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can-ya-guess-my-curent-obsession · 8 months

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L- Lost: /Losing their S/O in a crowd/

A/N: nothing much to say- besides I think I wrote to much for 2d's

Request: open

Edited: no

Pairing: The band x GN!reader

This is apart of my crack alphabet

Tw: Panic, Murdoc acts a bit toxic(and it's not ok don't let people treat you like that), idk if i missed something

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-Bold of you to assume 2D wasn't the one getting lost

-It take's 2D a hot minute to realize S/O wasn't even there anymore

-At first he wouldn't realize it, so he would go about walking around doing whatever you two were doing- when he realized you two aren't holding hands anymore, so he looks back to go grab your hand when he realized S/O wasn't there

-Like Murdoc he comes to a freeze- as the info that his S/O is now gone sets it

-2D snaps back to reality when someone accidently bumps into him

-"oh- sorry didn't mean to-" the stranger was cut off by 2D's unintelligible panic talk before 2D scrambled away leaving the stranger confused

-2D would scramble all over the place looking for S/O panicked, to anyone who was looking from an outside perspective would be sincerely confused- I mean he doesn't look crazy or anything but he looks very lost

-And especially if you guys are on tour in a unfamiliar country or place for the first time

-Because if so- he's panicking get's worse

-Eventually he sees someone with a phone- and the realization that he should check his phone

-2D sighs in relief thinking that you probably sent him a text- in which you didn't and panic sets back in

-He spends the next half an hour looking for his S/O when 2D see's his S/O too busy looking at something to notice 2D

-2D stumbles over to S/O a bit winded and babbling about you being gone

-"Luv- where have you been-?" 2D said pulling you into a bone crushing embrace, "Why didn't you answer da' phone?"

-"oh sorry Stu... I got distracted, and my phone is dead so I couldn't answer any text-" you say as 2D still didn't let go

-After some reassuring hugs and a kiss and you two go back to whatever your doing- as 2D basically forgetting what just happened

-He panics a bit but stays in place

-At first he just waits their hopeing S/O wanders back but when two minutes has passed and no sign of you

-Murdocs next checks his messages, and he had zero from you

-So now he's stressed as hell, but he tries to keep calm

-And walks around casually like nothings wrong, while he's sweating bullets and his eyes are darting all over the place looking for you

-every few minutes Mudz takes out his phone checking for a message

-He eventually find you and jogs over to you and grabs S/O by the arm and starts to grumble out frustrated nags

-"The hell- have' ya been, I've been looking all over the fucking place-" Murdoc would snap at S/O, as he drags S/O back to the car

-"Jeez sorry- just got distracted..." S/O would respond

-"Well why didn't you answer yer fuck'en phone?"

"Uh... I left it at home..."

-Murdoc would face palm

- you two didn't get to finish the outing because murdoc was stressed and just wanted to go home and relax

-But the next day you two went back out but this time Murdoc kept his arms around S/O's waist or shoulders

-She looks around for a second before checking her phone to see if you texted her, and when she see's you didn't she would immediately start searching the area for you

-And Noodle finds you immediately- no joke, she take like a minute and then finds you

-"Hay S/O- where did you go?" Noodle said as she placed a hand on your shoulder as she walks up behind you

-"oh hey sorry Noods, I didn't realize I lost you..."

-Noodle accepted the apology and you two went about your outing but this time Noodle walked behind you to make sure you don't wander off

-The most rational out of all of them

-Like Noodle, Russel immediately checked his phone and sighed when he saw no texts

- He would calmly look around for you- it took like ten to thirty minutes to find S/O

-And when he found S/O he didn't ask any question, he just walks up to S/O puts a hand on their shoulder and says "Hey baby- come on we have things to do"

-"Oh- hey Rus look what i found.." S/O would point at the thing that distracted them

-"yeah yeah- lets go hon" Rus would hold your hand as you two go about your day- and he would look over his shoulder every once in a while to make sure you're still there

#gorillaz x reader #murdoc x reader #2d x reader #stuart pot x reader #noodle x reader #murdoc niccals #russel hobbs x reader #murdoc niccals x reader #russel x reader #gorillaz

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captain-lessship · 10 months

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Gorillaz With A Motherly SO (And Random Songs That Make Me Think Of Them)

Noodle-

She is a sort of care taker herself so when she met you, she felt understood.

You two spend so much time together that falling in love was bound to happen.

Old Married couple energy but Cool Old Married Couple

Loves your cooking and will not be shy about letting you know.

You and her are always clung to each other.

LOVES when you do her hair.

She loves you so much and feels like she’ll always be taken care of and in turn, will take care of you. Even when you are a actual old couple.

Russel-

Kind of man to take knitting lessons with you. (He did)

Loves being doted on and doting on you.

Dream couple.

He is the cook and you’re the cleaner.

The only time Russel sings is when it’s in the kitchen with you while you’re doing dishes and he’s finishing dinner

You kiss his cheek as a sort of thank you.

Ace (I struggled here)-

Is surprised when you and him started dating.

Legit was that “I don’t know, I never thought I’d get this far.” Plankton meme (Heheh cause he’s green too, get it?)

You take care of him after he runs from his vandalism scenes, scraped knees, scratches on his arms and such.

Will sometimes take you for granted but the second you leave, he starts calling for you. (Poor boy)

2D-

Thinks he is the luckiest man on earth (and he is. Know your worth)

You make him a peppermint tea before he wakes up.

You just sit beside him and fiddle with his hair til he wakes up

He is pretty much your shadow. Always directly behind or beside you.

Is your number one helper.

Pretty much your husband (on all levels except legal)

Writes you little love songs and will melt if you sing them with him

You’re his muse and he’s your artist.

Murdoc-

Was avoidant about your disposition at the start but he warmed up to you after a many quiet car rides from when you came to pick his drunk self up.

He makes your coffee because he is not a morning person but by the time he gets done clanging around the Winnebagos kitchenette, you’re up.

