#metalocalypse nathan x reader

[tokiwarcube]

Hugging Dethklok is...

Just some little headcanons on what it would be like to hug the boys (+Charles) when you're having a rough time.

Hugging Charles is…

Warm. There’s a lot of things in this world Charles can fix… and many that he can’t, loathe as he is to admit it. It’s what he does, after all. He makes things right. So when the world is crashing down upon you, it pains him beyond belief to know that he can’t just fix what ails you. But little does he know, he still lightens the burden just by being him. You’d think him stiff and unsure, but after so long of knowing you, the comfort seems to come easier. He’s good at giving advice when needed, but it’s nothing compared to the way he holds you — firm yet soothing as he runs his hand comfortingly along your upper arm, before kneading tender circles into your shoulder. Stable. Steady. Even when things look bleak, he exudes such a warm, patient presence that, even if only for the moment, makes things more bearable.

Hugging Nathan is…

Safe. He doesn’t give hugs often, but when he does, he does a good job at making you feel protected. From the world. From yourself. From all the suffocating black clouds of fear and anxiety that threaten to choke you, and leave you dead where you stand. He doesn’t really know how to talk you through whatever it is that you’re struggling with, but that’s okay — sometimes the silence is better, anyways. Strong arms wrapped around your form like a shield against that all that plagues you, steady heartbeat beneath your head narrowing your thoughts onto that singular sound… He wishes he could make things better for you with a wave of his hand, but not all problems are so easy. Until then, this is enough.

Hugging Pickles is…

Familiar. You’ve spent so many days and nights in each others’ embrace that when things get rough, you hardly even have to ask. There’s an odd thing that comes with grief — the constant well-wishes and special treatment, which appreciated in some respects, sometimes just makes things feel… worse. Alienating. A perpetual reminder that things aren’t what they should be, right now. But Pickles is different. You can talk about it if you want to, sure, but if you don’t? He can just hold you for now — content to simply be with you, unwavering in his place in your life. The familiarity of it helps detract a bit from the aching reminder of the unfamilar. If you want him to hold you tighter, or talk, or shut up… just say the word. He’s there for you.

Hugging Skwisgaar is…

Feeling seen. Skwisgaar struggles with a lot of things in this realm — giving affection, receiving affection, talking about fears and pain and sadness… so frankly, he doesn’t. Not unless it’s you — by you, for you. He’s all gangly limbs and simmering insecurity, but for you, he tries. So when he pulls you to his chest, long arms curled around your middle as he rubs tender circles against your skin, you know he’s truly, truly there for you. Not out of obligation, or as a half-assed attempt at placating you — He would never push himself so far out of his comfort zone if he didn’t truly want to help lighten your burden. When he hums little affirmations, you know he’s actually listening: He may not know exactly what to say, but he makes you feel heard. Seen. He may not have all of the solutions to what you’re going through, but the simple fact that he’s here, unwavering in his love even when he doesn’t know just how to express it, is enough.

Hugging Toki is…

Secure. Toki is no stranger to affection, but when you really need it, he pours every ounce of love he can into the gesture. Sometimes you forget how strong he is — in every sense of the word, really — until you’re pressed against him like his. Hugging Toki has always made you feel safe, but in times like this, he makes you feel secure, too. Secure in the way of knowing that the horrors of the world aren’t going to keep you down forever. Secure in the way of knowing that you’re not going to go through this alone. Do you want to talk about it? He’ll listen to every word you have to say, chiming in when he can, and placing little kisses to your temple when he can’t. His mustache presses against your skin so familiarly when he does, and it’s then that you know that you won’t have to go through this alone.

Hugging William is…

A promise. There’s a lot of things William missed out on in life — chiefly that of comfort. So in some respects, you’d think he’d be unsure of how to give it — and perhaps that isn’t entirely inaccurate. But he dreamt often of such gestures, a sort of guilty pleasure if you will… so while he might not be certain of the perfect way to help, he doesn’t let it show. Instead, he pours every ounce of love that he can into the gesture when you need it the most. And oh, does it ever show — he drops his voice into a half-whisper as he whispers little affirmations, of how it’ll be okay, how you’re going to get through this, how you’re not alone. And anyone could say these things, sure, but from him? They sound like they really could be true — not generic nothings, but actual promises. And with how close he holds you, how warmly he speaks, how much physical warmth he seems to exude… you start to believe him.

[pickleskisser]

hii!! I really liked your pickles headcanons and the part about meeting his family was my favorite! if you have the time could I request hcs for meeting the family for the rest of the boys? if not the rest of them then just skwisgaar would be fine!

remember to drink water, eat a snack, and take plenty of breaks!

(ps can i be spade anon?)

HIIII !! Omg thank you sm I had a lot of fun with it lolz. And yeah I can so do that for you :p fair warning it's very improvised since info on these dude's parents are scarce but I hope it's enjoyable anyways ☆

Meeting the Parents HCs

Nathan Explosion

The one you have to worry least about, his parents are sweethearts.

Though his mom will have an eye on you both the whole time.

I feel like Nathan has a record of getting entangled with people who were not so good for him, so it isn't personal or anything she's just on the fence at first.

Once she realizes you're not like that, though, and genuinely love Nathan and, in turn, treat him how he deserves, she's alllllllll over you.

She's going to want your number, your Skype, your Facebook, everything.

She'll pull out the baby pictures too. It greatly embarrasses your brutal boyfriend.

His dad would be the same, on the fence a little, but he overall trusts Nathan a little more.

He might try to plan a fishing trip, though, and Nathan is going to be all over that, so good luck getting out of that if you viscerally dislike fishing.

Overall, don't sweat it! As long as you treat their boy right, they love you, and you might as well be family now.

Toki Wartooth

Oh boy. So I'm not sure you could ever really meet his parents?

He doesn't like talking about them. You probably didn't even learn anything about them until late in your relationship.

If you were to hypothetically meet them, well, you're only meeting his mom.

Aslaug would be dead at this point so there wouldn't be much of an option.

Anja is a cold woman with high unachievable standards. So don't take the fact she won't even speak to you too personally.

If you're religious in the Christian sense, you might have a small chance of approval… but then again, you're dating Toki Wartooth of Dethklok, and you had to learn about him somewhere. Goddamn devil music.

Don't even waste your breath. All that matters is how much you and Toki love each other.

William Murderface

It's not willing on his part at all.

Stella is showing up unannounced, ranting and raving about not telling her he finally got hitched, and he must just want her to die or something.

He's snippy and miserable the whole time. Not miserable in the same sense Pickles was, he's more annoyed than anything.

Stella isn't the most gentle woman. She's abrasive and loud and can be partial to physical violence, but she does care a little bit about her grandson.

She really sucks at showing it, and definitely fucked him up with her parenting style (if his emotional constipation and short fuse didn't make that clear) but she did step up when his parents died instead of letting him go through the system, so.

All this to say, she's giving you a shotgun talk.

William will pry it out of her hands, of course, and curse her out for it, but it's happening !!

After that, though, don't worry, you're family now. Actually, maybe you should worry.

This means that whatever small politeness she whipped up before is long gone, you're a Murderface now, you are going to get treated like one.

Although William couldn't care less about his grandmother's opinion, he cares about yours. So, to see you embracing his family in full stride without getting scared off is more than heartwarming to him.

Skwisgaar Skwigelf

Again, it's fully unwilling on his end. It would honestly have to be something you want.

I think it's needless to say his relationship with his mom is weird. He truthfully wouldn't mind never seeing her again, especially after the events of fatherklok.

But again, if you really, really, want it then, yeah, he'll take you down to Sweden.

Surfetta doesn't have much of an opinion on you. What you are to her son is no concern to her.

She's most likely tipsy the whole time and disappearing for periods at a time.

The whole thing will feel like a waste of time, and Skwisgaar is stressed.

Don't worry he just needs to play his Thunderhorse for a few hours, and maybe a little bit of laying on top of you with his head on your chest listening to the sound of your heartbeat… just a little.

[littlespace-imagines]

I watched Metalocalypse: Army of the Doomstar and Toki is a canonical age regressor who carrys a “Deadybear” around with him and the whole band accepts it and supports it and it’s not even a humorous focal point or anything. Pickles just says “Sorry, you know, Toki's a little sensitive these days. We think he's regressing from, you know, the whole thing.” When Toki has on outburst from being told not to something and other than him always having his comfort bear that’s the only way it’s mentioned, he is still the Toki we love.

It’s so nice to see regression presented in a legitimate way, Toki and the whole band went through hell, we see Nathan struggling with his own ptsd also. The fact that the whole band -including murderface who usually hits below the belt with his insults- just goes with it.

[bratdotcom]

SMALL THINGS I THINK THE BOYS WOULD FALL FOR + CHARLES !!!

