#probs ooc but this is my third go at this particular one so

[angstytieflingbard]

Platonic THB x Child!Reader Request

Request: “Could I request another Adventure zone fic(sorry if this is annoying lol)? If not its okay! Again thank you for the first one! Another platonic fic with the reader being a young kid, and they seem pretty innocent. Until its revealed that they are a antagonist character and like actually a pretty intelligent manipulative person...but gets reformed cause its actually her mom who's the real antagonist? Just them interacting with the main three + Angus? Thank you for your time!” -anon

Summary: You thought you’d always have to do what your mother said. She wasn’t kind by any means, but she was what you knew. However, when a chaotic group of adventurers you had tricked into her grasp not only defeat her, but decide to help you, you start to realize how kind the world really could be.

Warnings: Heavily implied unnamed antagonist death

A/N: Okay taz anon, here it is! Sorry it took so long! It took me a couple tries to be happy with the plot, honestly, but I think it turned out pretty well. If you’re reading this, and you enjoyed it, or you want me to write something else for you, shoot me an ask! My request rules/fandoms are linked in my bio. I hope you enjoy!

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You stared ahead blankly, shock settling into your bones. Your mother was gone. You knew you should feel something, sadness or anger or some mix of the two, but instead you just felt… cold.

She’d been evil, you understood that, and she’d done everything in her power to raise you to be the same way, going as far as to use you as an agent of sorts for her schemes, despite your young age. In fact, that had ended up being the cause of her downfall, using you to lure in a group she called ‘reclaimers’ in her desperate search to find some kind of powerful object. She’d never told you exactly what she was looking for, partially because any time she mentioned it or the organization also looking for it (and similar objects, from what you could glean) all you could hear was static.

You sat on the steps of the old keep your mother had used as a base, and eventually, out of the corner of your eye you saw someone sit down next to you. Magnus, the kind, strange human man with the axe he called ‘Railsplitter.’

“Hey, kid. I’m sorry you had to be in there for that. That was… rough.” You blinked, knocked out of your thoughts by his apology.

He was apologizing? To you?

“It’s okay. I shouldn’t have stayed anyway. I knew she’d try to kill you if you didn’t agree to help her. And I knew you’d say no.” You admitted. You pulled your knees up to your chest and wrapped your arms around them. Magnus nodded.

“Smart kid. I should’ve guessed, considering you managed to lie in two separate zones of truth.” He said with a small chuckle, attempting to lighten the mood. You smiled slightly, but before you could say anything the doors of the keep burst open. Taako strode out, flicking a strand of his long blonde hair over his shoulder as his cloak flowed dramatically behind him. His heels clicked on the stone as he approached.

“Alright, we’ve finished up with the, uh…” He paused, glancing over at you.

“You can say that you looted the place.” You said bluntly. Taako laughed, ruffling your hair in an almost fond gesture.

“Yeah, that. I think Merle was checking down some side hallway he saw, he’ll be back in a second.”

“Did you guys find my room?” You asked curiously. Taako tilted his head, thinking.

“The only bedrooms we saw was the little dormitory for your moms’ goblin friends, and your moms’ room obviously.” You nodded, a little disappointed.

“I’m back! And I return with gifts!” Merle called out as he finally came out of the keep, practically waddling with how fast he was walking. He held a small sack in his arms, which he deposited in your arms as soon as he got close enough. You opened it, glad to find a few of your more valued belongings, specifically a plushie shaped like a bat, a few books, and the drider-silk cloak you had gotten as a gift for your birthday earlier in the year. You clutched the sack to your chest, giving Merle a grateful smile.

“Thank you, Merle.” You told him honestly. He waved your thanks off with a small shake of his head.

“Don’t mention it, kid. Really, don’t, I have a reputation to uphold.” He told you, and you couldn’t help but give a small giggle in response.

“Besides, he’s probably gonna sell literally everything valuable that was in your room, so this was really the least he could do.” Taako remarked with a smirk. Merle huffed indignantly, but gave no defense.

“C’mon, the --- should be here soon. I called with the ------ while you were inside.” Magnus said, and you blinked up at him, curious about the static you’d heard.

“You can do the static thing too?” You asked, and all three of them shared a glance.

