#metalocalypse fic

[musicaldoodler]

Here’s a small unfinished snippet I wrote of Pickles & Lasagna’s last conversation when the band was captured by Salacia: (I’m not an expert writer lol forgive me)

Suddenly, he had a thought. He reached into his pocket.

Heh. Fuckers didn’t take his phone. Not like it’d be of any use by now, anyways.

His mind raced as he tried to think of who to dial. You know, in those final moments where you give a heartfelt goodbye to someone important to you before you bite the big one. The thought of his fellow band members flashed his mind first. Parents? Siblings? Old flames? Maybe he’d think to call Nathan if he weren’t with him.

Finally he picked one. As it rang, he was left with racing thoughts of how his life went. How it got to this point.

Then, a click.

“Hello?”

The voice of his teenage daughter, Lasagna. He felt a pang of guilt in the pit of his stomach as soon as he heard it.

“Hey, kid.” He spoke, throat dry as he tried to sound as casual as possible. “What’s uh… what’re ya up to?”

“Uh, I dunno.” She responded nonchalantly. “Just kinda playing Minecraft.”

Nobody told her. Good.

“That’s great, kid.” He smiled, regardless of the fact that he had no idea what a ‘minecraft’ was. “That’s real great.”

“What’s up with you? Are you okay?” Lasagna questioned, growing suspicious of his tone. Pickles let out a short, dry laugh.

“I’m good. Don’t worry about it.” He swallowed before speaking again. “Hey, I’ve got some uh… stuff to take care of right now, but once I’m done how about we go hit up the lunch special at Chili’s? Just me and you.”

The girl paused for a moment to think it over. “I dunno, you always get shit-faced at Chili’s and make me lose my appetite when you barf everywhere.”

“I won’t this time.” He answered almost immediately. “Whaddya say?”

“Okay. Sure.”

“Cool.” He replied. He heard heavy footsteps quickly getting closer to their location. Time was running out.

“Gotta go. I um… I love you, kid.”

The girl laughed a bit, mistaking the comment as a joke. “Love ya too, dad. See ya.”

Click.

[thatwritingho]

2 years and 4 months later...

Momento Mori Chapter 14 is up!!!

Please let me know what you think! I'm kinda scared to post after so long, ngl. I feel very rusty :(

Tagging everyone I know who's been waiting :)

@gointothevvater @dynamesvirtue @dethplanet @toydrill @meefy @a-dope-fiend @amazonboatchurch @admiralsixx

[acefrehleyshardware]

Hey if any metalocalypse fic writers want me to make art for your fic I totally Will idc, it’s something I’ve always wanted to do and it seems fun! Just lmk and I’ll see what I can do :3

[deada55]

His Life Will Find A Purpose (When the River Meets the Sea)

read on ao3 (might make a separate post later)

Synopsis: In the late seventies, Pickles' Christmas with "kiddie glaucoma" was one for the books (books like the bible, or all the others where you get struck by lightning.) When "government weed" stops working, the advent calendar starts counting down to surgery in Milwaukee.

[sketchydistortion]

remeber when he killed a man

[infecteddaydreamz]

finally getting around to making the post guys who cheered!

anyway, mosh pits and tender moments, by yours truly LOL

please excuse how stank some of it looks i did it almost entirely in pen and well,,, you cant erase pen 😭

[ask-but-beware-the-consequences]

Another piece for the Nightmares Run Wild fic!

He's been collected, currently heaving from a nightmare, his hand bruised from the kick.

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[pipartuuli]

"Shouldn't eat that shit, you know. It'll kill you."

From @supersaturnnyoomkitty 's lovely fic "Virgo, Scorpio Rising". 🖤

[nyoomkitty]

So how does Tumblr feel about the theory that Skwisgaar’s real dad was Dimneld Selftcark and the reason he never found his dad when he started looking was because he already died by then?

Same facial structure, same eye color, probably had similar hair when Dimneld was young and healthy, same extraordinary guitar skill

It’s the most tragic theory ever

[basu-shokikita]

skwistok where toki compartmentalizes his adoration and resentment for skwisgaar is so good. toki having a shrine for skwisgaar where he collects pictures that he cut from newspapers and magazienes, stuff he stole from skwisgaar's room and his own skwisgaar crafts only to roll his eyes and talk back when skwisgaar scolds him. toki having a fanaccount for skwisgaar and one where he bashes him and logging on either to post depending on his mood. toki daydreaming of skwisgaar being nice to him while also being fully ready to take skwisgaar down at the slightest opportunity. toki being simultaneously skwisgaar's biggest fan and hater without perceiving the contradiction in his behavior because he's too used to his lifestyle. toki being equally capable of loving and hating the guy because a part of him can't help admiring him and the other is permanently bitter for the way he's treated by his idol.

