Couple fun little pieces, I finished the Siren and Murderface one. And I fixed Gale. My art style is changing a TON as I’ve gotten back to digital art. I’m actually really happy with the way it looks now
briefly taking my phone out at work and looking at images of my favourite character like im a soldier in the trenches looking at a picture of their loved one back home
I like to think that Murderface's genuine love for history came from a teacher. For all his stupid shit, Murderface really does know his stuff when it comes to historical artifacts (not counting the comics cause they're not canon)
I could imagine a young Murderface, already ostracized by his classmates and teachers in the school. He's angry and upset, but he's also volatile. No one wants to deal with him, not the students and not the teachers. He's halfway out the door of being expelled by the time he hits 4th grade. But one teacher decides to truly look at him and see him for what he is, a sad little boy who was given a shitty start in life. This teacher would do everything they could to get him engaged in something, anything. The other teachers call him a lost cause, just let the system work him out and focus on the other students. But they don't give up. Murderface notices the persistence and doesn't know how to feel about it, unnerved, because no one has ever given him this much attention before. Then, finally, the teacher finds his niche.
He has a love for the macabre, specifically medieval torture devices. I'm pretty sure every school in America has that one torture device book that probably shouldn't be there but is. (I CANT FIND THE BOOK IM THINKING OF BUT ITS ONE OF THOSE WHITE INFORMATIVE BOOKS, EYEWITNESS BOOKS, ABOUT THE TORTURE DEVICES)
Anyway, the teacher finds his spark and they spend time together pouring over it. And Murderface is enthralled because he's never been so into something before, let alone with someone who wants to be around him. I can see him spending the rest of his school year forfeiting his recess and free time to spend reading the book over and over again and spending time inside with the teacher. Murderface isn't totally cool with school and still hates it, but that teacher has Murderface’s respect, which already is a huge deal for everyone in the school. They've never seen him listen to a teacher before until then.
As time goes on, Murderface’s love for history grows, but he always thinks fondly of the teacher who never gave up on him.
Can I request william murderface x reader headcannons please..
WILLIAM MURDERFACE X READER RELATIONSHIP HEADCANNONS
Fandom: Metalocalypse
Pairing: William murderface x reader
Warnings: a but suggestive at one part but nothing explicit, not proofread (we die like men), possibly ooc
A/n: Ask and you shall receive! (This took longer than expected tbh but so happy to get mtl requests!)
-He absolutely does not believe you're real.
The first time you show genuine interest in him, he laughs. Not a happy laugh — a mean laugh. He thinks it's a joke. A prank. Someone put you up to it. He'll look around for hidden cameras or Toki giggling in a corner. When he realizes you're serious, he short-circuits. His brain just... stops. He stares at you for an uncomfortably long time. Then he says something like "you're fucking weird " and walks away. He comes back five minutes later. He doesn't explain why.
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- Physical touch is a battlefield.
He's not used to being touched kindly. The band roughhouses, sure — Pickles punches his arm, Skwisgar tackles him, Toki hugs him (he hates it, no he doesn't). But gentle touch? Someone running their fingers through his hair? Someone holding his hand? He freezes. His whole body goes rigid. He might genuinely not know how to respond. Teach him. Be patient. He'll flinch at first. Then he'll lean into it. Then he'll start touching you back — clumsy, hesitant, like he's afraid you'll break or disappear.
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- His love language is... sabotage.
He doesn't know how to be nice. Being nice was never modeled for him. So instead, he shows affection by being less terrible. He won't insult you (as much). He won't make fun of your interests (to your face). He'll let you pick the movie without complaining for a full ten minutes. He'll share his food — this is enormous, do not underestimate it. William Murderface sharing food is practically a marriage proposal.
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- He's incredibly insecure about his body.
The belly. The acne scars. The general... Murderfaceness of his appearance. He's convinced you're settling. He'll make self-deprecating jokes constantly — "don't look too long, you'll go blind" — but underneath the jokes is real fear. He needs reassurance. Not constant, over-the-top praise (he won't believe it), but small, consistent reminders that you want him. A hand on his stomach. A kiss on his shoulder. A casual "you look good today" that you don't make a big deal out of. He'll remember every single one.
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- He's surprisingly gentle in bed.
You'd expect him to be rough, aggressive, maybe even mean. He's not. He's terrified of hurting you. His whole life, he's been told he's too much — too loud, too ugly, too weird, too violent. He doesn't want to be too much for you. He'll ask permission before everything. He'll check in constantly. "This okay? You good? Tell me if it's not good." He needs verbal confirmation. He needs to know you're enjoying it. He might cry afterward. Not sad crying — overwhelmed crying. Don't make a big deal out of it. Just hold him.
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- He's obsessed with your smell.
He won't admit this. Ever. But he steals your clothes. Just one shirt, or a hoodie, something that smells like you. He sleeps with it when you're not there. He buries his face in it and breathes. If you catch him, he'll get defensive — "it was on the floor, I was gonna wash it, fuck off" — but his ears will be red. Don't call him out. Just let him have it.
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- He's weirdly possessive.
Not in a healthy way. He knows it's not healthy. He can't help it. He doesn't like you talking to other people — not because he doesn't trust you, but because he's convinced everyone is better than him. Why would you stay? Why wouldn't you leave? He'll get quiet and sulky when you mention friends or coworkers. He won't tell you why. You have to drag it out of him. When he finally admits he's scared you'll find someone better, he'll say it like he's confessing to a crime. Hold him. Tell him he's an idiot. He'll pretend to be annoyed. He won't be.
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- He expresses affection through music.