( dethklok + charles x reader hcs !! this is my first time writing for them so if its ooc i apologize in advance 😭 )

NATHAN

- Being able to rest with you. He's an overthinker, even when it comes to resting

- He constantly wonders to himself if he's doing things right. Having you there to reassure him and bounce ideas with him makes Nathan feel much more confident about making big decisions for the band when Pickles is busy

- Reminding him to wear his glasses. Most of the time, he doesn't bother to unless the situation really calls for it

- Speaking of glasses, when he's in public with you and he can't see something , you become his glasses. ( When in private, he'll awkwardly tell you that you did a good job and that he loves you )

SKWISGAAR

- sharing

- straight up, just sharing anything

- Skwisgaar doesn't like sharing much of anything at all- you're the exception

- He secretly loves handing you sweets from his plate and watching your face light up when your eyes land on his fork (he pretends like it isn't a big deal, but it definitely is)

- He loves breaking pastries in half just to give the other piece to you

- Skwisgaar has a sense of pride whenever you thank him. He pretends like it's nothing (it's going to be on his mind for weeks)

PICKLES

- lazing around with you

- Pickles loves preparing the living room just for the two of you to watch on the various screens hooked up on the ceiling, snacks, blankets, and all

- if you're up for it, he'll gladly rewatch movies you've both seen a dozen times before

- does the trick where he pretends to yawn so he can wrap his arm around you ( does it because it makes you laugh every single time )

TOKI

- kisses!!

- pecks on the cheek, forehead kisses, butterfly kisses, Toki loves them all!!

- Especially quick pecks on the cheek when you need leave the room

- More than once, Skwisgaar has to tell him to pay attention during practice all because you kissed him

- Toki thinks kisses on the lips are the specialist of them all. He'd rather kiss you on the lips in private rather than in public

MURDERFACE

- listening to him

- due to how often he's overlooked in the band, he doesn't have anyone to share his thoughts with

- that was until you came into the picture

- William absolutely adores you. He knows that you won't ridicule him or cut him off when he's explaining battle facts or ideas he has for his own independent projects

- He also likes laying his head on your shoulder, but he tries playing it off as him being 'tired' from touring

- He tries to act tough but if you kiss him on the bridge of his nose his face will go entirely red (I'm talking about looking away and murmuring to himself type shit)

CHARLES

- calling each other

- even with how chaotic the boys are, Charles still tries to keep a consistent schedule so he can call you at the same times everyday

- Unsurprisingly, being Dethklok's manager is a time-consuming job

- Knowing that you're at home waiting for him with open arms makes him feel better

- He likes hearing you ramble about whatever over the phone whenever he has the time to call you

- On the rare occasion where he has nothing else to do, he often replays the voice messages you leave in his inbox, listening intently as if you were right in front of him. He misses you. A lot

[mrsskwigelf]

NATHAN SEXPLOSION — reuploaded!

AN: hello!! originally i wrote this fic ages ago in like 2023? i think? i posted it on ao3 under the same name but since im making this acc from scratch i decided to reupload it on here so there’s more traction LOL besides i want there to be an example of my writing on my acc so like yeah! again, this is old and I PROMISE my writing has gotten better LOLOL so yeah! comments & reblogs appreciated! >_<

RECAP: nathan explosion x fem! reader | after seeing you talking to skwisgaar, the swede’s smirk makes his stomach turn, a fiery pit of jealousy burning in his stomach, so he takes you back to his room to remind you that you’re his.

WARNING: nsfw! jealousy sex, skwisgaar is an opp kinda but it’s okay cuz nathan dicks you down lol, pussy eating cuz idc if he doesn’t like eating pussy he does to me ok.. he slaps you but like it’s a sexual way like you’re getting off to it.. breeding, mating press, idk what else i didn’t read through it bc it’s so old and ill die LOL

His eyes narrowed as he watched you from across the party. There you stood, talking happily to Skwisgaar, laughing along to whatever he was telling you.

Taking a sip from his beer, Nathan grunted, an uncomfortable hot feeling filled his chest. He had been trying to suppress the feeling all night long. Unconsciously, he knew that you weren’t flirting with Skwisgaar, you had no reason to be. But somehow, his blood boiled from jealousy as the minutes ticked by.

It annoyed him, Skwisgaar could be talking to any of the other groupie sluts in this god forsaken party, yet there he was. Talking to you.

His girlfriend.

It pissed him off, what the fuck were you thinking? He could see Skwisgaar staring you down, with his height, Nathan could see the way his gaze focused on your chest and how good that cocktail dress looked on you.

He hated how Skwisgaar had a smirk curled on his lips as his eyes were lidded, it was like he was trying to seduce you. It reminded Nathan of all the failed dates he’s had before because of his dildo band mates throwing themselves at them.

But this was different, you were his partner . Not some first date, not some woman that would bend over for the slightest hint of attention the rest of the band gave you.

Looking away, Nathan scoffed as he leaned back against the couch was was sitting on, taking a few hefty gulps of his beer, hoping the alcohol would hit sooner.

Nathan tried to clear his head, repeating to himself that he didn’t have to worry. He didn’t need to be jealous, you were just being friendly with Skwisgaar, besides just the night before he had you babbling like a brain dead slut over his cock.

Skwisgaar couldn’t compare.

Yeah, he couldn’t compare. Nathan thought, taking another long sip from his beer, effectively emptying the bottle. Glancing back at the two of you, Nathan’s heart rate spiked at the sight.

Skwisgaar had his arm wrapped around your shoulder, holding you close, way too close as he talked. If he would’ve held the beer bottle any tighter it would’ve shattered in his hand.

That was his last straw, he was practically seeing red. If he didn’t work with Skwisgaar he would’ve started a fight right there, instead, he stood up abruptly and walked over to the two of you. Taking long and fast strides, he was quick to reach your side, placing his hand on the small of your back.

You had just been laughing at a joke Skwisgaar had thrown, something about some fan that had tried to climb onto the stage when he did his solo. It was lively and oddly enough, the Swede was humorous when he wasn’t boasting about his guitar skills. Just then, you felt a large hand land on your back, you laugh stopped and you glanced to your side. Expecting some random person, but instead you saw Nathan.

A smile was quick to appear on your face, but Nathan wasn’t looking at you. Instead, he was looking, or more so glaring, at Skwisgaar, you didn’t notice his intense glare though.

“Nathan! Skwisgaar was just telling me some fan stories, they’re crazy!” You said happily, leaning into his touch. His green gaze finally moved down to you, he grunted in reply. “Uh, yeah.” He grumbled, sliding his hand to your hip and pulling you close to his chest.

“..Yeahs, those dildoes ams crazies.” Skwisgaar added, his gaze focused on Nathan, the glare he shot him was hard to ignore. Scowling, Skwisgaar let out a grunt, “Anyways..amsts goings to goes.” Skwisgaar said, Nathan squeezed your hip.

At the Swede’s words, you pouted, but didn’t press further. “Okay! I’ll talk to you later, I had fun!” You said with a warm smile, waving at Skwisgaar as he walked away, not having issues with finding another woman to talk to.

Now, it was just you and Nathan.

Looking back up at Nathan, you noticed how his jaw was clenched and his gaze followed Skwisgaar, as if making sure he was actually gone. Raising your eyebrow, you nudged him. “Nathan?” Barely sparing you a glance, Nathan squeezed your hip. “This party is boring, let’s go.” He grunted, taking your wrist and practically pulling you away.

You didn’t have space to argue, so you followed.

Walking down the long hallways of Mordhaus felt like an eternity, while you two walked, Nathan’s grip on your hand was firm and rather tight.

There was a tense silence between the two, you had tried to start some sort of conversation about the party, but you made the mistake of bringing up Skwisgaar. In turn it made Nathan scowl and go quiet, you did notice how he squeezed your hand more at the mention of the Swede.

After what felt like forever, you two finally arrived to Nathan’s bedroom.

“What’s up with you?” You asked, sitting at the edge of Nathan’s ridiculously large bed. You weren’t an idiot and it was clear that he was annoyed, angry maybe?

Walking over, Nathan pushed you down onto the bed, “Nothing.” He grumbled, towering over you.

“Nothing?” You hummed, letting your legs spread to accommodate him, did he think you were dumb? With a smile, you hummed, “You’re being extra brooding, what happened?” You pressed.

Nathan slipped on top of you, both of his hands landing next to your head. “Nothing. Shut up.” He replied, his long hair falling and framing his face, with that, he pressed his lips against yours.

The pace was quick and sloppy, a bit of force behind it too, but you didn’t mind.

Moaning into his mouth, you moved your hand and gripped his shoulder, after a few seconds he pulled away. Letting you catch your breath while he went down and started pressing kisses down your neck.

The kisses were open mouthed, his tongue pressing against your skin before he sucked.

With your small cocktail dress, it had a plunged neck line. It was black and it hugged your curves nicely, your chest was exposed so Nathan had lots of space to lick and mark.

Whining, you could feel his lips against your collarbone, sucking on your skin, making sure to leave a visible hickey.

That way, Skwisgaar could see that you belonged to him.

“Mm..Nathan.” You moaned softly, your legs loosely wrapping around his hips. A rumbling groan left Nathan’s lips, one that came from deep down in his chest.

The way you moaned his name made his head spin and his blood surged down to his crotch, his jeans applying pressure to his hardening cock. Making him feel suffocated.

“Fuck.” He grunted, moving back, his hands gripped the neckline of your dress. It was plunged and brought out your tits nicely, being held up by some meek spaghetti straps. With a rough yank, Nathan pulled the dress down, exposing your tits.

They bounced at the force, you yelped as the cold hair hit your breast. Your nipples perking up quickly, “Nathan! This dress was expensive!” You squealed, instinctively covering your chest.

