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tahkawtistic · 21 hours
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It's real
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bogmonstergeneral · 5 days
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“pickles HAS to be cis bc he’s a misogynistic/homophobic/douchebag smth smth toxic masculinity smth” SHUTUP. SHUTUP
trans ppl can suck. trans ppl can be misogynistic douchebag dildoheads who have been totally brainwashed by toxic masculinity. i’m so sorry he’s not your smol liddel boi or smth WHATEVER. take ur weird infantilzation of queer characters somewhere else. fuck off ugly
i’m so sorry brendon didn’t write a squeaky clean queer character for you to play with. that’s an almost fifty something year old trans man who fucking reeks of piss and vomit and gets called mother and uses the word faggot. that man is going to hell when he dies - not bc he’s trans, but bc he’s a piece of shit. but by god, if you think a character is getting into heaven scot-free, then thats prob not a well written character.
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thatwritingho · 8 months
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This line ruined me
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infernalmachine · 7 months
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Day four of kloktober is fav hcs! I love trans toki and pickles, and I was gonna put my genderfluid skwis but I’m lazy and my hand aches a bit
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j0nerino · 5 months
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watched metalocalypse once and now I’m trans
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forrest-drive · 27 days
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Gross <3
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ao9hp · 2 years
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Kloktober 2022 Day4: a favorite headcanon
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a couple of people have reblogged some of my old metalocalypse fanart so i gotta prove that i can draw faces better now or i’ll explode
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edit: i messed up his hair:’)
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rottingvulture · 29 days
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*drops this and runs*
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anothertransauthor · 7 months
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Can I get a trans Pickles x reader?
Hi, yes, I'm sorry this took so long! I’ve been working constantly this week, and on top of that, I wanted this fic to be its best (a lot of restarting half way through because I couldn’t continue it, and alooooot of proofreading—haha!) That being said, all other writing will be slow because I am a slow writer! Other than this one (it's on the shorter end of the spectrum), expect a thousand and up in word counts! That being said 2.0 please don’t be discouraged from requesting more! I love all of the ideas coming from you when I’m not writing something myself in the meantime! And yes, I will continue the ABC! List both SFW and NSFW! Someone's gonna have to show me how to make a master list.
Trans! Pickles x Reader
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Summary: just your state-of-the art Pickles comfort. Pickles has trouble asking for help when he needs it the most. Oh, and the reader also works with the show's production team.
Warnings: depictions of gender dysphoria, implied familial transphobia, description of surgery scars, reader with no specified gender
Word Count: 1,014 words
Pickles had always been open and rather accepting of everyone he'd ever had a conversation with, you included. Always the one to help others relax, always the one to listen, always the one to hold you with open arms. Something in you has always had the inclination in the back of your mind that he was projecting that same protection he craved for himself, but any time he starts to open up, something conveniently happens to interrupt him, or he shuts down completely. Always the reliable one, always putting everyone else first, always the rock.
You and Nathan were the first to notice his spiral when it first started. First, he was unusually snappy over little things when they were recording. He started waking up earlier and earlier, until he seemed to stop sleeping all together. Despite your pleas to take care of himself or talk to him, he kept insisting everything was okay. Always stable, always responsible, always cool.
His mask slipped completely one day during a show; maybe it was the lights, maybe it was the heat, maybe it was the fans glaring eyes staring at him like they knew something. The show was cancelled that day, and he locked himself in the broom closet in the makeup room. And now here you were, sitting with your back against the door, listening to the muted sniffles as pickles tried to hold it together. Always collected, always relaxed, always…quiet….
"I’m sorry..." Those were the first words you heard from outside the door; you weren't even sure he knew you were there. You sat up straighter and faced the door now, one hand on the cheap wood that separated you. "Don’t be sorry, dude. Nathan and Skwisgaar have handled the situation with the fans."
"No- no… y/n-- I'm sorry for shutting you and everyone else out... I'm a fuckin  hypocrite."His voice cracked and shuddered again; you could hear him shifting uncomfortably before he spoke again.
"The band didn't deserve this... You sure as hell didn't deserve  this—hell you made this show happen tonight, and I blew it."
You didn't know how to respond for a second; this was the first time you'd ever heard him so broken before. Lost in your own head, you almost didn't hear him knock on the door the first time to get your attention.
