#2doc fic

[plasticdazed]

Promo for now I guess!

Hi I’m Syl (pronounced like the first part of silhouette) Afab 😌✨ she/her

I’ve been writing for a while but want to try posting my fics to get better and maybe make some friends! 🖤✨

My main ship is 2Doc and I love x reader fics so please request as many as you like!

My art tag is #plasticdazed ‼️

I have limits, usual stuff like anything involving children or piss or shit like that (or shit). But I love a good toxic and psychosexually codependent manipulation fueled hostage relationship 💙💚

But anyway I’m excited to post some fics! Thank you for reading!

[an-android-child]

READ THIS FIC THIS FIC IS SO GOOD THIS IS THE BEST FIC I'VE EVER READ READ THIS FIC THIS FUCKS SEVERELY

https://archiveofourown.org/works/53112613/chapters/134386240

[elderyautjavegeta]

NEW CHAPTER OF DEMON MONSTER MURDOC STORY JUST DROPPED!

Something Wicked (45479 words) by ZuviosGemini Chapters: 6/? Fandom: Gorillaz Rating: Explicit Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Murdoc Niccals/Stuart "2D" Pot Characters: Murdoc Niccals, Noodle (Gorillaz), Russel Hobbs, Stuart "2D" Pot, Satan, Cherry (Studio Killers) Additional Tags: monster au, monster murdoc, demon murdoc, Body Horror, timeline differs from canon, Budding Love, Friends to Lovers, demonic essence, Witchcraft, witch 2D, 2D goes pagan, celebrity guest stars, Unlearning Toxic Behaviors, specific warnings in chapter notes, I twist the canon to fit my own ideas, how murdoc lost his soul, satan is nonbinary, Explicit Sexual Content, (eventually) - Freeform, background Cherry (Studio Killers)/Noodle (Gorillaz) Chapter Summary:

Satan's visit causes a rift between 2D and Murdoc, and mending it will take effort on both sides.

yES HELLO, TWO CHAPTERS IN ONE MONTH??? AFTER 3 YEARS OF NOTHING??? Crazy honestly... I hope you guys enjoy, leave me a comment or something, I'd really appreciate it. Adding a gif for visibility!

[zanezell155]

Any recommended 2doc fanfics??

Don't worry about the tags I'll look at them myself :)

[beeloovedd]

Omg I finnaly write something with Gorillaz again

This is a random half ass fluffy 2Doc fic I wrote at 12am

Anyways

Anyone else but you

Tw!: no warnings

They finally had free time

It was rare these days to find time that wasn't packed with album making, Photoshoots, fangirls and touring

Stuart hums as he mindlessly strums his guitar, leaning on murdoc's shoulder

He hums quietly, trying to ignore the cigarette smell and smiles as Murdoc starts to him as well

2D takes a small breath and looks around the park before quietly singing

"Here is the church and here is the staple" he says glancing around

His voice cracks and goes soft, not like his normal show and recording style, like a normal person

"We sure are cute for 2 ugly people, I don't see what anyone could see in anyone else but you" 2D says with a smile, not caring if he's not making sense

He nudges Murdoc for his verse

Murdoc thinks for a second before free handing it

"Pebbles forgive me, the trees forgive me" he says as he runs his boot in the dirt and leans more on the tree

"So why can't you forgive me? I don't see what anyone could see in anyone else but you" Murdoc says, leaning his head on 2Ds head, making it harder for 2D to play but he doesn't care

They both hum or freestyle the rest of the lyrics, not caring about keeping their fame and icon act up, not caring about how they sounded

They only cared about enjoying the nowadays rare moments of love

[brighteyesandbass]

Summary: “Oh,” said Stuart. He really did look young. Maybe eighteen, nineteen. He’d probably be out of the business by twenty. He didn’t look like someone who needed to do this; he looked like a kid experimenting, trying on boots too big for him. “You feeling alright?” asked Stuart. “You seem a little, uh. Bad.”

‘Bad’. Murdoc rolled his eyes. “I’ll be fine once you give me my fix.” He made a come-hither gesture with his fingers. “C’mon, give it.”

“Er, you have to pay me first. That’s how this works.”

Murdoc needs a fix. Coincidentally, Stuart is trying his hand at dealing. They come to an arrangement.

Note: Well, posted my first Gorillaz fic! It's 2Doc, 18+. Make sure you read the tags/note.