You and him take the romance movie cliche tub bath while drinking wine. (He was down to bump uglies but he got distracted making bubble beards with you. His was the best, he doesn’t care what you say)

Will immediately think he’s fucked up if you use his actual name

You and him have the same vibe as that retiree couple on vacay

Despite your differences, you and him are the best match for each other.

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x-doing-ur-mum-x · 1 year

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Hello! Since Valentine's Day is coming up, how would Murdoc, 2D, and Ace would go about celebrating said holiday with their gn s/o? Thank you! <3

I ONLY SAW THIS NOW SORRY LOVE! ITS ONLY A DAY AFTER VALENTINE'S IT STILL COUNTS 🤭

TW: Swearing like only once, just fluff babes, gn! reader

Ace Murdoc and 2D celebrate Valentine's!

Murdoc:

He'd know it's coming up but definitely left it till last minute, due to stress from the band

Absolutely freaks out when the date comes around

Definitely asks the band what to do but everytime 2D gave a suggestion you'd just hear Murdoc snap at him "Shut up face ache! Shit idea!" Even if it was a good idea.

Eventually thinks of an idea and goes stargazing with you

Holding you close to him as he leaves light kisses on your face telling you how much he loves you and how much you've helped him

Definitely going back to Kong studios and staying in his winnebago for the night

2D/Stuart pot:

He thought Valentine's Day was in March. Until noodle and Russel have to tell him actually February 14th.

He's so lost on what to get you like literally searching what you would like and what to do for you to show he loves you

He ended getting your favourite chocolates and flowers and taking you out to a restaurant

He ends up looking like 13 year old on a first date 😹

It's very cute though because he's tried for you

If you do something for him as well he'd melt literally won't let you go for the whole night and next morning

Ace:

Literally asks the gang what to do and they give him the most stupid responses. "I don't understand you guys sometimes" he'll respond after hearing their suggestions that was "Shoplifting at a gas station" or "take em to the dump"

He ends up getting you flowers and a ride on his motorcycle (HEAVY HC THAT HE HAS ONE LIKE THE LEATHER JACKET AND MOTORCYCLE 🛐🛐🛐)

Just loving how close you are to him how you're holding onto him

Like you can't look at me and tell me this man doesn't like seeing the sunset on his motorcycle honestly his favourite thing

You both end up at a beach as you and him walk across the peer (like an old couple 🤭) just loving the sunset as he has his arm wrapped around your waist

You both end up back at your place.

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wamulu-gorillaz · 2 years

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Bandmates reaction when they see their s/o being flirted with by some guy thats making their s/o nervous and anxious

I hope this one is okay!

2D:

It's in moments like these when his very clever wit comes out to play.

Whatever this creep says to you, 2D will answer with a humiliatingly sharp comeback. It lets the guy know that you are certainly not to be messed with.

He does this all without causing a scene and anyone else in the area is none the wiser. Except for you, of course, with whom he intertwines his fingers and holds you close.

He is somehow able to switch seamlessly between staring down at this guy with dark, forboding eyes. Then he turns to you with the softest expression checking if you're okay.

As soon as the creep has left, 2D offers to do whatever you need in order to return to being safe. Whether this is to take you home, or stay but never leave your side, etc. Whatever it is, he will do.

Murdoc:

Listen, this man is not the best fighter so punching the lights out of some guy might not be a viable option alkdsfjakld

Like 2D, he has a way of subtlety about his threatening guard. He wraps his arm around you, keeping you close. His voice deepens when he talks to this creep, unapologetically calling him stupid in some of the most creative ways imaginable.

Waving a hand, he signals to security to remove the creep. More than anything it's a show of power, telling everyone watching that HE is top dog, and YOU are certainly not to be messed with.

In fact, he offers to have everyone in the room removed just so you two can get some peace together and you have the opportunity to calm down from such an anxiety-inducing moment

Murdoc might grumble a joke or two and crack out a laugh at the look on the guy's face when he realised he was in trouble.

Noodle:

As soon as she spots how uncomfortable this guy is making you, she immediately becomes like an erupting volcano with a lid on it. There is fire boiling and raging just behind her lips but she is managing to keep it at bay. For now.

Like a steam engine, she heads to your direction at full speed. Ears hot. She steps in between you and the creep.

Target engaged: "Can you not see this person is clearly uncomfortable with how you have approached them? I suggest you apologise to them and then leave now before you find out the consequences to your actions." (She is definitely the most blunt out of all of them bahaha)

The creep just about nearly runs out of ther, not ever wanting to get in a fight with Noodle from Gorillaz. Noodle's rage dissipates before she turns to you. You catch the last bit of it simmering before her now gentle gaze.

She guides the two of you to a quiet spot away from any crowds or anymore creeps. This is where she pulls you into a warm embrace and comforts you until you are feeling better.

Russel:

In front of you, he does not give this creep the time of day. He wouldn't waste his breath on him. He only death stares the dude as he approaches you.

He sees you in distress, picks you up and carries you away from the situation. But as soon as you're in a much safer location, he lays a kiss on your forehead before making his way back to this creep.

Russel is gone for some time and you can only imagine what he (and Del) are getting up to. Upon his return, you ask what happened and Russel simply responds by saying he had 'words' with him.

The rest of the night, he takes you out for ice cream and/or for a drive around the block - anything to keep your mind off what happened.

When you get home, he makes your favourite drink and warms the bed before snuggling up with you while watching your favourite movie.

#gorillaz #gorillaz x reader #gorillaz headcanons #gorillaz murdoc #2d #2d x reader #murdoc niccals #2d gorillaz #murdoc x reader #noodle gorillaz #murdoc gorillaz #stu pot #gorillaz russel #murdoc niccals x reader #noodle x reader #noodle gorillaz x reader #gorillaz 2d

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mudsock-nicdicks-wife · 1 year

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Could you maybe write about the Gorillaz Members comforting the reader because they're on their period?

yes i can totally do that :D

Gorillaz x AFAB Reader Comfort <3

Murdoc F. Niccals

•Surprisingly, he is such a sweetheart about comforting you during this time.