"Are you still there?"
"yeah—! Yeah, I-I’m still here, doodle... Can I join you in there? We can keep the lights off—"
Before you even finished your sentence, the door had opened, and Pickles' strong arm had pulled you inside. Just like you offered, the lights remained off. But you could still make out his outline in the shadows, and that was enough for you as you took his hand in yours.
The two of you stayed that way for what felt like forever, before the redhead took a deep breath and said, "My mom called me some days ago... "I guess I had left a drunk voicemail or somethin’— called me an even bigger disappointment than the day I told her I..." He choked up and pulled his knees to his chest. Your heart broke at the sight as your eyes adjusted and you could see him better. He looked like a kid again, dejected and lost. "I know I can never make her see me that way, but I’ve tried everything else to get her to love me—even just the facade of who she wants me to be."
There was a thunk as Pickle let his head fall back against the door. He pulled his hand away so he could push his palms against his eyes in an attempt to force his thoughts into order.
"I didn't mean to fall this far... Man, I'm fucked, aren't  I?"He laughed humorlessly before his eyes met yours in the dark: "I'm supposed to be the one helping anyone else with this... I'm fuckin' famous; I stopped worrying about how I'm perceived. If you told me when I was 16 that I didn't have to live my life in a binder—I'd fuckin laugh at ye…."
A hand took yours and brought it to his chest, and though it was over his shirt, your hand could almost feel the scars on his chest. You'd memorized it well; it didn't define who he was, but it did make him beautiful in your eyes.
"I hear you, loud and clear, Pickles." Your words felt hushed as his heartbeat thrummed against your fingertips, but he understood you well. Fresh tears welled in his green eyes as he pulled you fully into his lap, hiding his face in your shoulder. Moments like these usually require very few words; any string of sentences couldn’t convey what either needed to say exactly what they wanted anyway.
Your hands cupped Pickles’ face, your fingers gently massaging the weak spot behind his ear. He groaned appreciatively as both of you sat like that; the sounds of the show getting cleaned up were hardly muffled through the thin door.
"Oh man… Charles is so gonna have my ass." He groaned weakly when he decided he was done sitting in the rank ass broom closet.
"Don’t be so sure... Nathan will get to you first," you tried to tease, shoulders easing slightly at the sound of his familiar scoff, "he's been worried about you too... Don’t tell him I told you."
You could still sense his unease as his chin moved; he was looking at the wall now.
"Hey, look at me." You pulled him back to you, his face now clear in the shadows, as you skillfully wiped the fresh beads from his eyes.
"You’re not alone any more... You made it," you reassured him lovingly. "We can be strong for you sometimes."
Pickles hugged you tight, taking his first smooth breath since he'd calmed down. You kissed his head and down his cheeks before ghosting your lips over his. He smiled against you; his smile was always contagious. You had to suppress a giggle before giving him exactly what he wanted, holding him as you did.
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captainhappyclaws · 5 months
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Young trans Pickles struggling with body image?
[aka watch me vent through my comfort character]
Somehow I feel the sketches looked better but whatever ¿?
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bogmonstergeneral · 5 months
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they’re just. so easy to draw
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bellamer · 13 days
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Drew Pickles and Dillanne. Pickles was hard as fuck to draw and I am terrible at drawing kids so like Dillanne didn’t come out perfect either but there
More things about her and her relationship I guess:
- When Dillanne was born, Charles searched for her other father and found him in hopes of convincing Pickles to give her to him, making the other father sign an NDA and then paying him off to take care of the problem (it took forever for him to warm up to her since he kinda has a job to make sure accidental babies can’t stick around) . Only to find out that her other father had been killed a week after sleeping with Pickles when a Duncan Hills Coffeehouse was struck by a massive earthquake that killed everyone inside. The man also had no other relatives they could pawn her off to.
- When she gets older she develops kiddie glaucoma at around five and instead of letting her straight up smoke like Pickles did as a kid, Charles manages to convince Pickles to let her ingest just a little tiny bit of an edible that’s just enough to lower her eye pressure because for some reason Dethklok’s scientists can’t find a cure for glaucoma.
- When Dethklok is drinking and partying, when she’s not with her Klokateer nannies, she likes to sit in Charles’ office because it’s quiet. He’ll give her a coloring book, some graham crackers and a juice and just let her sit there because she stays quiet
- When she’s older she gets home schooled for security and safety reasons because who knows what dark organization is going to try to kidnap her or something.