[bugslaststraw]

Caved. Wrote a 2k fic in Android's WhatsApp messages at aorund 2am last morning. 2doc be upon ye

[taiyomoyo]

last piece of gorillaz fanart I did, from last year I think. I will not be taking further questions

[charrrrmer]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Gorillaz Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Murdoc Niccals/Stuart "2D" Pot Characters: Murdoc Niccals, Stuart "2D" Pot, Cyborg Noodle Additional Tags: Abuse, Mental Instability, plastic beach, Drug Abuse, withdrawl, Angst, Kidnapping, Character Study, Trauma Summary:

The hardest part of losing everything, is being alone in the aftermath.

 *A Plastic Beach fic told from Stu's perspective. A study on trauma, abuse, acceptance and growth. Heed the tags.

[mouldingch33se]

I just read a fic on ao3 about what I thought was just silly 2Doc furries and then 2D was eaten by Murdoc and was stuck in his fucking stomach while slowly being digested wth

I'll put the link in the comments.

[angryplebianart]

To bother you with questions and statements:

What's your favourite Gorillaz phase and why?

As a 2doc shiper do you prefer fluffy, some canon stuff ignoring, fix-it fics, or the ones that dive into their complexity, toxic codepency ect?

Favourite music genre?

Have a lovely day :))

Thank you for bothering me with questions and statements!! I saw your other ask way back when too, but ig I forgot about it until now, dw I'll answer that one too lol

Op from the future here: sorry this is a long one 💀

1. I really don't know. I love all of them in their own special way. Phase 1 is of course iconic. I love the art style, the lore is great, the music is amazing, the videos are so good. I just love phase one all around, but overall I tend to think about it less than some others.

Phase 2 is great but pretty vague sometimes, and I don't know, I just don't have all that much attachment to it. We did get Rise of the Ogre for phase 2 though, and it's amazing 🤩 Demon days is wonderful and I love other specific things from phase 2, but it's not on my mind a lot. Phase one and two are also the peak of the MTV era of Gorillaz so I love that.

Phase 3 is SO GOOD, and I think it's gotta be my fave but I feel like it's a basic bitch answer to say so. There's so much depth to Murdoc in phase 3, signs of his underlying guilt about the El Mañana incident and his mistreatment of 2D, his madness being obvious on pirate radio, the book of MAN (even though that was never made canon), etc. We don't really get a closer look at Murdoc's trauma, per se, but we can really see some of the consequences of that trauma come out a few times. He's at his worst on plastic beach and I think that was a fantastic direction to go with him for phase 3. Murdoc is my favorite, if you hadn't noticed already, lol, and we get a better look at him sometimes on plastic beach. The art is fantastic, the music is fantastic, we got two guys in a love hate relationship stuck on an island together, we got Cyborg, we got the Stylo car chase, we got the FANTASTIC Arabian orchestral sessions, Russ went mad and we got some lore on him, Noodle was shown being even more badass, 2D got eaten by a whale 😀 (not sure if that's actually canon anymore because I've heard some people say that it's not, but it was talked about in a recent art book, and referenced in lost chord, which I also love, so it most likely is lmfao) I just wish we could have actually seen them all reunite, and I wish there wasn't so much permanently lost media for phase 3. So yes, that's my favorite, ig, judging by how much I wrote about it.

Phase 4 is pretty good, although I don't froth at the mouth over Humanz. We got some iconic songs and unforgettable videos out of it, and although it's overused, we also got "da baff" from it so phase 4 is alright in my book. We also got the hilarious mocap interviews, EDIT because I didn't even think about it while I was writing this the first time, but Humanz is really relevant rn for obvious reasons that I feel very strongly about, and it's a great album to listen to and relisten to in light of current events.

Phase 5 is GREAT! What can I say? As a 2doc shipper phase 5 is some of the tastiest stuff ever. I might read into it a little due to my biases from shipping 2doc, but 2D gets lots of depth and complexity in this phase. His conflict over Murdoc being gone being obvious in the lyrics that obviously allude to him is scrumptious. Phase 5 is actually what turned me to the Dark Side✨ (shipping 2doc) so I'm very fond of this phase for my 2doc roots. The Now Now is so good, and I SO WISH that we had more videos/content for this phase. I wish they could have utilized Ace more because I LOVE ACE. Kisses for him and for prison Murdoc who's p5 cg model I love. I hate that Noodle and Russ are so absent, but that's a constant from here on out really (and also in p4). I love the references to previous phases that we got in this phase too.