“And? I’ll buy you a new one.” He grunted, shooting you a glare before moving your arms away and latching his mouth to one of your perky nipples.

You were about to complain, but the warm feeling of his tongue swirling around your nipple made you moan softly instead.

Nathan grew eager with his tongue, alternating between both nipples and leaving hickies. His hand slipped down to your thigh, his rough fingers slipping up your dress, pulling the skirt up.

His fingers pressed against your underwear, toying with your clothed clit, making your body twitch, “N-Nathan!” You stammered.

Nathan’s gaze fell on your face, pulling away and standing at the edge of the bed, his hands hooked under your knees and yanked you forward. Leaving you lying against the edge of the bed, Nathan was quick to roughly pull down your panties, not even caring enough to take them completely off, they just stayed hooked on your right ankle.

Dropping down to his knees, Nathan made space between your legs, you shivered as his hot breath fanned against your soaked cunt.

“Nathan..”

You mewled, you weren’t sure what had him this filed up. A sharp gasp left your lips as you felt his flat tongue against your cunt, licking from your slit up to your clit.

Your hips squirmed, Nathan was never a big fan of eating pussy, so this had your brain fuzzy. In Nathan’s mind, his only goal was to outshine Skwisgaar.

He’s heard stories about the Swede, about how he gives the best head to whichever woman is lucky enough to receive it. Nathan wanted to mentally prove to you that he too could give you great head.

It’s not like you ever doubted that, but still.

This was all mental for him.

Rolling his tongue in a circular motion against your sensitive clit, your breathing was breathy and whiny. Fuck, he was good.

Your thighs struggled to stay open and accommodating to the fact your boyfriend was eating you out, but Nathan didn’t care. In fact, as your thighs squeezed his head, his hands held the outside of your thighs, keeping your legs locked around his head.

All you could do was moan shakily, whimper out his name, and roll your hips up. Thrusting up to try and keep his face pressed against your cunt.

Nathan made it his job to have his nose pressed against your clit whenever his tongue messed with your insides, but also alternating between sucking on your clit while his fingers slipped inside your cunt, curling up and pressing on your sensitive spot.

While his tongue pressed and lapped up your clit, Nathan moaned against your pussy. Hearing you whine and cry his name was making his ego grow as much as the bulge in his pants.

So much so, that while he kept sucking and licking, his hand slipped down to his pants. He palmed his bulge, groaning in need.

He wanted to fuck you so fucking bad.

He could feel his cock throb against his pants, but before shoving his cock into you, he wanted to have you cum on his tongue. A need to taste your slick made his movements more eager.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before a bundle of nerves began to build in the bottom of your stomach. Your hand came to push his head down, gripping his long black hair tightly.

Your hips kept rolling against his face, begging for friction. You gasped and whined, your cunt feeling sensitive, the feeling was too much. His flat tongue makes it hard to keep your composure, “M’cummin!” You weeped, rolling your head back as your thighs squeezed his head.

Nathan’s nails dug into your plush skin, devouring your pretty cunt.

The knot that had built up was getting tighter and tighter, to the point you couldn’t hold back. With a sharp moan, the knot snapped and a wave of ecstasy washed over you.

Your back arched and your thighs remained clamped against Nathan’s head while you tugged on his hair, struggling to catch your breath as your hips kept pressing against his mouth to ride out your orgasm.

Nathan’s sharp gaze focused on you, watching as your body twitched and trembled under his touch.

Finally, your body relaxed. Moving your legs, you spread your legs and your body practically went limp. Your head rolled back, your eyes slipping shut as your legs occasionally twitched. “..Fuck.” You gasped.

Nathan pulled back and he stood back up.

You still laid on the edge of the bed, your tits exposed and your skirt pulled up to your stomach, your glistening cunt exposed to the eyes of your lover.

Nathan stood at the end of the bed, watching you hungrily as his hands slipped down and quickly undid his pants, his hands practically trembling.

You watched as he did so, he was quick with his movements. Eager even, with ease he dropped his pants and his cock sprung out. It was throbbing, standing tall in all its glory, precum coating the tip.

The sight of his cock made your stomach turn, filling with butterflies. You practically drooled, Nathan wrapped his hand around his shaft, pumping his cock over and over, groaning softly as he did so.

Taking a hold of your knees, Nathan pulled your body closer to the edge, holding you up for easier access to your cunt.

You gulped, Nathan’s cock prodding your cunt, teasing you. With a whine, your eyebrows furrowed. “You’re soaked.” Nathan groaned, his face flushed as he felt your slick coating his cock. “Stop teasing!” You cried, needing his fat cock to stuff your cunt.

Nathan adjusted his position, spitting on his fingers before rubbing the spit down his thick shaft, mixing it with his precum.

Without proper warning, Nathan shoved his cock past your cunt. Stretching your walls to make space for his girthy cock. A loud cry left your lips at the feeling, your own cries mixing with Nathan’s guttural groan.

The feeling of your warm walls wrapping around his cock, hugging him snuggly, made his cock throb. Your cunt was slick and welcoming.

He adjusted your legs to be wrapped around his hips and his hands held your hips, nails digging into his skin. Pulling your hips back, Nathan pulled his cock back and then shoved back in.

Thrusting his hips, Nathan pounded into your cunt.

Your body bounced against the bed due to his brute force, your hands gripped the bedsheets desperately as your moaned, a string of babbles and curses slipped past your lips.

What has gotten into him?

Your tits bounced freely, the sound of skin slapping was loud, his heavy balls pounding against your ass.

In Nathan’s mind, the egocentric thought of ‘ Skwisgaar couldn’t fuck her like this ’ was taking over his mind, watching as your face contorted in bliss, the way your eyes rolled back and shut, and not to mention the whiny cries that left your lips, it was filling his jealous ego and making his thrusts become harsher.

You could handle it.

Stopping his thrusts, Nathan stayed nuzzled deep inside your cunt. Roughly, he grabbed the back of your thighs and pushed your legs snug against your chest.

He had you folded into a mating press, the new position made your eyes widen, before you could even get a word out, Nathan pulled back and slammed back in.

“N-Nathan!” You cried, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as he put his weight down on each thrust. The angle making it easy for Nathan’s cock to repeatedly hit the spongy spot inside you that has your brain melting.

Babbling, you couldn’t produce a coherent sentence, all you could do was struggle to talk as your brain gave out.

Nathan was doubled over you, his thrusts filled with a hard force, he had you folded and he wasn’t letting you move. He was grunting and groaning, those noises coming deep from his chest.

You’re the best pussy he’s ever fucking had.

He was practically drooling, the way your cunt fluttered around his shaft, clenching down while you mewled. It was like a fucking drug, shots of electrifying pleasure coursed through his body, making him shiver.

Moving one of your legs over his shoulder, Nathan moved his hand and wrapped it around your delicate neck. His large hand squeezing around your neck. His nails digging down against your neck, biting your lip, lidded eyes stared at Nathan as he squeezed.

“God, you’re such a fucking slut.” Nathan grunted, landing particularly harder thrusts inside you, making you moan like a horny slut, just like Nathan said.

His mind was clouded, the mental image of you smiling and laughing at whatever the fuck that Swede told you fueled his anger and frustration.

Nathan let out a noise, one very similar to an animalistic growl, “Fucking greedy for attention.” He rambled, “Hanging on the arm of some dildo and for what?” He groaned, “Laughing at some, uh, stupid stories like a groupie slut.” Nathan squeezed.

You whined, your eyes fluttering shut, his words barely registered.

“But you know that no one can fuck you like this.” Nathan growled, watching as you nodded your head desperately. “..No one can have you acting like a brainless slut,” He moaned, “Nobody but me.” He practically snarled, still pounding into your squelching pussy.

You could only nod, struggling to even muster up a vocal reply that wasn’t a moan or gasp.

Nathan didn’t like that, he wanted to hear you say it.

Stopping his thrusts, Nathan narrowed his eyes, you whined; you didn’t want him to stop! Nathan moved his hand and with a swift motion, he gave you a slap across the face.

Fuck.

A moan of pleasure from the sting left your lips, “C’mon, say it.” Nathan growled, his voice guttural and deep. His eyebrows furrowed, feeling your pussy clench around him after he slapped you, of course you liked that.

Your brain was melted, lidded eyes glanced at Nathan, a fucked out smile coming to your lips.

“..N-No one can fuck me like you can, Nathan.” You said, smiling like a fucked out slut, your words made Nathan’s chest fill with pride. Yeah, that’s right.

“Fuck.” He muttered to himself, that was hot. Really fucking hot, gripping the bottom of your thighs again, Nathan plunged back into your cunt.

That familiar knot from before was coming back, your body felt hot, a thin sheet of sweat was covering your skin as well as Nathan’s.

Furrowing your eyebrows, you cried. “M’so c—close!” You stammered, your eyes shutting tight as your head rolled back to the side.

Nathan shut his eyes too, focusing on his thrusts and his own pleasure, he gripped your thighs tightly, enough that it would bruise in the morning.

His balls felt heavy, a similar knot filling in his stomach, the primal urge to shove his cum deep down inside your greedy cunt making his mind run wild.