- When she was one, she once managed to wander outside towards a pack of yard wolves and when Pickles’ noticed she was gone and had made her way outside, he saw red stuff on the grass and he thought his daughter had been mauled to death by the yard wolves but no, the yard wolves were being friendly with her and the red stuff was a jelly packet she had grabbed from the kitchen and the yard wolves were licking it off of her.
- She’s used as another reason by Pickles’ parents as to why he’s a failure since, he’s a single parent because, in his mom’s words “At least Sethy is married and raising his child in a two parent household !” when Seth is always out drinking and partying in Australia and Amber barely looks up from her phone to pay attention to the kid. And even though Pickles dotes on his daughter Molly still considers him a failure because he’s a single parent.
- Her favorite uncle is Skwisgaar because, in her words, “Uncle Skwis looks like a princess”. Skwisgaar absolutely hates it but cant say no to her when she asks to play Princesses. He reluctantly agrees but only if he gets to be a Queen instead of a princess
- Toki is her second favorite uncle because he always has toys in his room and is willing to play with her.
- Nathan is her third favorite uncle because he’s tall and lets her ride on his shoulders. It got her to stop crying when Pickles was hungover and she ran away from her nannies and bumped into him. Now it’s just their thing.
- Murderface and her have a strained relationship because he absolutely doesn’t care for kids at all but one time when things got a little too rowdy at a meet and greet (she was there because her assigned nanny was violently decimated at that nights concert) unruly fan broke through security and managed to touch her and Murderface was the one to punch the fan in the face and get her away. So he cares a little.
- Despite the older family members issues, she’s actually pretty chill with Seth’s kid, who I have decided to name Cody. At family gathers she and Cody don’t have issues despite her grandparents treating him better than her because in all honesty, Cody doesn’t care for his Grandma’s constant doting and finds it annoying.
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junkh3ad · 7 months
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Do you like trans Pickles headcanons? I headcanon that he always love keeping his hair short when he was a kid until when he was a teenager to feel more masculine. Unsurprisingly, Pickles’s parents might be blatantly transphobic including his dad. For Seth, it depends but I don’t think he’d be that bad. Seth might still tease Pickles but he doesn’t misgender him. That makes Pickles feel more body dysphoric than before since he has this sense of shame that he’ll still feel like a girl. But after leaving home, Pickles finally got the courage to grow out his hair, wear tight pants, nail polish and a skanky thong for the glam metal scene. Then after SnB turned famous, Pickles could afford the top surgery
I love trans Pickles.
I absolutely fucking ADORE the trans pickles head canon because i do that with EVERY character i like. i trans their gender no matter what.
I think Seth, as much as i hate him, was probably the only person to respect Pickles pronouns and name change for a very long time (his parents only started calling him Pickles once he got famous, but nothing else. Still misgender him.)
I think his Snakes N’ Barrels time was full of a lot of dysphoria from his stage looks (makeup, revealing clothes, the pressure to be with as many women as you could be, etc. i’m also a pansexual pickles truther.) Glam metal was definitely something fun for him at the time but he also was so fucked up most of the time due to his dysphoria that most of the time, he doesn’t remember much.
Once Dethklok took off he definitely got top surgery. My Nickles agenda is telling me that it’s possible that Nathan was the only one to know for a while, but i also really like the transfem skwisgaar head cannon i see floating around so i think they could bond over their own struggles with gender identity.
Trans pickles my beloved <3 i would die for him.
Do anything for dethklok includes dying on the trans pickles hill for me.
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polyklok · 1 year
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Pickles The Drummer Headcanon-
Pickles came up with his name on a whim. During his first (and very rough) week in L.A, he knew he was a boy but hadn’t decided his boy name. So, when someone asked, ‘Pickles’ was the first thing to come out of his mouth. He grew to like it.
Some time later, when Dethklok was getting their first record done, Charles asked if Pickles wanted his full dead name on the contract, he said “Fuck no” and legally changed his name. His middle name is “The” and his last name is “Drummer”. Only his family and Charles know his birth name.
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overlordlucandlere · 2 months
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Don’t mind me over here making AI Charles congratulate Pickles on his transition (:
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