He can't say I love you. The words get stuck. They feel wrong in his mouth — too soft, too vulnerable, too easy to use against him. So he writes songs instead. Terrible, ugly, beautiful songs that he'll never show anyone. They're not Dethklok songs. They're just... for you. He leaves them on your pillow. He pretends he doesn't know how they got there. Don't mention them. Just keep them.
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- He's a nightmare to live with.
Leaves dishes everywhere. Forgets to do laundry until he's wearing the same socks for a week. Sleeps at odd hours and wakes you up at 3 AM because he wants to watch something loud. He's not malicious — he's just never lived with anyone who cared. He doesn't know how to share space. You'll have to teach him. He'll fight you on everything. He'll eventually, grudgingly, start putting his dirty clothes in the hamper. He'll act like it's a massive inconvenience. He'll secretly be proud of himself.
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- He's fiercely loyal.
Once he lets you in — really in — he will never let you go. Not in a creepy, locked-in-the-basement way. In a you're mine and I'm yours and I'll kill anyone who hurts you way. He doesn't have much. He doesn't have family, or stability, or any idea what he's doing. But he has you. And he will protect that with the same violent, desperate energy he brings to everything else. Someone looks at you wrong? Murderface is already standing up. Someone breaks your heart? He won't say I told you so. He'll just hold you and let you cry on his shoulder and pretend his eyes aren't wet too.
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- He's terrible at asking for what he wants.
He'll hint. He'll sulk. He'll make passive-aggressive comments until you figure it out. He won't just say he wants to cuddle, or that he missed you, or that he's had a bad day and needs you to hold him. You have to read between the lines. "This couch is cold" means sit next to me. "You were gone a long time" means I missed you, don't leave again. "I don't care" means I care so much it's killing me. Learn his language. It's exhausting. It's worth it.
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- He's secretly soft.
Not in public. Never in public. In public, he's William Murderface — bassist for Dethklok, disgusting, abrasive, loud. But when it's just the two of you, when the lights are low and he's tired and his guard is down... he's soft. He'll rest his head on your chest and let you play with his hair. He'll mumble things he'd never say to anyone else. He'll fall asleep curled around you like a startled animal finally deciding to rest. Don't mention it in the morning. He'll deny everything. But you'll know.
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- He doesn't know how to say thank you.
So he shows you. He'll buy you something — not romantic, just practical. A new phone charger because yours was fraying. Your favorite snack because he noticed you were out. He'll fix something in your apartment without being asked. He'll remember a small thing you mentioned once, months ago, and bring it up like it's nothing. He's saying thank you. He's saying I see you. He's saying I'm trying.
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- He's terrified of being abandoned.
Everyone leaves. His family left. His bandmates have their own lives. Why wouldn't you leave? He waits for it constantly — watches for signs, reads into your silences, assumes the worst. If you're quiet, he thinks you're angry. If you're late, he thinks you're gone. He needs reassurance. Not constant, but regular. A text when you're on your way. A hand on his back when you pass. A "I'm not going anywhere" said casually, like it's obvious. It's not obvious to him. Make it obvious.
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- He loves you like he's never loved anything.
It scares him. He doesn't know what to do with it. He's spent his whole life hating himself — his body, his face, his personality, his everything. And then you came along and looked at him like he was worth something. He doesn't understand it. He doesn't trust it. But he can't let it go. He loves you in the only way he knows how: messy, loud, defensive, and completely, terrifyingly sincere.
What would it be like to be Murderface's boyfriend? What would he be like as a lover? I think he would be someone more shy and reclusive with partners but it depends on each person who think about that.
This made me realize Murderbonds is the only title I've ever written....
Anyways, this is going to be very easy we're literally twins
Oh, William Murderface.....
Look at how cute he is
You don't know the half of internalized homophobia until you meet this guy
When I think about what you said, I honestly agree
I think if he was with a woman he'd be a lot more out about it
It would be to beat the "I hate women" allegations/hj
Since it would be a boyfriend, he's more likely to hide it from the public
I think that he would hide you for as long as possible, even from the band
When you two are in his room he jumps at every sound
Especially if you're on his lap or he's on yours
And during any kind of kiss or romantic contact in general
He's TERRIFIED of getting ridiculed
He gets bullied enough by everyone else
You have to be the one to ask him out
He's too scared to do it himself
Type of mf to tell you he loves you and then get sick to his stomach
He definitely thinks he's too ugly to be sappy
This may be projecting, but he just thinks that he can't be lovey and sweet because he looks the way he does
If you call him handsome or pretty he'll genuinely cry because he's so happy
I think he's very shut off, so you'll have to encourage him to open up and let himself be comforted
More hygienic when you get together
When he finally tells the band he has a boyfriend he expected them to tease him and maybe kick him out the band
They knew
He thinks he's sly, but he very much is not
He's definitely very clingy, and he cries out of happiness a lot because he never thought anyone would love him how he is
All he wants from you while that happens is to hold him and rub his back
VERY physical he loves to be held and hold you it just makes him so happy
Genuinely the sweetest man once you give him a while to open himself up and trust you
He can't get enough of you dude and I'm sure he tries to hide it though
He's awful at it
He'll go on dates a lot, but he makes it overtly clear to the people that you're just friends
It hurts sometimes, but he'll stop if you tell him
Very well trained man/j
He absolutely LOVES to sleep with you dude like he just loves the warmth
Also #thinking of changing my yumesona up a bit? 🤔 I’ve gotten messages on TikTok questioning whether or not I was copying another Murderface yume. Which wasn’t the case at all, it wasn’t my intention to make them so similar. But also my sona just doesn’t look all that much like me irl. Idk
I get so mad when social tumblr or twitter send me notifications that are like “__ liked your post” and it’s something I reposted. That’s not my post. I didn’t make that. What the fuck are you talking about??
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