With a long cry, you came. The climax hit you hard, your back arched and your toes curled, one of your heels slipping off as your legs trembled.

Babbling out curses, you sobbed. The pleasure was too much, it was overwhelming for your body, Nathan’s thrusts had gotten sloppy.

“God, fuck .” He groaned, your walls squeezing down on his cock, as if you were milking his cock. His thrusts were heavy and uneven as he desperately chased his orgasm, your walls fluttering as your body trembled from overstimulation.

It didn’t take long for Nathan’s climax to hit, pressing your thighs against your chest, he pressed his body down. Placing his body weight on top of your smaller body. His balls tightened and his cock twitched, his cum coming out in hot spurts.

It was thick and milky, staining your walls and filling you up to the brim.

His body was pressed above you, his head nuzzled into your shoulder as he panted and grunted. Breathing heavily as he slowly thrusted, riding out his orgasm.

There you two laid, sweaty and fucked out.

Nathan’s cock stayed nuzzled inside your cunt as it softened, your arms lazily wrapped stood his neck, holding him tightly against you.

Nathan let go of your legs, letting them relax, you moved them and lazily wrapped them around his waist, savoring the feeling of his large body resting on top of you.

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nathan explosion x reader?

I love Nathan omg, I think him and Murderface are my top fav Dethklok members. I'm spreading my "Nathan Explosion Is secretly a big ol' softie" agenda :3<

Nathan Explosion

Nathan is probably the first to catch a crush on you, and he’s very good at hiding it should the need arise

He’s the front-man of one of the most famous bands like, ever. He’s definitely a bit apprehensive at the start of his relationship. How’s he supposed to be able to tell his lover isn’t just some groupie trying to get in close?

Once he grows past these anxieties, however, Nathan is a surprisingly sweet guy. He remembers literally everything you mention. You like this band? He uses his connections in the industry to get you tickets. You have a favorite movie? He loves spending time watching it with you

Goes ALL OUT for anniversaries. Like, clears his schedule and plans a whole day to celebrate his relationship with you. He’s not too much of the ‘random gift’ type, but you know he buys you tons of treats and little gifts for the occasion

Nathan is very much a gesture-based lover. Holds the door for you, offers to hold and carry things for you, etc. Loves being the “big, strong man” in the relationship, it makes him feel needed and important

A bit of a traditional romantic. He loves to plan dates, nine times out of ten during his downtime he's conspiring about what the next date could be, what sorts of places you'd like to go, what restaurants you'd mentioned wanting to try, etc.

Common Pet names include: Babe, Hun, Honey, Sweetness (this one is reserved for those quiet moments alone…)

Nathan has definitely tried to write a few songs about you, which…is very cute, in an odd heavy-metal laced way. There’s something so…Nathan about hearing sweet, tender words set to the tune of death metal

[sakuralovespossums]

Deathklok x Fem Reader with Pixie-Cut Hair

(Or the author realizing she has a neck kink)

Nathan Explosion

The image of Nathan with his long hair next to you with your short one is too cute

He finds it so adorable and loves how soft it feels whenever he pets you or brushes your hair (he’ll never admit it tho cuz it’s not brutal)

You don’t have to hear him say it tho to know how much he loves your hair. Whenever he walks past you, he affectionately ruffles your hair and you blush at how his large warm hand almost engulfs your head

Pickles the Drummer

Likes to drunkenly nibble on your exposed neck whenever you cuddle

His nickname for you is coconut-head

If he’s really drunk or high, he’ll sometimes mistaken you for a (pretty hot) guy

Really likes sniffing your hair cuz it helps him calm down

Toki Wartooth

He also finds your pixie haircut just so adorable!!

A tiny part of him is upset that he can’t make braids out of your hair since it’s too short. But his love for it overruns it

Growing up, he never saw much women with short hair like yours since, according to his family’s strict beliefs, women having short hair was seen as “whorish”. So seeing you embrace your short hair really made him happy

He can’t braid your hair, but he still decorates it with hair clips and little bows. He also loves how fluffy it feels under his calloused fingers

He really likes surprise attacking you from behind by pecking the back of your neck with little kisses. Sometimes he leaves a quick kiss when no one’s looking. Other times, he’ll just grab you from behind and pepper it with a barrage of kisses as you giggle and squirm in his grip

He just really loves how soft and vulnerable your neck looks totally not a kink of his

He needs to claim it or else how will others know you are his and his alone?!

Skwisgaar Skwigelf

He stares at you for a few seconds with his typical cold gaze before bringing his hand up to stroke your hair and plant a gentle kiss on your head

He’s internally screaming at how precious you are

Will blow onto the back of your neck, causing you to jump and look behind to see him strumming away on his guitar like nothings happened

He definitely leaves hickeys there

Just imagine him grabbing onto the back of your neck whenever your talking to another guy or you guys are being interviewed (a subtle way of showing who you belong to)

He finds it cute how your short locks curl around your face

Makes him wanna cup your face and leave kisses all over your cheeks as you whine at him to cut it out

William Murderface

He tells you that you look like a guy and that you should grow it out since he doesn’t want people to think he’s dating a dude

Meanwhile he always rubs his face against your hair every time you sleep or cuddle together

You just make a jab back at him about his own weird hair style

Murderface secretly does love your short hair and thinks it’s what really adds to your beauty. He’s just also really insecure about how others might see him and def has some internalized biphobia

If anyone else ever calls you a guy or makes fun of your hair tho, he will throw hands

You like how his mustache tickles your neck as he kisses it

[polyklok]

Thank you @hopedope for sending me this lovely request in a very nice manner! I’m sorry it took me like damn near a year to get it done 😅

Doing Pickles’ Makeup

“C’mon, pleeeeaaassseeee?”

Pickles raised his eyes to you, slightly amused by your begging and more-than-slightly annoyed by your persistence. It was impressive, though. You had caught him at a particularly vulnerable moment of looking through naked lady fan mail and he was in a good mood. With your hard work and determination, you whittled down his several ‘No’s to a ‘Maybe’ and now, finally, a-

“I’ll think aboot it.”

“What’s there to think about? Just lemme take a crack at it!”

You had found an old magazine, of which Snakes ‘N Barrels headlined on. From that, a pretty close-up of Pickles’ glamor days, in which he was smothered in smokey purple eyeshadow and cherry red lipgloss. He doesn’t even know why that magazine was in Mordhaus in the first place. You somehow got it in your head that you needed to see an updated version of his dolled-up look.

He shuffled through a few more letters, no longer taking the time to admire the detailed shots of many-a titties. You leaned forward even more, keeping an eager stare. Damn your puppy-dog eyes.

“Fine. But I’m nat keepin’ it on all damn day.”

A mischievous grin spread across your face. He hated how adorable your evil ass could be.

At the very least, it was relaxing. He insisted the two of you had taken the activity to his room, he did not need anymore comments from his bandmates about how gay his makeup was. You straddled him on his bed, dipping the brush onto the makeup pallet by his head and spreading it across his closed eyelids. He shivered every time your warm breath puffed against his now-highlighted cheeks, fingers gripping harder onto your thighs he was allowed to hold as an added bonus for his troubles.

“M’gonna add shimmer,” You muttered, more so to yourself than him.

“No. Anything but the sparkles.” He said in a flat tone, mocking his earlier reluctance. Although he couldn’t see it, he swore he heard your lips spread into another smile. Maybe he’d let you do his makeup again if it made you this happy. Maybe.

His eyes felt heavier and heavier every time that brush glided against them again. He couldn’t tell if you were adding an ungodly amount of product or if he was just getting sleepy from it. His head sunk deeper into the mattress. He can’t remember why he was so reluctant in the first place. Having you on top of him while he got to practically nap rocked.

“Open your eyes,” You said, softly, ruining the comfortable moment.

“Don’t wanna,” He replied, just as soft.

“Pickles.” Oh shit. He knew not to defy that kind of tone. His eyes immediately shot open, wincing slightly at the sudden light flooding his vision. While you shuffled through your makeup bag, he admired the point of view he had, letting his hands linger up to your waist.

“Here.” You brought out a recognizable tube. Pickles grimaced. Even way back then, this was by far his least part of the process. You popped the mascara out and leaned in even closer than before, placing those little bristles right in his eye line.

“Blink.”

He did so and immediately regretted it. It was so weird to have his eyelashes, a teensy body part he hardly ever noticed on himself, to suddenly be covered in thick goop. But he didn’t fight it, blinking thrice for each eye and pushing down the strong urge to rub it all out. You blew gently on his new lashes, drying them into a thick, heavy fan.

“Yuck,” He mumbled, trying not to let you hear. If you did, you ignored it, simply assuring him that you were almost done.

“You want red, pink, or black lips?” You asked, shimmying down his legs so he could sit up properly.

“Dealer’s choice. I trust ya.”

You chose the black, which was really more of a super dark blue with a pearly sheen. He rested his jaw in your hand, holding his mouth limp to give you the perfect canvas to spread the lipstick on. Just as you were finishing his bottom lip, savoring the intimate moment-

“PICKLES! Toki and Skw-Woah. What the hell?” Nathan kicked open the door, apparently needing to tell Pickles some absolutely essential information, only to find you sitting in his lap and applying fucking makeup to him.