•As soon as he sees the signs, he puts towels down in his Winniebago and almost forces you into resting.

•Everything you could possibly need or want is always next to you, if it's not, Murdoc is jumping up to get it for you.

•He absolutely will not fall asleep next to you with clothes on.

•If you get cramps, he's more than happy to help. He read somewhere that sex helps with cramps, so if you're down, he has never been afraid of blood.

•Murdoc acts almost as if you are too fragile for you to do anything.

•For example, he will literally begin to bathe and feed you.

•Tones down the arguments as much as he possibly can, he knows it's not a fun week for you and he wants to make it as bearable as possible.

Stuart '2D' Pot

•Super sweet about it.

•Anything you want, or he thinks you would want, is on your bedside table within a few moments.

•Cramps? You're in luck. Stu has a wide variety of painkillers.

•During this time, he likes to refer to you as his 'little juice box'.

•His favorite activity to do with you during this week is to watch zombie films while cuddling.

•He will pull out all of his heated blankets just for you.

•If everything gets to loud at Kong, he's more than happy to take you to a nearby hotel so you can rest.

Russel Hobbs

•You are always his top priority, but when it comes to this week, you're his only priority.

•He is constantly checking in on you, making sure you're okay and not in any pain or discomfort.

•If you get cramps, he's next to you in an instant, softly rubbing circles on your abdomen.

•Breakfast will be served in bed all week, however, every other meal he wants you to get out of bed for.

•At the start of the week, he asks you what you need and want so he doesn't have to go on late night runs to the store.

•He's more than happy to go to the store at any moment for you though.

Noodle

•Your periods tend to sync.

•Which means, cuddling in bed, holding each other while crying because of your pains.

•She will ask her band mates to get anything you two could possibly need, oh and a mountain of chocolate.

•She will fake cry if Katsu lays on you and not her.

•So many kisses during this time, she knows it's hard for the both of you.

•Always makes sure you're hydrated and eating well, especially during this week.

Ace Copular

•He's not grossed out, just confused.

•Bleeding for that long without dying shouldn't be physically possible.

•He may not understand it but he's more than willing to help you though it.

•He will run you hot baths and put candles all around it, he might even put some rose petals in the water.

•He makes sure you feel loved.

•If you ask for something, he's gone, and he's not coming back until he has exactly what you asked for.

•He gets scared when you get cramps, he still only has the bare minimum of knowledge, and seeing you toss and turn in pain freaks him out.

AN: More requests are coming out, again, I just tend to get headcanons out faster. Love you all and thanks for being patient with me <3

#gorillaz #murdoc niccals #2d gorillaz #stuart pot #noodle gorillaz #russel hobbs #ace copular #murdoc niccals x reader #2d x reader #noodle x reader #russel hobbs x reader #ace copular x reader #gorillaz headcanons #comfort #gorillaz x reader

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simp-king-noshi · 7 months

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FLUFFTOBER MASTER LIST ✨💖💞

FLUFFTOBER MASTERLIST

day one first kiss/Wilbur soot

day two love confession/Jack Met

day three sick/injury/Tommyinnit

day four rainy day/Ghostbur

day five dancing together/Dabi

day six playing with hair/Karl Jacobs

day seven sharing clothe/Jschlatt

day eight kid fic/pet fic/Ghostbur

day nine showering/bathing/2-D

day ten gift giving/Dream

day twelve meet cute/Simpbur

day thirteen learning a craft/Ghostbur

day fourteen locked in/trapped in/Simpbur

day fifteen early morning/Russel Hobbs

day sixteen stargazing/Georgenotfounf

day seventeen massage/dream

day eighteen protecting/Revivebur

day nineteen road trip/motel/ Dream Team

day twenty reading together/ Noodle

day twenty one picnic/2-D

day twenty two apologies/Murdoc niccals

day twenty three coffee shop/book store/bbh

twenty four game night/ tommyinnit

twenty five love letters/simpbur

twenty six drunken confessions/sapnap

twenty seven nightmares/pogbur (pogtopia Wilbur)

twenty eight pumpkin patch/Jack Met

twenty nine corn maze/ Argbur

thirty scary movies/2-D

day thirty one Halloween costumes/Murdoc niccals

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darl1ngd3ar3st · 2 years

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movie night with murdoc and 2d (seperate)

sfw (real)

Murdoc

loves slashers

doesn't particularly care for pillow forts

"takes too long to set them up and take them down" he says.

he brings booze ofc

his favorite movies to watch on movie nights are nightmare on elm street, saw, and the texas chainsaw massacre

loves gorey movies but won't play one if you don't like gore

or he will but he'll cover your eyes or something a few seconds before blood and guts show on camera

he tosses sour gummy worms at you throughout the movie

he's gonna have his hand on you the whole time

especially your thigh. theres a 95% percent chance that if you look down you'll find a green hand on your leg

you guessed it, zombie movies.

I think one of his canon favorites is day of the dead

off topic but that movie is so good I love it so much please go watch it

unlike murdoc he sets up a fort and puts so much effort into it

will smoke weed during the movie and let you use his pipe

if you don't want him to let him know directly as he is autistic and will not be sure until you clarify it for him

he's watched plenty of gore in his day so he's really desensitized to it

if you recommend a new zombie movie, tell him your ring size

if you don't like gore or scary movies he'll be a little bummed but definitely will 100% want to watch my little pony or sharkboy and lava girl

huge cuddle bug

he'll hold you super close and kiss your forehead periodically

#gorillaz #gender neutral reader #2d gorillaz #murdoc niccals #stuart 2d pot #stuart pot x reader #2d x reader #murdoc niccals headcanons #murdoc x reader #murdoc niccals x reader

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dentiststoothfairy · 7 months

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🥒 𝐌𝐔𝐑𝐃𝐎𝐂 𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐒 🥒

"𝐅𝐨𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞"

𝐋𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐬𝐭

𝐆𝐍!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

"I'm with him for better or for worse."