Phase 6 is mega confusing. I still can't wrap my head around what went on in p6. Maybe I just haven't looked into it enough. Maybe it makes sense to everyone else, but ehh I dunno. The portals were a strange addition and I'm glad they didn't stick around in p7. Song Machine is great and I love that it meant that they went back to their experimental roots more than they had for a few albums. I wish we could get a Song Machine season 2 but sadly Jamie and Damon have said that's probably not ever happening. I love the videos and the meshing of the characters and the real artists in the studio working on music together. The machine bitez videos are some of my favorite Gorillaz things ever as well. It's so amazing to hear Noodle and Russ in those especially. WE NEED MORE OF THEM. ESPECIALLY RUSS.

Phase 7 holds a special place in my heart and soul. Lots of people aren't too fond of it for obvious reasons, but I really like p7 because it's where I joined the fandom. My younger sister went to one of their concerts with a friend of hers who was a fan and she came back raving about Gorillaz. She showed me the Silent Running video and it started the ball rolling very fast. I can understand why long-time fans aren't too happy with p7 but I'm just glad to have been there for it lol. I actually really like the lore for this phase! The whole Cracker Island album is really good too, imo. Very good phase 😄

Sorry. This is so long already. I really had to put all my thoughts down lmfao

2. I'm not really sure about this one either lol. My tastes in 2doc fic are so specific and I can't really put my finger on what makes it work for me. A little bit of all I think. Everything's got its time and place. The first fic that I read for 2doc that I actually enjoyed was a pretty well known one called The Answer. It's got a little of all this as it's canon divergent, so, ig canon ignoring sometimes, sorta fluffy sometimes, highlights their toxicity and co dependency, and fixes stuff in the end, so it's everything I want in a 2doc fic! Also it really dives into Murdoc so I really enjoyed that. If it's your thing I highly recommend it if you haven't already read it lol

3. Favorite genre of music?? I listen to all sorts of things. From video game music, to Broadway, to rock, to emo, to pop, to fan music, to dubstep, to hiphop, to orchestral, to piano, to alternative, to etc I've got a little bit of everything and I listen to all of it lol. I've got so many genres from a handful of different decades, and I don't think I could pick a favorite if I had to lmao

Thanks again for the ask and I'm so sorry to assault your eyes with all these words 😭 have a lovely day too!!

[plasticdazed]

Weather the Storm

A huge storm threatens The Plastic Beach and its two and half inhabitants. Cyborg Noodle gets a power surge and is down for repairs, if Murdoc ever gets around to it. For now, it’s just him, 2D, and the biggest storm the beach has ever seen.

Dark themes, cat and mouse, heavy manipulation, gaslighting, religious themes, 2Doc as usual, etc nothing sexually explicit! 🖤 not beta read please forgive me ‼️

The Plastic Beach was once a vibrant haven Murdoc, a musical paradise floating on the vast ocean, but tonight, it trembled beneath the fury of an intense thunderstorm. Dark clouds rolled ominously overhead, casting an eerie, purple hue over the plastic structures that made up their makeshift island studio. Waves crashed against the sides, each impact sending shivers down 2D's spine as he cowered in his waterlogged cell.

Inside the cell, the dim glow of a flickering bulb barely penetrated the shadows. The room was submerged under the water, and the sound of rain pounding against the windows added to the sense of claustrophobia. The storm howled like a vengeful spirit, but the real terror lay within the studio itself.

2D glanced anxiously at the cell door, hearing the thunderous booms reverberate through the walls. He knew Murdoc was out there, and in times like these, his sadistic tendencies grew even more unpredictable and dangerous. He could feel the dread rising with every creak and moan of the structure.

Above, Murdoc paced the rooftop, a half-empty bottle of booze in hand. His bloodshot eyes stared defiantly at the gathering storm, and a wicked grin stretched across his lips. He could hear the radio blaring with weather warnings, but Murdoc never liked being told what to do.

"Category 4? Ha! I've faced worse," he slurred, taking a swig of his drink. "This island's made of plastic, nothing can bring it down."

But as the wind intensified, threatening to rip the very roof from beneath his feet, even Murdoc's arrogance faltered. The sky unleashed its fury, and the rain came pouring down in torrents.

"Time for a little adventure," he mumbled to himself, stumbling back into the studio, his clothes dripping wet. As the power flickered and went out, darkness enveloped the entire island.