“Jesus fuckin- Nate’n, I told you to start fackin knockin, man!” Pickles turned his head so violently, the black smeared across his cheek in an ugly streak. You frowned, there goes your hard work.

“Pickles is getting his fucking makeup done!” Nathan yelled down the hall.

“Scheriously?!”

“Ha! Dat ams so gay!”

The rest of his bandmates could be heard not too far away. Pickles groaned, “Get the HELL outta here, dood!” He grabbed an empty beer bottle from his nightstand and flung it at the doorframe, shattering it.

“What’re you trying to relive the nineties or something? Gonna go back to your old band?” Nathan was clearly digging into his irritations, playfully enjoying how pissed off Pickles was getting.

“I think he looks hot,” You said matter-of-factly, hugging his head and pressing it against your chest. Pickles went slightly red with the affection, frantically waving his hands to get Nathan to fuck off. Nathan, luckily, understood the signal and promptly shut the door right before the rest of the band could get their mockery in.

“D’ose fuckin’ guys,” Pickles mumbled against you, one again relaxing into your touch, “You really like how I look like this?”

You pulled back, examining his face. His eyeshadow primarily black, blending into a very shimmery gold color. His highlighter was a similar gold and, despite the smudge, his lips looks good enough to kiss. So you did. “You always look good. Just especially now.”

“Don’t give yerself too much credit,” He teased with a smile, dragging you down with him in a tight squeeze. Though he wouldn’t admit it, he loved being fawned over whilst the two of you cuddled into oblivion.

[thequeenofcupps]

HIIII POOKIESSS

✯My name is Marli! But I prefer Mars!

As you can tell I’m a beginner fanfic writer so I would appreciate some tips!

Don’t be scared to ask I’ll always do requests! (Unless said otherwise)🫶

Yes I am 16 and doing smut requests sorry if that makes u uncomfortable but it’s my choice and I’m gonna stick with that choice

DNI: proshippers, the bad comshippers, pedophiles, trump/biden supporters, Israel supporters, zoophiles, racists, neo nazis, homophobia and transphobic assholes

(Please read before requesting!🫶)

MASTERLIST. READ ME FIRST SMUT REQUESTS

✯and as of now I’m going to be taking requests! Also some content warning I do swear a lot so just a warning

Who I’m writing for!

ALSO I’LL DO UP TO 4 CHARACTERS IF YOU ASK (but I’m not doing Poly tmnt brothers cuz what the fuck) but I will write for separate character!

Invincible!

Overwatch!

sally face!

TMNT’S!

The Outsiders!

Smiling friends

Doom: just doom guy :>

Dethklok!

Stranger things!

Bnha/mha!

Apex legends

Mouthwashing

I hope to see y'alls requests!

Also warning! I do have divorced parents and I’m writing on a laptop and the laptop is at my moms so requests might come out slow so my deepest apologies!

[transmasclittledestiny]

Can I get jealous Dethklok headcanons?

Reader x jealous Dethklok members!

Canon typical violence and substance use

Possibly ooc (I need to rewatch the series)

Gender neutral reader

Nathan:

He doesn't usually feel the need to be jealous, I mean he's the front of Dethklok, he shouldn't need to worry about anything interfering with the relationship right?

Yeah, no.

He's very protective of you.

He gives his bandmates a whole rundown about what not to do when you're around since they've gotten a little too close with some of his past relationships.

He didn't worry about Murderface too much though, for many reasons.

If you guys are out at a bar and someone starts flirting with you, there will probably be a bar fight, and Nathan will definitely win.

Nathan would probably have his hand around you the rest of the night.

He might not even wash the blood off his knuckles just to show anyone else not to fuck with him or his partner.

He's kinda like a big grizzly bear, don't touch his honey

(that was such a stupid fucking joke I'm sorry)

Pickles

Pickles doesn't really get jealous often, but it might just be the fact his off his ass usually.

But when he does notice someone getting a little too close to you in a way he doesn't like, he's loud about it.

He would probably call them a douchebag and punch them in the face.

If he got in a bar fight, I'm honestly not sure if he would win.

Not because he isn't strong, I think he can pack a punch.

I just think he might drink too much to really stay on his feet long enough, there's a 50/50 chance he'd win, depends how much he drank beforehand.

It's very sweet though, even if he doesn't win.

Toki

If Toki gets a reason to be jealous, he won't be as upfront as the previous two with it.

He would probably make a passive aggressive remark and pull you away or something.

"Heys, leaves that douchebags, I gots to shows yous something."

He knows you love him so he doesn't need to worry about you leaving him for someone, but he can still get jealous.

Skwisgaar

Best way I can explain it is like when your dog smells another dog on you if that makes sense.

If he gets pushed far enough though, there will be blood (for reference, the scene where he beats a guy probably to death in Snakes N' Barrels ||)

I might bomb this cuz I don't rlly know how to write Skwisgaar I'm sorry in advance.

He might not seem like it, but he can get quite jealous.

You might think he doesn't care since he prides himself in his great he is, especially since he's the lead guitarist of Dethklok and all the sex he's had with no real care in the world, but he does.

And that jealousy might get pushed deep down to keep up his whole front, but it might backfire in the end and cause a bit of a breakdown.

When that little line finally snaps, he'll start to pay extra attention to you and probably always have a hand on you (in public.)

You'll definitely realize what's going and sit down with him to talk about it but he'll pretend he doesn't know what you're talking about.

You have to reassure him that you'll stay with him which might cause some emotions and he'll get mad at himself for cracking, but you'll again reassure him it's ok.

It's like dating a Cactus (joking, maybe)

Murderface

Murderface would probably be the easiest to get jealous and is already pretty insecure about his love life.

So when he sees someone flirting with you, he might make a small scene.

He makes it (very) loud and clear to anyone around that you're taken, and that he's the one you're taken by.

It's a little embarrassing...

He doesn't do it to embarrass you though, he dies it purely because he thinks someone else might genuinely steal you away.

I mean, he's the bassist, they aren't exactly the most popular as shown multiple times in the show.

And he knows he's not exactly the best looking guy out there, at least not compared to his bandmates.

But you love him, and you remember to tell him that after his little moments.

[the-s1lly-corner]

Hugging Dethklok Hcs

depending on how im feeling after posting this i think i might make a second part including side characters (likely the second post will contain charles abigail and knubbler !! and maybe even some smaller characters that i feel deserve more love) anyways uhuhuh first official MTL post except it.. actually isnt, ive written for knubbler and the dethklok minute host before so yeah very nervous about this since im still trying to find my footing in how i wanna write the characters, so heads up that this might be VERY OOC and what better prompt to do than do one of my "i dont know what to write" ones written with reader as their partner vague mentions of like. sexual stuff but nothing explicit, i still wish to keep this blog as sfw as possible, really just implications of it than anything also some characters had bonus hcs of cuddling so uhuhuh

NATHAN:

built like a mattress, though that can mean anything since not all mattresses are made the same... hmm.. have you ever hugged/cuddled one of those tiny headed kingdom plushies? very firm but not comfortable, i think thats what nathan feels like, but perhaps just a smidge softer. but how would nathan feel? i mean hes very protective of you, and being able to hold you gives him a moment to keep you close. not very affectionate otherwise, but this is nice. definitely the type to do hugs from behind, especially if theres someone trying to flirt with you

PICKLES:

short so theres a good chance youre around his height if not taller and he may or may not feel things about that (both negative and positive but lets save that for another post as i fully intend on keeping this sfw), i always thought pickles of being physically affectionate so him having a hand on you is a common occurrence. probably takes the opportunity to whisper something in your ear, usually something dirty or something incoherent with him being drunk or otherwise under the influence. oh yeah i can easily see him being the type to swing his limbs over his partner while he sleeps and trapping them there

SKWISGAAR:

maybe im cooking something doodoo, but i feel like skwisgaar may or may not struggle with non-sexual stuff, like being purely romantic and innocent with no intent to get your pants off is foreign to him. i whole heartedly believe the reason hes so sexual is due to being in dethklok and being huge, but also because of his mother constantly bringing new people home. so in the beginning he might actually be tense in giving you affection, definitely going to need to take some time. very cold, skinny people tend to be colder ive noticed so totally you shouldnt take this as an excuse to hold him closer (winks)... i DO think he would also have a hand on you a lot of the time like pickles, whether or not those hands have other motives is up in the air

MURDERFACE:

make him take a shower first/j

okay jokes aside, this man is so starved for attention and affection, but he would never ever EVER say it. you guys could be 100% fully alone in bum fuck no where and he still wouldnt say it. but its definitely there in his actions and body language. i think hes warm, and his skin is a little... i mean he canonically has dry skin with eczema, and while i dont have eczema i know what having that dry scaly skin feels like... perhaps we could tie in some self care with the reader helping murderface take better care of himself? i mean it would be one hell of a fight to get him to try but i think its do-able.. tight hugger, kind of lets his arms linger before sliding them down when you eventually pull away. wish i had more but i think murderface is the type to deny affection whilst also deeply craving it

TOKI:

probably the easiest to hug in terms of getting him to accept it, actually i think he might be the most likely to initiate one alongside pickles. very warm, though he sometimes hugs you a little too tight and might even tug you back in if you try to pull away before hes ready. full body cuddles into you when you guys sleep/nap together, arms and legs keep you in place so... good luck trying to slip away before he wakes up. i like to think he fiddles with your hair, too, though im unsure if that fits with his character... i think that, despite still having a love for all things brutal he still likes these smaller moments of just. affection. very clingy and possessive though so keep that in mind, i think he would hold you and physically try to pull you away if someone tries to flirt with you; a lot less subtle than when nathan does it

[tokiwarcube]

Whether reader is a fan or works with Dethklok in some way, if they were trying to keep a relationship a secret from the public and even the other band members (at least for a month or so) who do you think would be the best and worst member of Dethklok at sneaking around with reader? Like for secret makeout sessions and dates, or sneaking in and out of rooms at night and in the morning, etc; whose the one whose only gonna make it a couple hours cus they can't keep a pokerface with you in the same room as them vs the whole month, and everyone is actually shocked they never noticed?