"It'll probably end up for worse."

"I knew that the day I met him."

*＊✿❀○❀✿＊*

- You always knew you were nothing more than a name under his belt. He's Murdoc fricken Niccals. But there was something inside you that held onto every word he said. Every sweet line he's most definitely used on a million other ladies.

- Maybe it was the love for satanic bad boys who are in a world famous band. Maybe you did your best to dive past his... Quite frankly, disgusting personality at times because there was truly something beautiful in him somehow.

- When you two dated for a while. You were more than ecstatic, not only did you mean that much to him that you were settling into his life... But he was also willing to be seen with you, you were more than a one night stand!

- The other band members treated you with civility. Of course they questioned your taste a little bit. Especially 2D but honestly, who wouldn't? It's Murdoc.

- Because you hung around the band so often. You heard such... Colourful stories of your boyfriend. But they couldn't scare you away. Not you. Not from him.

- The life of Murdoc Niccals was something you'd have to learn to keep up with. Music, parties, drugs, satanic ritual, more music, bullying 2D, and some more drugs.

- It was such a destructive path...

- 2D, who had grown quite attached to you continuously warned you about Murdoc. As if you already didn't know.

- "Stu, I'm with him for better or for worse."

- His face twists into one of bitterness and worry. "... That will probably end up for the worse, Y/N."

- He was just worried about you. But who was he to butt into your romantic life?

- ".. I've known that since the day we met."

#murdoc niccals #murdoc niccals x reader #x reader #x y/n #angst #y/n angst #gorillaz

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hyperbass · 2 years

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Gorillaz headcanons #2

Murdoc trying to be romantic

ok so whenever you two get into fights he tries to make it up to you in some way afterwards

and, I don't want to romanticize this, you do fight more often than other couples do

it's not often that the fights escalate though

it also takes some time for him to actually cool down and reflect on the situation

sometimes tho, he just feels like he has to give you something back

you give him so much love, patience and acceptance and he is so grateful

of course he has done the classic candle heart on the floor

and the rose pedals on the bed

he would love to be able to serve you dinner with fine wine, but he can't cook. he simply can't.

he burns soup.

(that's why he orders food for you instead of making it himself)

his romantic gestures can get sexual really quickly

one time he made a trail out of rose pedals leading to the bed

the pair of handcuffs actually made you laugh

"You are such an angel to me. I don't deserve ya."

he has a hard shell, but when you two have a very intimate and loving moment alone, he'll sometimes spurt out his feelings

sometimes he sends you romantic voice messages

whenever he says something real sweet, his voice gets quieter (he doesn't want the rest of the band to see his soft side)

has talked to Noodle for some advice

he can actually be really sweet, it just takes some time

#murdoc niccals #gorillaz headcanons #gorillaz hcs #russel hobbs #2d gorillaz #2d #noodle gorillaz #murdoc niccals x reader #murdoc gorillaz #the last cult #headcanons #murdoc x reader #gorillaz x reader

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nox444 · 11 months

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Happy birthday to my favourite Satanist 💚🥳💋

#gorillaz #murdoc niccals #birthday #murdoc niccals x reader #2d #noodles

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blackberry-gingham · 2 years

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Murdoc Niccals x Fem!Reader

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Summary:

It's hard being an angry young man when you're over the age of 50. The drugs, the alcohol, the smokes, the women... It was glorious back in the day. Now? He just can't muster the appetite for it anymore. Keeping up the reckless, rockstar persona is quite easy. Cleaning himself up in the background, not so much.

Battling a constant fight of the mind against his self doubt and old way, Mudz could use someone, anyone to help encourage his new habits. He's seen you many times at the gym, and may have caught himself a crush... But knowing his own history, could it ever work out?

tags: AU - Canon Divergence, Mentions of Past Drug Use/Alcoholism, Angst, so much fucking angst, and SLOW BURN, HOLY SHEESH IS IT A SLOW BURN, do I even need to tag this as having a light dusting of muscle-dad bod at this point?, you already know

tag list, open to addition or reductions, or older version available to follow on ao3: @greenheart99 (I'm sorry bestie 😔)

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Tick. Tick. Tick.

Every second of the clock echoes back a hollow, flat tune. It's well past midnight and the room is as dark as the world outside. Murdoc Niccals leans back in an armchair, watching the great nothingness of the outside world. On a table beside him sits a glass of skittles. He picks up one, working it between thumb and index for a short, thoughtful while. A morbid sort of boredom afflicts his expression, the same one that's plagued him for the past few years, really.

Tick. Tick. Tick.

The red, candy coating has begun to stain his fingers. He stops turning it over, instead shifting it around to a new position, holding the piece still and flat by either side. By now, the hallmark S has worn away, leaving a bald spot of pink where the face of it use to be. He flips it around to see if perhaps he's only reading the wrong side.

Still nothing.

Like a chosen sacrifice, he holds it up again. Slowly, torturously, he pierces it's heart with the claw of his thumb. Long and plentiful cracks spread a web across the hard coating and soft, gritty inside. It drives just deep enough into the meat of it to conceal the tip of the nail. Like a violent explosion, only milliseconds old and frozen in space and time, the crushed tab of candy is held aloft in the darkness. Murdoc admires his work, no more or less entertained than just moments before, turning the smashed up cherry skittle this way and that. When he's seen enough...

With sharp, inhumanly pointed teeth, he scrapes it off his thumb and chews it the rest of the way down.

Tick... Tick... Tick...

At this point in his career, he doesn't much care what people think and conjecture about him. However, most seem under the impression that all his teeth are as sharp and jagged all around as they are up front. Not so. Or, at least... Not anymore. To the credit of the speculator, it's been several years now since they were like that. Now? He's had eight silver crowns put in where his molars should be.

There was a long stretch of time where tearing and scarfing down his food all in one go was simply his way of doing things. But as those years came and went, he found something else out quite quick- You wouldn't believe the fucking heartburn eating like that gives you. So now, he's put measures in place to ensure he chews his food too. Or at least... so that he can, if he chooses to.

