macabre #pickles the dummer #I'm currently watching this season and i could just picture it clear as day #i love when shit just comes to me sm #the black dahlia's last dance #metalocalypse oc #metalocalypse #sappy on main #couple of dummies #affectionately

[dolly-macabre]

My favorite thing about Dolly and Pickles' relationship is how on the outside, they just seem like a lame-ass straight couple, but they actually love each other in the most bi way possible

#mtl oc #dolly macabre #dahlia birkett #pickles the dummer

[dolly-macabre]

Leaving this here. Pickles would 100% use a pocket sand attack on someone.

💯💯💯💯💯💯

Both Pickles and Dolly know every dirty trick in the book tbh 😌

#asks #claudia-nomusaabara #polly 🥰 #pickles the dummer #dolly macabre