This was such a blast to work on -- took this one with me to noodle at on my trip, and finished finally finished up back home! Enjoy!

+ Charles as well, because I said so <3

1.) Charles

Charles is such an obvious choice for the number one spot here — while his eyes do get notably soft around you, there are certain… benefits to working with five, easily distracted dumbasses. If you two already work together, then really, there isn’t much to worry about.

But if you don’t? Well, that becomes a little bit harder. If they get even the inkling that you two are something more — even if its as some offhanded joke — they’re never going to let it go. They probably won’t blabber about the two of you to the media, but that’s really only because they don’t do media.

But truly, Charles’ composure is like no other: you could be perched pretty on his lap in his office, and the second he hears footsteps you’ll be back in your own seat — and no matter how frazzled you are, his calm is always enough to sway curious minds.

10/10, no notes.

Pickles the Drummer

Pickles is a bit of a mixed bag, but overall, he’s pretty good at keeping your relationship under wraps! You two have such a good dynamic within your relationship, with such an even back and forth of playfulness that really, it’s hard for outsiders to actually distinguish it from his usual banter. He pokes so much fun at you, and vice versa, that it never really seems like you’re getting special treatment in front of the guys.

And believe me, he loves getting a bit handsy just as much as the next guy. Or… maybe a bit more. But he can keep it in his pants until you’re behind closed doors… and a casual hug here and there can easily be blamed on the alcohol. He’s pretty good at redirecting the guys when they start prodding a bit too much into what exactly you guys are to one another.

The biggest risk to y’all getting exposed, however, is his jealous streak. It doesn’t take too much to set him off, and the spiral he goes on is a bit too deep to be considered an entirely platonic reaction.

8/10, surprisingly good at the game, but falls apart quickly under certain circumstances.

Skwisgaar Skwigelf

His ranking here might be controversial, but I think if you already work together, or are at least spend time together regularly, he’s capable of keeping your relationship a secret for a good while — and only partially because of his reputation.

You two were likely friends long before you entered a relationship, so from the guys’ point of view, its not unusual for him to perk up when you enter the room. And even before you started dating, he was a bit of a flirt. As such, he has a good bit of leeway in public, or even around the boys with that! I mean, he’s Skwisgaar Skwigelf — of course he’s eyefucking you at the dinner table. Of course he’s flirting with you, leaning into your space, and calling you all these pretty names. It’d be weirder if he stopped doing all of that, honestly. The biggest red flag is when he stops bringing people back, though. Now that really catches people’s attention, and makes them start second guessing what you guys really are to one another.

Being a fan complicates things a bit more, though. As I’ve said time and time again, relationships are exceedingly rare for Skwisgaar, and so having to keep the only real one he’s ever had a complete secret is really hard for him! Because as a fan, he can’t really bring you around all the time, or flirt too heavy in public without raising a few brows. This all becomes especially hard once he starts getting acclimated to your sweeter, more innocent touches. He just wants to be close to you, and he can’t really do that in public.

7/10, benefits from how slow-burn you were, but fumbles it with his newfound desire for emotional intimacy.

William Murderface

Honestly, I think he would take a bit of offense to keeping the relationship a secret. You’ve gotta have a pretty good reason for it to keep it from hurting his feelings.

Once you get him through that, he actually has quite a bit of fun with it! But… he is painfully obvious in his affections, contrary to what he thinks. He has a lot of trouble spewing his average level of vitriol at you once he comes to terms with the depth of his affections, and there’s not a single person on earth who couldn’t pick up on that change. When you’ve built your career — and really, your life — on being a dick, even the smallest bit of softness stands out like a flare in the night. It might take people a little bit to pick apart his actual affection for you from the intermittent flattery he throws at people, but once it’s pinpointed, it’s pretty damn hard to miss.

He also lacks some situational awareness… by which I mean when you’re making out, his entire world narrows onto you. So if there’s even a microscopic chance that you could be walked in on, it’s up to you to be the aware one.

And while he can sneak you in and out of his room decently… he isn’t exactly subtle the morning after. He might as well lean back with a smoke in his hand, at this rate… no, wait— that’s exactly what he does. Like Toki, his primary saving grace falls back onto how the band and media just… refuse to take him seriously. Poor man.

5/10, but through little effort of his own.

Toki Wartooth

Listen, Toki is about as subtle as a brick through the window. He doesn’t really get your reasoning behind the secrecy in the first place, but to his credit, he will try for your sake… however, its still painfully obvious that you’re not exactly platonic. He’s liable to let some sweet pet-names slip, and while he’s fairly touchy with friends, he absolutely clings to you more than most.

He is, however, alarmingly good at sneaking around with you. And he’s gotten damn-good at stealing kisses in the microcosm of time where you aren’t being watched — if anything, this becomes his own game to see how much he can get away with before you two get caught.

His one saving grace is that his bandmates (and the media) don’t really take him seriously. He could be planning your wedding on live TV, complete with finances and documents, and a single refutation on your end could dispel every single accusation lobbied at the two of you.

4/10, but only through sheer luck.

Nathan Explosion

Listen: Nathan thinks he’s fantastic at hiding a relationship… but Nathan in love is a completely different person. It’s painfully obvious that he’s got something for you, and frankly, the guys were already suspicious when he was still in the crushing stage. He’s softer around you, he actually listens to your opinions and what you have to say… and once you start dating, you’ll notice how his hands trail after you a bit when you leave the room, too. He’ll deny the accusations when his bandmates start prodding, but of course, they see through him pretty damn fast. He’s down abysmal for you.

Not to mention, it’s also borderline impossible to miss him in a hallway, Mr. Frankenfeet, so sneaking in and out of his room always has to be a solo endeavor.

And well, he doesn’t really think before speaking… or punching, for that matter — so if one person starts talking shit about you, the cat will be pretty much out of the bag.

2/10, for effort.

[pickleskisser]

spade anon back again

i was wondering if you had any headcannons about what it be like to sleep with the boys (not in THAT way but like, actually sleeping) which ones cuddle? which ones would much rather not?

HIII omfg this took longer than usual cause,,, school,,, break,,, but i got it done now!!! even threw in an additional Charles section ;p

Sleeping habits with the band + Charles Offdensen

Nathan Explosion

A cuddler. I have no proof it's just a gut feeling.

He's a diehard big spoon though. He thrives off looking down and seeing his s/o there in his arms...

Christ he's such a sap under those layers upon layers of brutal bullshit.

He's a guy who likes routine too. So, once you've slept with him enough it's a pattern he relies on your presence.

Spoiler: you better have a good reason if you're skipping out on nightly cuddles.

Overall a big teddy bear he's a cutie.

Pickles the Drummer

This guy is all over the place. A complete mess if you will.

Your nightly routines consist of making sure he's in bed, first of all.

He has a tendency of just passing out wherever. It's not too awful but about once a week you're going to have to hunt him down and find him face down in his own vomit in a hallway.

Due to this his s/o will grow a subconscious habit of a night time self care routine? Of sorts?

Getting him decently clean before bed just kinda becomes a thing.

And yknow what. He appreciates it!

He loves being doted on.

I think he cuddles but not a big Spooner.

He likes laying on his partner's chest or vice versa.

It's nice listening to your heartbeat, it's soothing. And on the flipside having you lay on him is like having a weighted blanket.

It's the shit for him!

Skwisgaar Swigelf

While I'm not the biggest believer of the whole Skwisgaar having like a 100 step self-care routine.

I do think he has one.

Just nothing insane. He does care on a small level. But one expensive face wash with benzol peroxide and a face mask every now and then is about it.

And you are absolutely being dragged into this. He holds his self image to a high standard and you are a part of that.

Now the actual issue is getting him to bed.

Sometimes he gets too caught up in his composing and practicing he neglects some basics to self preservation.

Just gently remind him it's good for him and to his benefit and you can get him to give in without much struggle. Mostly.

Sometimes he's adverse to touch. Nothing personal it's just a lot to him sometimes.

But he always need to be facing you in bed. If anything you need to be the last thing he sees before he shuts off his mind.

Toki Wartooth

Do I even have to say it?

Cuddles. 10000%

He doesn't care how, just that he needs it.

He is also a man of routine but in the sense that he has rituals.

He does things a certain way, and in a certain order.

If you follow his routine with him he'll love you until the world combusts. But he also understands if you have your own thing, just don't disrupt his.