Can't say he likes it. And fuck, if it wasn't a learning curve... But at least now he doesn't need to down a handful of antacids every few hours. A reminiscent smirk breaks the constant look of dour from before. Murdoc picks underneath his claws absentmindedly- there was a time there too where he was doing more antihistamines then fucking psychedelics. Or really any of his other shit, for that matter.

You know... If he had to pinpoint where the fall started, he thinks it would probably be close to then. That was all about... maybe five years ago, when his body stopped behaving the way he wanted it to.

And anyway, all's well that ends well between the crowns and the antacids and the like... He's been using little things like these, the Skittles and such, to help kick the pills and shit. Sometimes it's admittedly more therapeutic to swallow them whole, but lately he likes to chew them proper. After all, processing something so small and hard like that isn't very pleasant to do when all your teeth end in pinpoints.

The implants really were a smart move. For once. A helpful step in the right direction towards where he is today. That he believes.

Tick.

Tick..

Tick...

The best part is, no one knows about the crowns. And even better, no one know about the rehab. Hell, he's sure his own damn band mates don't know. And that's just the way he likes it. Not because he's worried about "disappointing" anyone or effecting this life long image he's built around himself... No, he does it simply because he refuses the help. It wouldn't really feel earned if he didn't do it all his own, you know?

He dug this hole. The drugs, the drinking, the fucking- Every little bit that came together and was finally starting to destroy him. He should be the one to get himself out. And yet...

There's that nagging question again. The one where, after every time he congratulates himself for being oh so stoic... so strong. So independent- He can't help but wonder.

Would he even get support from the others if he told them? Would they dissuade him? Would they mock him?

"Lost your edge?"

"Lost your balls?"

"Forgot how to have fun?"

It's hard to feel proud of what you're doing when you realize that the only one who may ever be routing for you is... You. Is it such an accomplishment, such a brilliant idea... if only he wants it?

Real or not, he can come up with a thousand insults that really any given person in here at all might throw at him. It's like this constant fear- of judgement. Of rejection. It's a disease. Paranoia. He holds this fucking trap inside himself, laying always in wait like the one live mine in a field of inactive ordinance. Just waiting for that one wrong move. That one little opening, so it can pick at the scabs of his doubt. Tear him open, and let the wound bleed.

He may go about life, sneaking around himself.

Tick

Always on eggshells. Trying to block out the noise and judgments of the world...

Tick

But no matter what he does. No matter how hard he hides, how far he sticks his fingers in his ears...

Tick

It always finds a way to detonate.

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Dingdingdingdingdingdingdi-

In nigh an instant, Murdoc scuttles across the bed and slaps the alarm clock off. He drops back down with a groan. Every morning he wonders why he doesn't go back to using his fucking phone. Then, every time after he's had that first thought, he remembers he does it because it's more effective this way. No one likes waking up to a heart attack, but at least this gets him to actually move some in the morning, right?

He used to think shitty mornings were only a hangover thing. He's been clean for almost two whole years now, and he can tell you from fucking experience: no the hell they aren't.

The analog clock reads 5:30 am. He's been trying for a long while now to wake up early like this. Builds discipline and all that. Fuck knows he needs it. Waking up naturally would be nice, but the alarm doesn't hurt to give him a jumpstart while he's at it. Besides, this is the only time he takes his pills, so he damn well needs to be on time.

It's his master plan- here in the dark of morning, away from where all the others can see him... Feels quite good, actually. The mystery. The secret. It's exciting, almost. Murdoc Niccals, taking prescription pills, prescribed to him. Nothing more, nothing less. Sounds so insane, it only adds to the motivation he has to keep it up. The innate thrill of secretly doing something you shouldn't. Or at least, something that feels like you shouldn't.

Used to be he'd wake up this early just for the pills. More recently, he's decided to make more out of the early start. Could you believe he's starting fucking working out? It's been a year since, and sometimes even he can't believe it. He certainly would've quit a few months in if it weren't for the fact he has fuck all else to do. Even so, after all this time of work...

He can actually see a little difference. A little. Shoulders are looking broader, upper arms a little more toned to match his forearms and such. Hasn't done much for his paunch, but even this little bit is better then the nothing he had before. It's all just more exciting, secretive shit. The others would surely die first before giving him a compliment... But he knows even they've noticed. It's all in the way they look at him, a little less flippancy and disgust. A little more intrigue and confusion.

Perfect.

Or rather, it would be. It's just... Well- It would be nice to get some notice from someone aside from the people that see him every damn day, you know?

Getting all straightened out and shit has been better then he expected. It's nice to feel good about yourself, for once. That is, as in really actually good, and not as some cover up for how fucked beyond words you feel inside. Nice to put in the effort. Nice to see some results. Hell, nice to have celebrated his one year of sobriety without even grabbing a drink.

Alone.

With no one to talk about his accomplishment to.

And... that's what it all comes down to, doesn't it? He supposes really he's been alone all his life. Not so much in a 'no one around' type way, but more of a... Well, a personal way. So many years upon years upon decades of drowning himself in every fucking self destructive method possible- All just for even a chance to forget how purely, utterly alone he is. Then, he whipped up the band. Found others in that same pit he was in. Dragged down as many poor bastards around him as possible. Fucked every bitch, did every drug, drank every bottle he could get his claws on... And none of it helped, did it?

He always felt he was simply born hollow. Like he's got this... blackhole of selfish, starving desire inside him. He wants everything he can't have. Everything he shouldn't have. Only to have come into this new life of fame and money, and now he gets whatever the hell he wants. And wouldn't you know? It doesn't fix shit about him. All it does is make the hole bigger. He moves onto the next thing and the next thing and the next person and the next drug and on and on, every experience only pushing him deeper into that pit of himself. The one that's never satisfied. The one that he's tried all his life to fill a million different ways.