2D's heart pounded as he heard the loud clank of his cell door swinging open in the pitch-black darkness. He knew Murdoc was coming for him, but the fear of the unknown was far worse than anything else. He gripped the edge of his bed, trying to steady himself, but his mind raced with dread.

Somewhere in the distance, a faint, desperate voice cried out, "Murdoc, please, don't do this!"

"Come out, come out, 2D," Murdoc's voice echoed, chilling the very air. "Let's play a little game."

2D's breath hitched, and he forced himself to his feet, shuffling toward the door. His fingers trembled as he touched the frame, testing the waters of freedom. Every instinct told him to stay put, but hope flickered in his heart. He had to find Murdoc, maybe reason with him.

With each step, he navigated the maze-like corridors of the studio, the darkness swallowing him whole. Every sound sent shivers down his spine, and he could feel Murdoc's presence lurking just beyond the shadows.

"Come on, 2D, are you scared?" Murdoc taunted from somewhere nearby. "You should be."

2D swallowed hard, trying to silence the rising panic. "Murdoc, please, let's not do this. The storm, it's dangerous!"

"Oh, what's life without a little danger, eh?" Murdoc's voice slithered, icy and menacing. "Besides, you know you love the thrill."

As 2D stumbled through the dark, he couldn't shake the feeling that he was playing right into Murdoc's hands. The power outage had given him the advantage, and 2D was just desperate enough to fall for it.

The plastic walls seemed to close in around him, and he found himself lost, unsure of where to go. But the flicker of lightning outside briefly illuminated a sinister figure ahead. Murdoc stood there, soaked to the bone, the malevolence in his eyes intensified by the erratic shadows cast on his face.

"Found you," Murdoc growled, lunging at 2D, who scrambled backward, only to trip and fall. "Now, let's have some fun!"

2D's heart pounded in his ears as he tried to escape, but it was like navigating a labyrinth of horror. The plastic beach had become a terrifying nightmare, and 2D was trapped inside it with a deranged captor.

The rain poured down relentlessly as Murdoc dragged 2D outside by the bolt of his crossbow. 2D's teeth chattered as he shivered uncontrollably, the cold and fear seeping into his very bones. Murdoc's deranged demeanor only intensified the terror in the air.

"Murdoc, please, I'm sorry!" 2D pleaded, his voice trembling as he tried to reason with the madman holding him captive. "I didn't mean to upset you. Let's go back inside, where it's safe."

But Murdoc's grip on the crossbow tightened, and he grinned menacingly. "Oh no, bluebird, the game has just begun. Now strip."

2D's eyes widened in horror at the demand. "Wha-what? I can't do that! It's freezing!"

Murdoc's smile widened, devoid of any compassion. "Run and hide, then. You've got a head start, and I'll be hunting you down. The storm's gonna hide your tracks real nice."

The raindrops seemed to fall like icy shards, and the wind howled like an enraged beast. 2D hesitated for a moment, looking back at the studio's locked entrance. There was no escape but to obey, to endure whatever cruel fate awaited him outside.

As 2D hesitantly stripped down to his soaked underwear, Murdoc chuckled darkly. "Such a good little bluebird, obeying your master."

With a push, Murdoc sent 2D running into the storm. The singer stumbled, his feet sinking into the sand beneath the plastic surface. The storm swallowed him whole as he sprinted, desperately seeking some semblance of shelter.

But Murdoc gave chase, laughing as he followed 2D's tracks in the mud and rain. His twisted mind seemed immune to the storm's fury as if the tempest fueled his madness.

2D's teeth chattered, and his body shook violently as the icy water numbed his senses. He was disoriented, running aimlessly, and the darkness only added to the nightmare. He felt the cold seeping into his very soul, and his breaths became shallow and desperate.

Murdoc's taunts echoed through the storm. "Where are you, bluebird? Can't hide from me forever. I'll find you, and then... oh, the fun we'll have!"

The plastic beach seemed vast and never-ending, the rain and wind becoming a relentless torment. 2D's vision blurred, and his limbs grew heavy as exhaustion and hypothermia began to take their toll.

Murdoc's voice seemed to surround him now, taunting him from every direction. "You're just prolonging the inevitable, 2D. There's no escape from me."