He also can't sleep without you and it deeply upsets him if you can't.

You will have to make up for it with LOTS of cuddles later.

William Murderface

personal headcanon alert.

I think he has insomnia.

Due to a mix of paranoia and night terrors he does not get a lot of sleep.

He can have periodic naps during the day but that's it.

Though once he's dating someone, like, actually dating someone, he tries to fix his sleep schedule.

Going to bed with him always starts with a movie, he needs the background noise.

He'll keep it on a low volume if it bothers you, but you can not make him give up his diy asmr.

He likes holding his partner, and I think their weight helps him calm down enough to try and rest.

That does not mean it always works though. But he enjoys you being their and humoring him nonetheless.

If you curl up with him for a nap though, you basically have his hand in marriage.

Charles Offdensen

His sleep schedule is garbage, but you best believe he's making sure you get your full 9 hours.

Obviously, he won't overstep. You are an adult and capable of making decisions and taking care of yourself.

But you may notice subtle nudges if you start slacking. Say you are busy with work at home, he might persuade you to take a five-minute breather. Come lay in the bed with him. No, he did not light a lavender candle, yes, the weighted blanket is necessary, of course he's going to massage his sweetheart's shoulders, don't look too deep into it.

Of course he is a massive hypocrite, and brushes all of his partners concern off when it comes to his habits.

That does not mean he is completely unable to reason with though, especially if they're wanting to go to bed with him.

When it comes to cuddling, he is neutral on it. If it's something you want, then sure.

He is a chronic back sleeper though, so spooning is rare, but he happily offers his chest as a pillow.

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Oh my gosh, I didn't realize how intimidated Nathan is by the dentist. His whole nightmare about it in Season 2 felt too grotesque to just be metal, haha.

I feel like he would need SO much negotiating in order to actually get off his ass to go and just get a normal cleaning. His s/o would probably have to sit in the office with him while the dentist is doing their work. He gets better and eventually lets the dentist actually administer numbing agents or sleeping gas for more serious visits but he'll frequently look to his s/o for confirmation that he is in fact okay lol (so long as he's conscious)

"I'm giving you this." Nathan hands his s/o an eldritch-looking blade, gothic in design and completely unnecessary. "If the dentist starts- I dunno, rippin' my teeth out or somethin' or... trying to take my dick out then... Stab him with his. Or better yet, actually, put him in a headlock and-" He drags a finger across his neck while making a squelching noise, implying decapitation.

I bet the whole time after he's all puffy-cheeked and grouchy, and later he writes a song called "bloody gun sockets" or "blood mouth". At first its the sound of sopping wet cotton pads falling out of his mouth and slapping on the floor but he forgets the lyrics he made in his head after his medicine wears off lol.

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THE BOYS + THEIR GUILTY PLEASURES

( dethklok x reader - their favorite food(s) and how they share them with you )

NATHAN EXPLOSION

He loves cool ranch doritos, obviously

any other type of salty chip too

used to mix his fruit snacks with his fritos as a kid- didn't care if the other kids called him weird for it

would hand u a chip with crusty ass dorito fingers as an act of love

"I saved you a good one. Look." Nathan shows you a dorito shaped like a guitar pick. "Do you think they do this shit on purpose?" He asks with a gruff laugh, using his free hand to turn up the volume on the flatscreen.

Would let u put the food u don't like onto his plate he isn't picky

Nathan would probably consider eating ribs together as a proper date

goes absolutely wild when it comes to seasoning his ribs and goes all in when eating them

PICKLES THE DRUMMER

anything wrapped in cotton candy

and also bowls of mayo (his mom used to make them for dinner as shown in that one metalocalypse bts interview)

probably has the weirdest, most concerning food combos ever

he's also really good at making ramen chips

would probably try to impress you with how easily he can break a square of ramen noodles in half

Pickles looks at you crooked smile on his face. "Babe, watch this." He says confidently, pulling out a bag of ramen from his pocket. God knows how long that's been in there.

You watch with caution as the drummer fumbles with the packaging. His thumb runs up the seam that separates the ramen down the middle. With a snap, the ramen breaks perfectly in half. Not only were you impressed that he didn't get ramen crumbs all over the bed, but you were even more impressed seeing him open the flavor packet with his teeth

whenever he craves something he usually asks Jean-Pierre to make it

he doesn't mind shoving things into the microwave to heat them up either

would probably put an egg and some chili powder w/lime in his ramen and call it gourmet

SKWISGAAR SKWIGELF

He is a sweets FIEND

he always has at least some sweet thing on his plate during dinners at mordhaus

needs at least one piece of sugar-filled something to keep himself in check (either that or something with coffee)

speaking of coffee, his pockets usually have some sort of coffee candy wrapper in them

he thinks it's more convinent to eat coffee candy sometimes

he worries about getting it stuck in his teeth, though

You in the corner of your eye see something clink onto your plate.

Skwisgaar was trying his best to be discreet. The man tears a piece big enough for you to share onto the side of your plate, his hands underneath the table to keep his bandmates from noticing. All this work for a piece of frosted cinnamon bun.

"Thanks, babe." You say quietly enough for him to hear, for a moment he smiles at you. His smile quickly drops when one of his bandmates calls for his attention.

TOKI WARTOOTH

pancakes

specifically diner pancakes

they remind him of when he first came to America

back then, all he could afford was the breakfast meal at some diner

he doesn't even remember the name of it anymore, but he remembers how the pancakes tasted

and they tasted heavenly Toki has been trying to find out the recipe himself ever since

due to his limited knowledge in cooking, he often asks you to try the things he makes

Toki watches with a slight grimace on his face, an apron tied around his waist and his hair put up behind his ears in a low ponytail, spatula in hand. "Hows is it?" He asks, waiting for your reaction as you take a bite.

Seeing you go quiet makes Toki prepare for the worst. He holds onto the spatula in his hand tightly. "Yous enjoys it or..." Toki's too afraid of disappointing you to move. He waits for you to say something, anything about his cooking.

He quickly calms down as you eagerly pick at your plate for more, hearing you ask for more syrup makes him smile as he looks in the kitchen pantry.

you showing him the wonders of instant pancakes expanded his world, by the way

now he can share and eat pancakes wherever he wants ♡

WILLIAM MURDERFACE

deep fried oreos

William grew up surrounded by county fairs, he always looked forward to them because that meant he wouldn't be around his grandma (who was usually watching the racing pigs)

deep fried oreos are a comfort food for William

even though he doesn't like being reminded of his childhood in the slightest, he still remembers the fair food he ate fondly

"You uh, got somethin' on your face." He points out, even though you weren't exactly paying attention to him. Because Skwisgaar was busy practicing for a re-re-recording of his part of Dethklok's new album you offered to substitute for him.

That meant eating junk food and putting on the scariest, most gore-filled movie William could find. Says he's going "easy" on you by putting on a classic of the slasher genre. Texas Chainsaw Massacre. The original, of course. Not the 2000s one.

He stiffens in place at the thought of him wiping away at that chocolate stain on the corner of your lips. Not because he didn't love you, no. But because he was scared he'd somehow ruin your time together. Maybe if he stuffs his face with more whip cream, he'd feel more confident just being in the room with you. Maybe.

William already assumes the worst when his thumb leaves the side of your cheek. He hears you laugh, he sees you smile. The corners of your lips turn up.

"Is that your bass playing hand?" You ask, turning away from the screen to look at him. The way you just...did that made him almost choke on his food. William clears his throat. "Yeah. Yeah, it is." He replies, as smooth as possible. He stiffens again when you shuffel closer to lay your head on his shoulder.

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Camera Shy

Nathan Explosion X Fem | Reader Summary: The paparazzi show up while (Y/n) and Dethklok hang out in public. (Y/n) gets upset from all the attention and cameras.

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"Maybe they have a local speciality?" (Y/n) wonders out loud, scratching her chin thoughtfully, while imagining what brutal coffee flavours they could have. (Y/n) and the band Dethklok Stroll down the street to check out a recent Duncan Hills coffee shop that has opened in this area.

"Don't get your hopes up (Y/n), most of the Duncan hills are all the fucking same." Pickles.

(Y/n) glares at Pickles and crosses her arms.

"Thanks, Pickles, you ruined my whole day." (Y/n) playfully complains and pushes the drummer's shoulder lightly. Pickles laughs in return. The group resumes their stroll from the Dethbus to the opening of a new Duncan Hills.

"how about blood-orange flavour?" (Y/n) wonders out loud. That catches Nathan's attention.