The one that nearly swallowed him, too.

All he can do is try to rewind that clock. Back, back, back... Back to when the hollowness was just a suggestion within him. Back before it grew to uncontrollable depths. Kicking the drugs and the prostitutes and the alcohol was the right thing. Fuck him, it actually helped. But it's too little too late, he thinks. Nothing can save him from knowing it's still there.

He knows what he wants, deep down. He does. The only problem is, it's something he knows he truly can't have. It transcends the physical. It's elusive. Complex. Magical, in that way... More and more he finds, that few people, normal people even, ever truly get to have it. No amount of money or fame could win him what he's looking for... It's an achievement only accomplished through personal actions and drive and timing and luck... The more he thinks about it, the more impossible it sounds for a bastard like him to come into.

You know... they always say the emotions greed and envy are described by the color green. That they're a monster. A living, vicious creature that possesses it's victim. They consume everything in their path, laying waste to all they touch only to leave the vicious mess behind in their wake until, in the very end... it consumes them too.

Green, with envy. Green, like the money of the greedy. Green, like-

Drenched in sweat, after a long hour of work... Murdoc at last turns away from his reflection in the massive, locker room mirror to kill the lights. Perhaps he'll just go shower at home.

When all is complete, the clock hardly reads past 8 am. He'll have a little time to himself before anyone else is up, which means just enough time to get back to bed and pretend the past two hours never happened. It's the same thing he does every morning, really. All part of the charade. He'll lay there for a good hour at least. Maybe fall asleep again. Maybe write some shit down for new songs.

But whatever it is he decides to get up to, there is one thing he'll be doing for certain... The other same thing he always does.

Thinking of you.

Never in a thousand years would he have thought himself to be the type to develop a crush. But then again, he felt the same way about his chances of going clean, once upon a time. By now he's far too used to his old ways. He sees something he wants? He takes it. Simple as that. In hindsight, perhaps it shouldn't surprise him at all that he's weak enough for a stupid, fucking crush. After living so long with a life built around instant gratification... That sense of wanting, and wanting it now, never quite goes away, does it?

Now, there are only a precious few things in life that can stave him off from something he wants... But acting in such a way as that was far easier back when he was constantly either high, drunk or fucking both.

One of the great things about working out so early is that there's hardly anyone else around. No one to watch him bumble his way through a new exercise, sure. But no one to recognize and bother him neither. Of course, a star of his caliber is bound to get approached eventually, but the excitement of seeing him there has worn off for all the other regulars. Anyone who gave a fuck has already came up to him. Everyone else... Well they stick to doing what they always do, which more or less involves ignoring him.

You are one such person.

It's that same old feeling again. The mystery and excitement of the unknown. Perhaps even, the allure of something you shouldn't have. He counts every day that you look over at him. Not just a spare glance, but really look at him. Maybe out of curiosity. Maybe just for a distraction when you rest. Maybe for nothing at all but to stare. And yet... Every time, it excites him.

He wonders if you ever find him impressive- He's been making serious progress since he first walked through those doors and you rather seem to know what you're doing too, after all. Surely you can recognize how far he's come, right? You must, as you're quite good at throwing him a nod of encouragement here and there, especially when he pushes himself. And so, more and more he pushes himself, just for those little, golden scraps of praise. Of recognition.

It's just basic gym culture, he tells himself. Just being polite. But damn, how he wishes something more would come of it. Maybe he really has lost his balls. If not, then he's certain he'd muster up the drive to talk to you. And granted, he very well could. That is, there's not really anything stopping him. But...

Just as the feeling of excitement in mystery is familiar, so too is that ever present, insidious field of mines. Bombs, loaded with fear, just waiting to freeze him up and shut him down. Fear of rejection. Fear of humiliation. They always say "the worst she can say is no". That's a fucking lie, he'll tell you what. Anyone who says shit like that very obviously has no idea what it's like trying to put yourself out there all covered in green skin and claws.

He can only ride his star power so far in regards to bypassing his looks, and even then, that usually has only ever lasted him a one night stand, at most. The moment that even the idea of looking for something long term entered his mind... His world view fell to shit. He'd been taught since the day he was born that there was something wrong with him, and as time went on, with a little effort it was easy to overcome. Look at him now. Famous. Adored by fans. What could be wrong?

It's only now, now that he's forced to face the real world, in all his sobriety... Only now that those same thoughts since his childhood days start to surface. The ones that say everyone else was right- There is something wrong with him. And sure, back a few years just about everything was wrong with him, but back then... He at least had all his vices to help him keep up the lie. To pretend he was fine. To blur his vision and muddle his thoughts, and let him believe that all the criticisms were just bullshit. Trifles. All to be ignored and forgotten.

But now? Now, he's not so sure.

He's fixed as much of himself as he could, which sure as shit is no small achievement. But he can't fix what's wrong out here. And that's no small thing neither. A low, disappointed groan rumbles in his throat. He's a man of very, very few secrets... But perhaps his best kept one is the hatred he harbors for himself. Oh he puts on a good show of confidence, of reckless abandon and hedonistic delight... But there was a time, during the very height of his destructive exploits, that he didn't care.

A part of him wonders if he wanted to overdose. Life. Death. Both were just as meaningless, and one as bad as the other.

Hell, he doesn't even know why he bothered trying to save himself. He's got the success and his life is coming to a close anyway. It would be so simple to go back to how things were. The drugs, the alcohol, the whores... But-

If he gives up now, how will he ever know if things can get better? The highs were just... never as high after a while. And the lows? Shit, they got lower and lower and lower still as the decades dragged on.

There has to be something better out there. Something worth cleaning up for. Something to prove that he can be better than the path of fucked up misery and abuse his father set him on. Something that makes him want to live longer. That makes a long life worth it.

Maybe he's a fool for thinking any of that, but... in all his decades of living, he's never felt a shred of hope like the precious, flickering flame he's tending now. Not during the highs. Not during the blurred together days and nights of drinking. Not when he brought home a new prostitute. Not even when he finally achieved the band he always dreamed of.