[dichromaticdyke]

After the firing of Dick “Magic Ears” Knubbler, Abigail Remeltindtdrinc becomes Dethklok’s newest producer. Her unorthodox approach to her job and her stance as one of the few women in the industry worthy to work with Dethklok as an equal sets her apart and puts her on an unexpected path. With nearly no way to move past the constant media assault that comes with being associated with Dethklok, she seeks solace with Devon Amalgamedle, a bartender with a passion for death metal, flowers, and romance—and whose past is even more shrouded in mystery than Abigail’s. And as she deals with both her developing trauma and her blossoming romance, the apocalypse looms overhead, bright as a blazing star. An Abigail-focused, OC-heavy story, taking you through the untold narrative of the Record Cleaner, from her first moments as Dethklok’s producer and past her last moments with the band. See her life unfold and adapt beyond the legacy of the death metal gods.

RATING: Explicit (Mature for most chapters, Explicit chapters will be marked in the notes) WARNINGS: Graphic Depictions of Violence, Implied/Referenced Sexual Assault WORD COUNT: 42,203 (DEFINITELY for now)

ohhhh my god okay it's happening. everybody stay calm. stay fucking calm!

come back here for chapter updates. every thursday and sunday, sometimes.

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[thatwritingho]

Momento Mori Update!

Chapter 16

In the fallout of Olive and Pickles' messy confrontation, emotions come to a head. Olive seeks comfort from her friends, though things get a bit complicated when a fun night of cartoons ends in tears. Will she open up or shut them out? Then, after a soured recording session, Pickles has a reluctant Rock Talk with a certain producer. Can Dick convince Pickles to get his head out of his ass?

It's up!! Man, this one gets REALLY emotional - way more emotional than I had intended. Whoops. That's what I get for writing on my period, I guess.

Tagging: @meefy @a-dope-fiend @gointothevvater @chordsykat @sparklecinnamonbunny @you-are-forever-special @marsklok @ogurizz @the-loveliest-lotus @pan-flute-skeleton @ir0n-moon @inky-da-dinky @sichore @claudia-nomusaabara @procrazedfan

[junkh3ad]

i always see shit with pickles pining over nathan but not many of the opposite. i want more clueless pickles and absolutely lovestruck nathan. please and fucking thank you.

[toomanythoughts2]

The fact that there are no, like, cliche genuine spanking fics in Metalocalypse is wild. Like. SKWISTOK IS RIGHT THERE! The way I can just see like three seperate, easy spanking fic outlines is insane. Just, I know in my heart that a Skwistok spanking fic would cure me. Please, I got too much on my plate for more shit but God damn it, if it wouldn't be delicious.

[vampirepersay]

I probably won't write this because I don't think I can write for Metalocalypse characters without making them super OOC but I have this idea for a fic where after the events of fertility klok toki decides he just wants to try and make a friend without them knowing who he is so he makes an anonymous social media account (maybe Tumblr the fic would take place in 2010 so it would make sense) and ends up hitting it off with this person (the reader) and ends up getting a crush on them and he doesn't know how to break it to them that he's famous, also the reader would be plus size (because I want some Metalocalypse x plus size reader content so badly) and would be nervous about him seeing them, even though they like him because there self-conscious about their body.

If this sounds like something anyone would be interested in let me know

[infecteddaydreamz]

need a fic where baby skwisgaar and baby toki accidentally meet each other years before dethklok and form an absolutely unbreakable bond with each other in which they struggle and manage to survive on their way to america! maybe out of the two of them skwisgaar gets to america first after some sort of argument or jealousy on tokis part of skwisgaar being able to leave so years later theyd like, still have their same meeting bc i love their meeting and i dont want it to change. but! imagine the different possibilities... like it adds a special layer of hurt. ESPECIALLY if they somehow didnt recognize each other with their long hair.... idk....gonna brainstorm this... !!!!