“We’ll explain everything when we get to our… organization. ------------ will be able to explain better than us anyway... “ Magnus told you placatingly. You frowned, but nodded, letting the three of them guide you over to where their apparent rendezvous point was supposed to be.

~~~

Your first few hours on Moon Base Alpha had been chaotic, to say the least. Magnus had helped you out of the pod, and Taako had patted your back comfortingly as you attempted to get over the disorientation, both from flying and from having traveled in a vehicle you apparently couldn’t physically comprehend.

Then, you were ushered into the director’s throne room, where the three explained where they found you and why they brought you up, and she had, after much convincing, given you a vial of voidfish ichor to drink, which you had been quite upset to find tasted like rancid lime go-gurt.

Now, you sat in your newly assigned dorm, waiting for the boy who was apparently going to be your roommate, re-reading one of the books Merle had grabbed from your room before you left. It was a volume of a young adult detective serial, one you’d loved endlessly from the moment you were able to read it. Your mother had disliked it of course, on account of it encouraging general goodness, but she’d eventually relented after you took to practically tearing the keep apart brick by brick to hide the books in the walls and floors in the hall outside your room.

Eventually, the door opened, and a boy about your age came in, eyes already seeking yours out with a pensive stare. He was a little shorter than you, with dark, freckled skin and curly black hair partially hidden by a blueish grey flat-brimmed hat. He was also wearing khaki shorts with a blue argyle patterned sweater vest over a short-sleeved button up, and simple walking shoes.

“Hi.” You said after a long moment of staring each other down.

“Hi. You’re (Y/N), right? Madame Director told me you’d be bunking with me.” He moved to sit on the bed across from yours, the one already personalized with small decorations and posters on the wall.

“Yeah. They didn’t tell me anything about you. Just that you’d be here eventually.” You admitted.

“Oh! Well, I’m Angus Mcdonald, world’s greatest detective.” He introduced himself, holding a hand out for you to shake. You sat up, turning and leaning over the gap between your beds to shake his hand.

“It’s nice to meet you, Angus. How did you become the world's greatest detective?” You asked curiously.

“You just gotta be good enough at it for people to recognize you. And know when not to shy away from things people say aren’t your business.” He smiled as he talked, obviously proud of his title. You nodded at his words, thoughtful.

“You kind of remind me of a character from a book series I really like. Here,” You commented, grabbing the book you were reading and showing him the cover. He gasped, and you could practically see stars in his eyes.

“Wow, you read the Caleb Cleveland series?” He exclaimed. You felt a smile creep onto your face.

“Yeah, they’re my favorite books ever. My mother never liked them because, you know, Caleb Cleveland is good and all, but that never stopped me from reading them.” You confessed, your voice taking on a conspiratorial tone. He grinned at you.

“That’s so cool! How did you get away with reading them?”

“I started hiding them behind loose stones in the floor and walls so she wouldn’t find them.” You explained with a giggle. He laughed with you.

“I’ve gotta tell you all about some of the cases I’ve been on as a detective. That’s actually how Taako, Magnus, and Merle met me!”

“I’d like that.” You told him honestly, and his grin grew even wider. He started to ramble about one of his favorite cases to solve, the case of the Rockport Slayer, and you felt whatever tension had been in the room when he first came in bleed away in the wake of your newly discovered shared interests.

You liked it here, you decided, settling in to listen to your new friend’s story.

#taz #the adventure zone #taako #taako taaco #magnus burnsides #merle highchurch #angus mcdonald #x reader #reader insert #fanfiction #fanfic #probs ooc but this is my third go at this particular one so #*shrug*

[nightklok]

chickles for 2? or toki for 3 if someone asked for chickles already :3

Fandom Memes [open!] (shout out to firefox for crashing and making me rewrite this like twice-so i continued to add more to this because why not)

When I started shipping them: Oh this is actually a funny story- I can’t quite remember when I started shipping them but according to AO3, I read a chickles fanfic in November 2019 (the only one i didn’t reread because im sure there were others i read too) and that was around when I began starting the show. But around that time, I SWEAR when I looked at Charles wiki, there was some line there that was along the lines of  ‘Charles and Pickles had slept together sometime before Dethklok. while pickles doesn’t remember it, charles does’ I don’t even know if it was possibly a fever dream, mixing up a fanfic as canon, or I just happened to scroll through it when someone threw the line in BUT I CONSIDERED IT CANON and I lowkey waited for that scene as I remembered it on/off and it didn’t take until April 2020 when I finally finished the show to realize that it wasn’t canon D: so thanks to fanfics and probably misreading something in November-december 2019 that’s when I shipped them :D (Also if anyone knows where I may have gotten this from pls link me)

My thoughts: I love them!! They’ve made me happy shipping them and they’re just a good and wholesome ship to me! I think it has everything I could ever want in a ship; the angsty and sad moments but also the happy ones- I don’t know how I can articulate just how much they clicked with me but they really did! They’re like the ultimate band parents,