As the storm raged on, 2D found himself huddled beneath the a makeshift shelter, his body shivering uncontrollably. He clutched his arms tightly around himself, trying to find any semblance of warmth in his soaked state. Fear gnawed at his heart, and he felt utterly alone, lost in the chaos of the tempest.

"Please," 2D murmured softly, his voice trembling with desperation. "If anyone's out there, anyone at all, please help me. I don't know what I've done to deserve this, but I'm begging you, let me survive this night."

His prayer was one of pure anguish, directed at any entity that might be listening. He had never been religious, but in the face of such terror, he grasped at any hope he could find. The rain continued to pour, as if the heavens themselves were weeping for him.

From behind him, a cold and twisted voice spoke, slicing through the storm's roar. "Oh, how touching, face-ache. Praying like a true believer, are we?"

2D's eyes widened in terror as he turned to see Murdoc emerging from the darkness, his grin wicked and eyes gleaming with sadistic pleasure. "Murdoc, please, I-I didn't mean to pray like that. I'm just scared, that's all."

Murdoc chuckled darkly, stepping closer until he was right in front of 2D. "Scared, eh? You should be. But you know what? I'm moved by your devotion. Pray again, bluebird, but this time, pray to me."

2D's heart pounded in his chest, and he swallowed hard, trying to find the words. "Murdoc, I-I can't do that. You're not a god, you're just a person, like me. Please, let me go back inside. It's cold, and I'm freezing!"

Murdoc's eyes flashed with fury, and he pressed the tip of the crossbow against 2D's temple, making him flinch in fear. "Pray!"

2D closed his eyes, tears mixing with the rain on his cheeks. He knew Murdoc's cruelty knew no bounds, and he felt a deep and profound helplessness wash over him. With a quivering voice, he began to pray, not to any divine being, but to the Devil before him.

"Murdoc, please, have mercy. I-I beg for your forgiveness, for whatever wrong I've done. I'll do anything, just let me live through this night. I-I'm sorry, so sorry."

Murdoc's smile widened, his satisfaction evident. "That's right, 2D. Beg for your life. Confess your sins to me, and maybe, just maybe, I'll consider sparing you."

As 2D continued to pray, his words becoming more desperate and incoherent, he realized the extent of Murdoc's control over him. It was as if the years of manipulation had taken root deep within his soul, and he found himself confessing to sins he hadn't even committed.

The storm showed no signs of abating, and the torment seemed never-ending. 2D clung to the vain hope that somehow, someone, or something, would intervene and save him from this nightmare.

Amidst the relentless storm, the dance of terror between 2D and Murdoc reached a fever pitch. Murdoc's sadistic grin widened with every word that spilled from 2D's trembling lips. The rain poured down in torrents, mirroring the deluge of lies and false confessions that flowed from 2D's fractured mind.

"I-I set the fire at Kong Studios, Murdoc," 2D stammered, his eyes wide with fear and confusion. "I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, but I-I couldn't control myself."

Murdoc's eyes gleamed with satisfaction, he knew this one was his own fault. "Ah, so that was you, huh? I always suspected it. But what else, 2D? Confess all your sins, my dear bluebird."

"I-I jumped in front of your car, I gave myself the 8-ball fracture," 2D continued, his voice wavering. "It was my fault, all of it. I just wanted to feel something, anything..."

Murdoc chuckled darkly, reveling in 2D's vulnerability. "Oh, so you're responsible for that little accident, are you? Interesting."

"Please, Murdoc, I'm so pathetic," 2D cried, his mind spiraling further into the abyss. "I-I begged you to keep me around, I forced myself on you, I-I'm just a worthless sinner."

The storm seemed to amplify, matching the intensity of the mind games being played. Rain lashed against them, and thunder boomed like a sinister chorus. Murdoc relished the power he held over 2D, manipulating him like a puppet on strings.

"You begged, huh?" Murdoc sneered. "Don't lie, 2D. We both know the truth. You were so useless and desperate, I had to drag you into the band, kicking and screaming."

2D's eyes widened, his mind too fractured to comprehend the lies from reality. "No, no, I-I did beg, Murdoc! I wanted to be part of Gorillaz, I wanted to please you, I-I did everything you asked!"

Murdoc's laughter was cold and merciless. "You're a liar, 2D. You always have been. You're so spineless, you'd say anything to save your pathetic life."

The storm seemed to rage within 2D's mind, the lines between truth and manipulation blurred beyond recognition. He was drowning in a sea of false confessions, dragged further into Murdoc's twisted game.