All his life, hope has always been that strange, elusive creature for him. The exciting little something he shouldn't have. But now?

It's all he has.

#here we gooooooo #YEET #murdoc niccals x reader #😔😔😔😪😪#there it is #I honestly don't know if I want to tag this so that more people can find it or not lmao

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can-ya-guess-my-curent-obsession · 9 months

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"Murdoc are the rumors true?"

AN: Alright so this is my first one-shot so if it's shit sorry. This was apart of the poll I did some time back- and Murdy won, though I had to edit my original prompt a bit. I decided to do this primarily first person- but if you guys think I should try something else than I'm open to suggestions.

Summery: Murdoc goes into a interview and announces his relationship in it. Meanwhile S/O is watching the interview from their couch. And it's stupidly wholesome

Pairing: Murdoc x GN!reader

(phase unspecified)

Edited: haha no

WC: 1,170

TW: Cussing, S/O's a insomniac, Murdoc exposes the relationship without addressing S/O about it first, Murdoc's a bit of an ass

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S/O sat on their couch, mindlessly flicking through the channels on your TV. You just couldn’t sleep, but that's nothing new- sleepless nights are nothing uncommon. But usually you're accompanied by a green-skinned-Satanist, but your home lacks that factor tonight. S/O sigh’s as they place down their remote next to them, leaning back- curling into themselves and their hand coming up to rub their tired eyes. You reach for your phone- turning it on as your hand moves and your eyes flutter open to check the time.

2:57 AM

“Ugh” was the only thing that left your mouth as you slouch back in your seat. Grabbing your remote you resume your channel surfing. You don’t know how much time passed when you remember your boyfriend was gonna have a live interview late today. Your boyfriend of 1 and maybe a half-ish years(you're not too sure, your boyfriend was never too keen on anniversaries, so you kinda lost track) was on a live tour in America with his band, they've been gone for half a month. Oh your dear boyfriend Murdoc Niccals, and his band Gorillaz. You check back at the time on your phone hoping maybe you can make it.

3:12 AM

S/O cocks their head back and forth doing the math in their head before thinking out loud “sooo… it should be about 11 to 10-ish there…. so I should be about to catch it..”. Murdoc told you on a call a few days before the time of the interview and what channel it’ll be on, so you quickly find the channel and put it on. As soon as you get on the channel you’re met with the face of Noodle, and you can’t help but smile as you see the familiar face. It seems you missed a bit of the interview but you don’t care. Eventually they finish asking Noodle her question and they zoom out showing the whole band sitting on one couch, but you're drawn to the figure of your boyfriend on the screen- Murdoc sits slouched on the couch with a smug grin on his face. Your ears perk up and you focus on what they’re saying when you hear them getting ready to ask the next question.

“So Murdoc, are the rumors true?”

Rumors. What rumors?

“Are you actually in a committed relationship-... you’ve been seen with the same person multiple times- and frankly you’ve been less of your frisky self as said by your fans?”

Oh FuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFuckFu- you tune out what the lady says past ‘relationship’. You two never really talked about the seriousness of your relationship enough to ever hear the word ‘committed’, knowing Murdoc's history you were worried he would be put off by the ‘commitment’ part, so you two never talked about it. You turned away from the screen in worry of the reaction of your boyfriend. But it’s silence, you finally look up to see that Murdoc actually looked rather giddy, as you can obviously see the thoughts running through his head of him actually contemplating admitting to having serious relationship on live TV- well it’s obvious to you, as you stared wide eyed at the TV waiting for Murdoc to say something.

“Yes- yes I am actually- with’ a lovely little dove….”

Your mind goes blank as you process what just happened- you tune out whatever the interviewer says next. Till you hear Murdoc's voice once more “‘Sorry luv but can’t tell ya who my dove is but… all ya need’ ta know is it’s all true….”, Murdoc would wink and wave at the camera- at you, “hey baby, know’ yer watch’in…”. After that the interviewer just continues to spue a bunch of questions at Murdoc, and Murdoc answers relatively truthfully- “yeah the band knows, how long have we been together- eh awhile, will you meet them- nah, uh, ugh- all these questions are irrelevant…” he waves them off. And Murdoc continues to side step the questions they throw at him, but you can help but see how proud he looks, how proud he looks to be in a relationship, to be in a relationship with you. S/O sits there just taking in the fact Murdoc just solidified your two’s relationship as committed and monogamous- LIVE no less.

Suddenly you're pulled back to reality by the sounds of the interviewers asking the band members about Murdoc's relationship- as Murdoc did say they were aware, in which they were. The lady asked “So how do you guys feel about Mudoc's relationship- more specifically how do you like Murdoc's partner?”. Noodles the first one to answer “They're nice.”, heh Noodle was never really one for words. Russels next “Their good company, I don’ have no problem them… in fact when their around Mudz seems like less of an ass..”, Russels remark didn’t go unnoticed by Murdoc as he responded with a “HEY!”. 2D remarked “Yeah- Murdoc yells a lot less when’der around…”, Murdoc only glares daggers at 2D while mumbling ‘damn face ache’ under his breath, which you roll your eyes at. Then suddenly-

“Well that's all for today my lovely viewer- Good Day!”

-And suddenly the program is over… seems like you missed most of the interview. You turn off the TV and just just go limp in your spot, you stare at a wall as you bask in the glory of your new found ‘committed’ relationship statues. You hear you phone buzz, who the hell is texting you at the fucking witching hour, you go to grab your phone and check the time.

3:34 AM

The notification was from Murdoc, he had texted you already, that was fast the live ended barely a minute ago, you open your text and it reads- “Did you watch it”, “well that was quick” you think out loud. You text back confirming you did, and immediately you get a call from Murdoc, and you answer it immediately. “Hey dove, whaddya think?” the sound of Murdoc rings in your ears, “it was great hon… missed most of it though…” you replied groggily, suddenly Murdoc goes quiet for a moment. “You ok baby..?” Murdoc sounds mildly concerned, “yeah just *yawn* tired…” you say as Murdoc has a realization- “oh fuck yeah- the time differences… why aren't you asleep?” Murdoc says like it was the most obvious thing in the world. “Can’t sleep…” you shrugged laying down on your couch, putting your call on speaker, and placing it on your stomach, it was silent for a few seconds after that.