What makes me happy about them: I think I love how they can bring something in each other that they normally wouldn’t be able to do themselves. I headcanon Pickles as someone with ADHD (and aries because hi im an aries with ADHD) and I think Charles would be able to help calm him down and keep him focused or at least stimulated when he needs to be. Being with Charles can help him be a bit controlled (Though sometimes not by much when he wants to be a tease haha). I love the idea too of Pickles being able to bring Charles to have a more exciting day or just being able to help break routine a bit. Pickles sometimes likes to do things on the spur of the night just to keep himself entertained and Charles prefers to keep things in a schedule. They would find a compromise where Charles clears out a day and Pickles just takes him somewhere random. Is it a concert? Forest? Amusement park? Half the fun’s in not knowing! But Charles enjoys that he can be a bit looser and actually get to laugh and smile and just be having the time of his life with him-

What makes me sad about them: I think Doomstar/Post-doomstar and even the events between season 2 and 3 makes me sad, it breaks my heart in two just thinking about it. Pickles...would be so fucking devastated  when Charles died, especially if we go by if they met during Snakes N’ Barrels and he may have never gotten a chance to confess his feelings (or he did for more sadness) and Post-doomstar? He probably ends up blaming Charles leaving on himself and- though depending on where we’re thinking of the possibility of the timeline of their relationship, Going Downklok may have wrecked their relationship because alternatively, Pickles may not have flirted with Abigail but probably something else caused them to break up or destroy their relationship. There was a lot of tension/build up in that episode so I guess their build up and eventual burst would be feelings having to resurface, possibly Pickles getting too far in his addictions and Charles still revealing nothing about what happened during his absence or why he came back; so then you get  the dinner scene and it was the straw that broke the camel’s back to get him to quit and then all the events unfold and Pickles just blames himself so heavily on it  oh god i need to WRITE THIS

Things done in fanfic that annoys me: I don’t think there’s anything in fanfic that annoys me when people write them- It’s more of being uncomfortable/disturbed?...there were a few fics I came across where Charles was borderline abusive/overly sadistic (and one where I wish I hadn’t read-) that left a bad taste in my mouth after reading it. I just feel like that’s way too OOC and Charles definitely isn’t the type of person to be an abusive asshole and/or would definitely know the boundaries of being sadistic in the bedroom while still making sure his partner is into it/feels safe. But i guess that kinda goes in general for any Charles/character fics- 

Things I look for in fanfic: I think them being in character, an interesting plot line, and just it being well written is all i can ask for haha-I honestly love any Chickles fanfic out there; I think the things I look for in particular are either his reactions to seeing Charles when he comes back or anything post doomstar but also implying that they met during Snakes N Barrels help

My wishlist:

I guess I’m just gonna shove in things I hope to write actually- (screaming at me to write particular fics helps motivate me so go @ it-)

A Star reader AU: this actually would be the one of the first (probs second or third) Chickles fic I had ever written as I had drafted it around ago even though I had initially planned for the Chickles to kinda be hinted at but with what I know now, would make it more prevalent. If anyone has read Blood Red Road by Moira Young you might see where I’m going but basically, there was a character who was able to read the stars and predict the future. (if you’re hoping the novel goes more into that i’m sorry-) So if we make Charles one of those people, then probably adds more depth to why he chose to work with Dethklok right? :D  Secret singer fic: I AM writing that one!! I just got sidetracked but God I’m gonna get back to it as soon as I can!! Basically for anyone else reading this, Charles and his friends put up a bet to see how difficult (or easy) it would be for Charles to become internet famous by having him post covers/original songs under an anonymous name. It becomes a chaotic mess when he gets more than he bargained for and does end up gaining some popularity, someone on the internet spreads the rumor the singer is someone famous, and a particular someone came across those songs and finds the lyrics almost a little too relatable. That fic where instead of Pickles being happy that Charles is back from the dead and they can live happily ever after, he becomes incredibly distressed and heartbroken because he ends up suffering major trauma. because seeing your bf ‘die’ all bloodied and mangled and coming back with only a scar and secrets he won’t tell you? That’s definitely years worth of therapy right there. That is like the only fic of this list even remotely close to finishing but God, definitely one of the most difficult to write- Fics where they met before/during Snakes N’ Barrels. I need to write one or two fics on that because I consider it canon. I’m sure I have mentioned drafting one or two fics like that?? Gotta look through my evernotes-

Who I’d be comfortable them ending up with, if not each other: I’m sorry but no my mind refuses to delve further- And i mean I’ve been digging Magnus/Charles lately and we all know how that wouldn’t last either so they’re meant for each other fjkdsfjlk

My happily ever after for them: The boys defeat Salacia, Charles and Pickles reunite and kiss for the first time in such a long time. They’re finally happy together and get to officially date (or continue where they left off). Charles is able to retire as the priest as his work is completed (or he manages to get it more public considering they saved the world so most likely it’d be a recognized religion) They get married, and when Dethklok officially retires, they buy a few houses, maybe even do music projects together or Charles takes over Crystal Mountain Records actually and Pickles helps out by being one of the music producers, they adopt a cat or dog or both, and just be happy with each other :D

#lampmeeting #chickles #charles foster offdensen #pickles the drummer #I CAN NEVER GIVE SIMPLE ANSWERS WITH THEM BUT I LOVE THEM-