"You're right," 2D sobbed, his tears blending with the rain. "I'm a liar, I've committed all these sins and more. I'm a sinner, a worthless wretch. Just please, let me live."

But Murdoc wasn't done yet; he wanted to push 2D to the brink of madness. He reveled in the fear and despair he saw in 2D's eyes.

"Tell me, 2D," Murdoc hissed, "did you also steal from the band's earnings? Did you sabotage our gigs? Did you betray us in ways I can't even imagine?"

2D's mind reeled, and he struggled to discern reality from fiction. The storm raged on, echoing the turmoil in his soul. The weight of guilt and shame bore down on him, and he felt utterly broken and defeated.

"Get up." Murdoc's voice cut through the silence like a jagged knife, and he used the crossbow to tilt 2D's chin up, forcing him to rise on unsteady legs. Each step felt like walking through molasses as they trudged back into the studio. The storm's tumultuous symphony was replaced by an eerie stillness, the air thick with tension and despair.

Inside, the darkness enveloped them like a suffocating shroud. The power remained out, leaving them in a void of pitch-black uncertainty. 2D stumbled, feeling high and dazed, his mind foggy and disoriented. The combination of the freezing rain and Murdoc's relentless torment had taken its toll, and he was on the brink of collapse.

Murdoc pushed 2D into a corner, relishing the brokenness he had inflicted upon him. The muffled sound of rain filtered through the walls, giving the illusion that the storm still raged outside, but inside the studio, it felt like time had stopped.

2D's vision swam with darkness at the edges, his body trembling uncontrollably from the cold and the ordeal he had endured. Hypothermia loomed like a dark specter, but the singer was too far gone to fully comprehend the danger he was in.

As Murdoc circled him like a predator, a wicked grin playing on his lips, 2D felt like a helpless prey. He tried to speak, to beg for mercy, but his words slurred together like a broken record. "M-Murdoc, p-please, enough... I-I can't take it anymore."

Murdoc's laughter echoed in the studio, reverberating through 2D's fractured mind. "Can't take it anymore, huh? Well, 2D, that's the point, isn't it? To make up for all your wasted years sinning.”

"I-I'm broken, Murdoc," 2D confessed, his voice barely audible. "I-I can't... I can't keep doing this. Please, just let me go, let me rest."

But Murdoc's sadistic delight only intensified, like a devil savoring his victory. "Rest? Oh, 2D, there's no rest for the wicked, and you've proven yourself to be oh so wicked. Confessing to sins you never even committed, betraying your bandmates, lying to me... you're a snake, 2D."

The flickering power cast eerie shadows across the studio, creating a nightmarish strobing effect that added to the horror of the moment. The island rocked violently in the churning sea, as if the storm outside was determined to consume them all. The chaos mirrored the turmoil within 2D's mind and the malevolence that emanated from Murdoc.

As the crossbow-wielding demon closed in on 2D, his steps were unsteady, his drunkenness making him even more unpredictable. 2D cowered against the wall, his body shivering uncontrollably, but there was nowhere to hide from Murdoc's sadistic pleasure.

"Murdoc, please, I-I never betrayed anyone," 2D pleaded, his voice barely audible amidst the roaring storm and flickering lights. "I'm not wicked. You're the one who's been manipulating me all these years. Just let me go, please..."

Murdoc's laughter mingled with the howling winds, sending a chill down 2D's spine. "Manipulating you? Oh, 2D, you're even more pathetic than I thought. You've always been weak, easily swayed by anyone who gives you the slightest bit of attention. Your loyalty to me is just another display of your own inadequacy."

2D's heart sank, feeling the full weight of Murdoc's cruel words. The memories of past abuses and twisted control flooded his mind, and he struggled to keep his sanity intact.

The storm outside intensified, the wind and rain battering the walls of the plastic beach with relentless fury. The entire island seemed to groan under the pressure, a living entity fighting against the chaos.

Murdoc's erratic movements drew closer, the crossbow wavering dangerously in his grip. 2D's heart pounded, and he tried to make himself small, to disappear into the shadows. But Murdoc's eyes were fixated on him like a predator, eager to pounce on his weakened prey.

"You think you're innocent, 2D?" Murdoc sneered, his words venomous. "You're just a puppet, dancing to the tune of anyone who pulls your strings. Your life has been one big lie, and you're so spineless, you'd confess to anything just to save yourself."