"That sounds brutal." He growls a remark. Cause (Y/n) to look at him and grin. It's one of those smiles that he didn't really mind this time.

~~~~

The group arrived at the opening of the new coffee shop, and Murderface came up with the incredible idea of cutting the ribbon with a chainsaw. Well, it did cut the ribbon but Murderface lost control of the machine and it flew into the crowd, killing two people...

"see? I fuckin' told ya so. Same shit at always." Pickles says in a smug tone. Murderface shakes his head after looking at the shop's menus. "dischappointing..." He hisses dramatically. "hyuuh..." Skwisgaar adds.

(Y/n) deflates in disappointment. She has truly hoped there would be something new that Duncan Hills could offer in a new shop, "Aww that's a shame." She huffs.

" if ya got any ideas for this, maybe tell Offdensen about them," Nathan says to (Y/n). This (Y/n) causes it to perk up a bit. They turn to Nathan with an even brighter smile than before.

"yeah! Maybe I should. I had a couple of merchandise ideas that could make millions!" (Y/n) smirks as she thinks about their million-dollar ideas.

Nathan raises an eyebrow at (Y/n) in curiosity.

"Yeah? Like what?" (Y/n) is about to speak up, but they got cut off by a person outside of the group.

"There they are!!" A loud voice from outside. "What was that?" Toki asks anyone who listens.

The group walks out of the shop. Where they are immediately greeted by a horde of paparazzi and fans. "Fucks..." Skwisgaar groans in annoyance. "They found us again..." Pickles sighs, rolling his eyes. (Y/n) freezes as the loud crowd gets closer.

"Who's that woman with them?" They can hear someone from the crowd. "Do they mean (Y/n)?" Nathan wonders, taking a glance at the person in question.

Cameras start flashing, blinding (Y/n) immediately, she raises her arms to block the light hopefully. She flinches at every camera click, mixed with the inability to see properly causes her to get quite nervous. This isn't really about social anxiety, anyone would feel quite overwhelmed when hundreds of cameras are being pointed in their face, wouldn't they?

(Y/n) should have known better to be honest. If the paparazzi made her so uncomfortable, most likely shouldn't have been hanging out with these worldwide stars.

The flashing lights start to make her dizzy. She completely shields her eyes by putting her face in her hands and moving closer to the person she stands next to: Nathan.

"(Y/n)?" He calls out her name but she doesn't respond. Nathan didn't like what the paparazzi were doing to his friend. His expression sinks into an even deeper scowl than before. He steps in front of (Y/n), shielding her from the camera flashes.

One person dares to get close. "Excuse me, may I ask for your name?" an interviewer tries to reach (Y/n). "Fuck off." Nathan threatens, pushing the man back hard, causing him to stumble back.

The paparazzi look shocked and even slightly offended. "Nothing wrong with asking for her name?" he shrugs and tries to get closer to (Y/n) again. Pickles steps in as well, looking as equally annoyed as Nathan does.

"ey, ya heard 'im. Fuck off." the drummer pushes the man back also.

Pickles and Nathan glance back at (Y/n), then turn back to each other. "We gotta get her outta here." Pickles suggests and Nathan agrees with a swift nod. Without saying anything, Nathan grabs (Y/n) by her waist with both hands and hoists her over his right shoulder, causing her to yelp in surprise and then he runs away in the direction of where the dethbus is parked. the rest of the band follows right after Nathan and (Y/n). Paparazzi following quite far behind.

The group finally reach the bus and once the cameramen are in view of the klokateers, they take their rifles and shoot a few people who dare to touch the bus, then the vehicle races off and leaves a thick cloud of diesel smog in its wake.

~~At Mordhaus~~

"Ams yous okay (Y/n)?" Toki places a hand on (Y/n)'s shoulder to console her. She remains seated, rubbing her temples to nurse a headache that was caused by the flashes of light from the cameras "What are you doings (Y/n)? This is nots a big deals." Skwisgaar scoffs, unable to see what the big deal is. Toki elbows the Swede in the stomach. Skwisgaar gasps then coughs in pain and holds his side where the rhythm guitarist hit him. "What's the fucks ams the matters with you." Toki sneers at Skwisgaar. The lead guitarist doesn't answer, mostly out of embarrassment and just rolls his eyes.

(Y/n) remains in her seat, silently as she regains her composure bit by bit. Skwisgaar looks at her and shakes his head slowly, while still strumming his guitar. "it's not that big ofs a deals (Y/n). Gets over yourselves." He says.

Nathan, who is sitting next to (Y/n) with his hand on her shoulder, scowls at the lead guitarist.

"(Y/n) is not used to Skwisgaar. So shut the fuck up." the singer threatens with a sharp tone. The guitarist is slightly taken aback for a moment but then huffs loudly.

"Whatevers." Skwisgaar mumbles and stands up from his seat to go to his room most likely.

"Asshole..." Nathan mutters to himself as he watches Skwisgaar leave the room in quite a hurry.

(Y/n) sighs deeply, catching Nathan's attention once again. "sorry I..." (Y/n) runs their hands through her hair.

"I'm not very fond of flashing lights and stuff..." She mumbles and continues to fidget with the strands of her hair.

The singer merely grunts in response. "still." Nathan begins. (Y/n) lifts her head from her hands, meeting the singer's forest green eyes. His gaze holds that usual sharpness, but there is something behind them that (Y/n) cannot place quite well.

"If you wanna continue to hang out with us. You gotta get used to some of these things. The world ain't no place for softies." Nathan says with honesty, and he is right. This world is harsh and will not bend backwards for anybody.

"Yeah... I know." (Y/n) sighs. "I'll work on it." She offers Nathan a determined smile. The singer smirks back.

"Good." He remarks, seemingly satisfied with (Y/n)'s answer.

~~~~

Nathan was indeed right, which still manages to surprise (Y/n) to this very day. Ever since (Y/n) had hung out with Dethklok in public, she got approached on the streets by people whenever she went out to run some errands or to go for a simple walk that turned into an interview every time. The attention is interesting to put it lightly, although some people were not as respectful as others.

(Y/n) indeed got some... Unfriendly messages on social media by hardcore fans. More often than not, it was fangirls being jealous. Which (Y/n) could be understood in some way. But to tell someone to die over it? Not that much...

Luckily, Offdensen knows how much (Y/n) means to the band as a friend, and is willing to give her protection if she requests it.

(Y/n) appreciates his thoughtfulness, but she is a stubborn one and believes that she'll be fine.

~~~~

"I don't understand why you guys wanna watch me do groceries." Dethklok had decided it would be fun to stalk (Y/n) while she went out to run her weekly errands and groceries. The band is closely following behind her as they look around the store...

"to get in touch with our roots. This is the uh, safest way." Nathan explains the rest of the band agrees with nods and grunts.

"Glad we don't have to do thisch schit ourschelvesch anymore, thisch isch scho lame," Murderface complains with an overdramatic sigh of boredom, causing (Y/n) to glare at him. This weekly chore is already normalized in her routine and she can't help but occasionally envy the band's wealth. "Well, it's necessary for me. I need my stuff to survive." (Y/n) argues back. taking a pack of toilet paper from the rack to put in her shopping cart.

"Cans we gets this, (Y/n)?" Toki returns to the group after being separated from them for a brief moment, holding up a bag of marshmallows that he found in the aisles of the store, doing his best puppy-dog eyes at (Y/n).

(Y/n) squints at him. "No! These are my fucking groceries. Put it back!" Toki pouts but does as he's told and walks away to put it back where he found it. "I thought yous didn't likes hanging out with us, (Y/n)?" Skwisgaar wonders out loud. "I didn't like the paparazzi, but I've gotten a little used to it by now, a bit more than before at least." (Y/n) shrugs, grabbing another article from another shelf.

"Aww..." That was all the guitarist had to say in response. Toki joined the group again once they reached the register so (Y/n) could pay for her groceries.

"I got it." Nathan steps beside (Y/n) and pays for all of her groceries. "Oh c'mon Nathan I work for a reason." (Y/n) defends once she receives the receipt. " Your income is nothing compared to mine,(Y/n)." Nathan responds and carries one of the grocery bags to help her out, (Y/n) carries two more bags. (Y/n) can't argue with his income, so just drops it. "Thanks." She replies and turns a little pink in her face. "Don't mention it," Nathan grunts in response. Pickles and Skwisgaar watch the two friends interact. Then they turn to each other and share a knowing look.

The group returns to the parking lot of the grocery store towards (Y/n)'s car. And Nathan helps them load the groceries in the car. "You're so nice today Nathan. Or is it just (Y/n) that gets special treatment." Pickles snickers, Skwisgaar and Toki follow with small chuckles, sounding like gossiping schoolgirls.

Nathan looks over his shoulder at his friend, the pink on his cheeks turning darker and the sharpening glare in his eyes that already says everything that his bandmates need to know.

Of course, (Y/n) heard that too. Not knowing how to react, she just decides to ignore the drummer's comment. She is not really in the mood to deal with that right now. "There." (Y/n) closes the trunk of the car that's now loaded up with her groceries.

"Well, it was fun with you guys but I gotta go home now." (Y/n) says while digging into her pocket for her keys.

"it'sch about time we go home too, I'm schoooo bored." Murderface suggests with a grumble, Toki nods in agreement. "Yeah, theres ams somes model I wants to finish." He adds.

"well then, I'll see you guys later." (Y/n) waves goodbye and enters her car. "see ya!" (Y/n) races off in an instant, nearly running over a small child and a mother.

"sooo, Nathan. Where are ya gonna ask her out or what?" Pickles teases Nathan and nudges him in his arms. Nathan glances at the drummer.

"I will kill you when we get home." Nathan threatens

"no you won't!" Pickles cackles.

_______________________________ I got the update on this one as well. I thought my old writing didn't make much sense of missing context. Not to mention some grammatical fixes.

Thanks for reading -Smilex