Suddenly Murdoc speaks up and awkwardly mumbles “you said you missed most of it right…. Well how about I fill you in… and you try to sleep…”, you just reply with a “mhm”. And from there Murdoc smugly recounted the events of the interview to you till he heard soft snoring on the other end of the phone and hung up. And that was some of the best sleep you got in the past half a month.

#gorillaz x reader #murdoc x reader #murdoc niccals #gorillaz #murdoc niccals x reader

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captain-lessship · 10 months

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Phase One-Seven with 2D, Russel and Murdoc

Note: For 2D and Russel, the reader in gender Neutral (pan and bi kings) and for Murdoc, it’s fem reader (I am sorry but I can’t see him dating a man imo but you can simply read over the gendered head cannon if you want <3)

Phase One 2D-

You were a waitress at the diner where Gorillaz always got breakfast and he was smitten with you almost instantly and always tried to look his best when they went there, leading Murdoc to make fun of him for “preening like a lanky rooster”

Is a little shy and still shocked you even agreed to go on a date with him in the first place ( Having your eyes knocked in by a bastard bass player who shouldn’t be allowed to ever drive might put a damper on your dating scene)

Has a small amount of trust issues but slowly and steadily, he opened his heavily romantic side to you.

His love language is words of affirmation. He compliments you a lot and genuinely means each and everyone.

Is a classic man when it comes to pet names but when he gets drunk and such, he breaks out a special one: Painkiller. (Must be heavily intoxicated and has only happened once. He later yelled “Swiper, No Swiping” at a picture of a fix while walking home later that night)

Speaking of painkillers, you make sure he never takes too many at once and he won’t argue with you about it.

Phase Seven 2D

Twenty one years later and still going strong.

Has gotten to the point where he can’t sleep unless he’s beside you.

He just feels so loved and protected by you.

Although he still sings your praises, he’s developed a taste for gifts he’ll know you will like.

Has kept mementos from every one of your dates: movie ticket stubs, Photo Booth slips, receipts from dinners, little souvenirs from trips and key cards from hotels. They are stored in a converse box. He had made it his mission to protect it because it is essentially a time line of nearly a quarter of a century spent with you.

When he took you to Hollywood, you and him had a great time. Until you realized that you’re loving boyfriend was about to get sacrificed. That really killed the vibe of the getaway.

Phase One Russel-

You were the instrument repair person and he often stared at you while you were fixing his drum set.

He asked you to watch a movie and the rest is history.

You both shit talk Murdoc in the privacy of your rooms.

You two pretty much keep everyone else alive. (Which means you cut the crust off 2D’s and Noodles sandwich and don’t let Murdoc suffocate in his own smell while lounging in the Winnebago)

One time you and him went on a weekend get away and came back to a kitchen with a scorched ceiling, a broken water pipe and one less Murdoc eye brow.

He is definitely a Quality time guy.

You and him have a ritual where you make your breakfast and sit in complete silence.

At the start of the relationship, you thought the silence was his way of showing irritation but really it was the opposite.

You’ve come to love the lack of words but surplus of radiating love from him.

Phase Seven Russel-

The relationship has gotten tough as of late due to his new hobby: staring at TV Static.

You get into arguments about it when he finally looks away

You are trying your best to kept it together

You still spend a lot of time with him but you hate the feeling that you need to compete with fabled answers in blurring white, gray and black.

After the events of the cult incident , he slowly started to return to normal, much to your joy.

Slowly but surely, your relationship got back on track.

Phase One Murdoc-

Heard you doing spoken word one night at a “weird hipster whacko bar” (his exact words) he was scoping out to potentially rob and thought you’d be a great song writer

Talked to you about it, caught feelings after a month or so

attempted to kidnap you but you dropped a piano out the window on his head.

Just kidding.

It was a keyboard.

After a week of shame and plotting, he did what only Murdoc could do: Try again.

You escaped being kidnapped once again but at this point, you had kinda gotten a crush on him. So you moved into his ‘house’ of Kong Studios to work on the song writing process with his magnum opus of a band called Gorillaz.

You became a hit with all the band members. 2D because you kept Murdoc from hitting him, Russel because you were great to talk to and cook with and Noodle because she was happy to have another girl around, even if you were a good twenty years older than her.

You and Murdoc are a surprisingly easy going and comfortable couple. Everyone has their quirks and it just so happens that yours doesn’t irk him and his doesn’t irk you.

Sure there’s things you don’t like about him (the abuse of the singer, the kidnapping/ attempted kidnapping of people, Attempted Murder, Drug Possession, Driving Law Violations.) but you love him anyway.

Life has not been kind to Murdoc, which doesn’t give him an excuse but it gives an element of understanding.

He is trying to change for you. He’s trying to be calmer, a tad nicer and more pleasant to be around and the effort is all you ever asked for.

Alright happy time people, happy time.

Is very affectionate in the comfort of his home.

Prone to just laying a random one of his limbs on you while sitting down.

You have matching upside down cross necklaces.

Is a physical touch kind of guy, but on his own terms.

No very romantic in the regular but when he tries? Yup.. Mr. Darcy Material (Pride and Prejudice is the only movie that he doesn’t fall asleep during)

Phase Seven Murdoc-

Welp… When your lover of twenty one years starts a cult to take a demon to bed, there’s only so much you can forgive.

This caused a rift and you are very angry with him at the moment.

But then, you got called to the hospital (You are 2Ds and Noodles Emergency contact)

Of course you showed up.

What you then saw was the tipping point.

You and Murdoc are currently on a break. (Will resume after detailed apology and if you decide to do so.)

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