The strobing lights made Murdoc's face appear demonic, and 2D's mind was slipping further into a nightmarish abyss. He couldn't escape the feeling of being trapped, both physically and mentally, at the mercy of a madman.

The plastic beach rocked violently once more, and 2D struggled to maintain his balance. Murdoc's sinister grin widened, relishing the terror he instilled in his captive.

"Just a few more steps, 2D," Murdoc taunted, his voice cruelly sweet. "Then this little game will be over. But don't worry, the nightmare is just beginning."

As Murdoc closed in on 2D, he could see the singer's frozen breath, visible in the dim light of the flickering bulbs. 2D's teeth chattered uncontrollably, his body trembling from the cold, the fear, and the torment he had endured.

"You're frozen, Stuart," Murdoc said with a sinister smile, completely oblivious to his own icy form due to the excessive alcohol he had consumed earlier that day. His drunken state only fueled the darkness within him, blurring the lines between reality and his twisted fantasies.

2D tried to respond, to beg for mercy once more, but his words came out as unintelligible mumbling. The hypothermia had taken its toll on him, leaving him dazed and disoriented, like a ship lost at sea in the storm.

Murdoc's cruel laughter echoed through the studio, resonating with the howling winds outside. "Can't even speak, can you? Pathetic."

Murdoc's free hand trailed over 2D's hip, then dragged slowly up his back. 2D was so numb that he could barely feel the touch, his skin cold as ice under Murdoc's fingers. Despite the horror and fear that consumed him, 2D couldn't help but lean into the warmth emanating from Murdoc's hand, like a moth drawn to a flame.

The sensation was like the first taste of a cigarette after being dry for years—a forbidden pleasure that brought a fleeting sense of comfort amidst the torment. 2D knew it was bad for his health, both physically and mentally, to seek any solace in Murdoc's touch. But in that moment, he was so broken, so desperate for any semblance of warmth, that he couldn't resist.

Murdoc's intoxicating presence, his proximity, was both terrifying and strangely alluring. 2D felt like he was losing himself, his mind consumed by a chaotic whirlwind of emotions. The lines between pain and pleasure, fear and desire, blurred into a tangled mess.

The storm outside continued its relentless assault, the plastic beach swaying with the tumultuous sea. But inside the studio, a different kind of storm brewed, one that was equally destructive but hidden beneath the surface.

2D's breath hitched as Murdoc's hand slid up to his shoulder, holding him in a deceptively gentle grip. "You're pathetic, Stuart. So easily broken," Murdoc praised, relishing in the power he wielded over his captive.

The singer's mind was in turmoil, unable to fully comprehend the extent of Murdoc's manipulation. In his vulnerability, he leaned into the devil he knew, seeking any source of warmth in the heart of the cold, dark storm.

As the power flickered once more, plunging them into darkness, 2D's mind seemed to lose its last tether to reality. He was adrift in a sea of conflicting emotions, unable to find solid ground.

"Stay with me, Stuart," Murdoc purred, his breath hot against 2D's ear. "In the end, it's just you and me, isn't it?"

The studio's darkness enveloped them, and 2D felt like he was drowning in a maelstrom of fear and desire. He couldn't escape the entwined grasp of the storm outside and the tempest brewing within him.

[kaze-khaos]

Genuinely asking but doesn't ANYONE have 2Doc fanfiction recommendations that DON'T involve smut?

I genuinely just want a well written 2Doc fic with no smut man.

[elderyautjavegeta]

"Chapter 10: Peeling Back the Layers." WE ARE FINALLY IN THE DOUBLE DIGITS FOR DEMON MURDOC!!

Chapter warnings: Some mildly suggestive/sexual content, some mild body horror, animal possession.

I blame a long weekend and AO3 being down for me not getting this out last weekend as promised. Please leave me comments, they're the coal in my engine that powers my writing.

[yaoibattlepass]

Wish oomf had finished their 2doc fic because now i just think about it

[trikeysan]

hermosas que les gusta gorillaz, hablan español y leían en Wattpad por allá del 2018, no se acuerdan d un fic 2doc que era un au y se llamaba Taken, que era super angst y así? es q lit ya no lo encuentroo, y lo quisiera leer de nuevo pq me acuerdo que me hacía sentir tan mal al punto de querer vomitar KAHDKAJ, pero no encuentro ningún rastro del fic o de la o el autor😭😭

(suco de WhatsApp para llamar la atención)