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can-ya-guess-my-curent-obsession · 1 month ago

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Growing up with 2D, being childhood friends and crush

Authors Note: Okay so these are really old, theyu were apart of my second ever request and was the third thing I ever wrote, but I ended up giving up on it because I over complicated it too much, so while I intend on starting over with that request I didn't want to throw away my work, so I kinda refurbished them and am now posting then. Extra note: Theres likely to be a part two for this. Edited: Requests: Closed Pairing: This is technically to be romantic HC's but they can be partially platonic, as Reader and 2D never explicitly get into a relationship, 2D x GN!reader

S/O knew 2D waaaaay before he was 2D- back when he was just Stuart

Back before he had hit his head and his hair fell out, and grew back blue

And despite all the years all the together, all the ups and down S/O's and 2D's friendship made it to adult hood

The two met in elementary/primary school when Stu was in time out because he had gotten himself in trouble for who knows what, and S/O had also gotten in trouble for [insert your own reason], which was so stupid but anyways- the two had to sit in during recess and despite the fact S/O and Stuart weren't supposed to talk to each other, the two still did anyway

And from that day on the two were inseparable

He'd often invite you to the carnival his dad worked at

The pair was together with each other through thick and thin

And even when Stu had to move (ya know cuz he broke his piano teachers hand still can't get over that) it was just lucky that S/O had to move around a similar time

Stu was quite the dunce as a kid he still is

So S/O had to help him a lot especially when the migraines started, as he would often misplace his pill or just forget to take them

Also Stuart supposedly started to smoke when he was pretty young (we were shown this in the image of kid Stu), around that time(middle school/secondary school) i assume he became a bit more of a rebellious kid, not like he'd full on harass people but just like throw paper balls/spit balls and that kind crap (and again this is based on the very few cannon images we have of the characters as kids/pre-teens, as we have the personality of Stu when he was a young child but not much on when he was a teen- there may be more then what I've seen but it's a bit harder to find all the older stuff about gorillaz, so like if you know any less well known shit about gorillaz i'd love to hear it)

Despite all that he wasn't tyrant to his parents or anything in fact he avoided them seeing the bad shit he did- because he really didn't want his parents to be disappointed in him despite that fact he may have not acted like it, and he was too busy listening to music to be sour about what his parents thought

So S/O could have fed into this bad behavior, by participating in it too

Which kinda would've made him really happy- but would also make him do more bad things so you two could hang out more, and so Stu could impress S/O

Especially, if you so wish, Stuart had a crush on S/O

If that was the case 2D would be very forth coming about his feelings, I mean he doesn't say it out loud, but he's the type of guy who wears his heart on his sleave, ya know?

And if S/O told him to cut the crap with his behavior, he would kinda be surprised and shocked

He would get really sad because S/O were mad at him and Stu has a great deal of respect for S/O

Also because Stuart was a bit of a people pleaser and really wants people to like him

He'll not participate in as much rebellious behavior around S/O, but when not around them Stu will continue to act poorly

Either way s/o helped Stuart a lot with school, even into high school/secondary school you helped him with home work- and even if s/o wasn't the brighter either they could study together

And if they were of the smarter variety, he always asked for there help studying or occasionally asking to copy off them

Also Stuart never really developed a crush on s/o necessarily in the way a normal person would

I mean he could of had one but he would be completely oblivious, and most people around him mistake the crush for just admiration for s/o because they've been friends for so long

Logistically it would take- if S/O is female- his friends making fun of him or his parents pointing it out for him to realize he did have a crush, he would mostlikly figure this out way earlyer compared to if S/O was Non-binary/male, because due to the place he was born and the time he's from, having feelings like that just wasn't something that crossed his mind or something he thought he could have, it probably took a lot of his friends jokingly calling him gay for S/O for 2D to clock, 'hmm, maybe I am gay for my friend'

And even after that he couldn't see himself in a relationship with s/o, why? Because he liked them to much is that even a thing

And because he had zero idea of what a relationship actually is or what it takes to be in one, he just pretends to know to look cool

Infact he was pretty nice to the significant others of s/o... unless the significant other of s/o was an asshole

Which kinda seems inevitable as the two became late teens to young adults as we all go through our fair share of bad relationships

If he did see S/O with a crappy S/O or a S/O who he didn't think was good enoough for S/O he wouldn't really butt in or be direct with how he felt and he wouldn't really out right say you you should break up with them but he would drop little hints

It's true he is human, and will express bais, and so he may if given the opportunity, shit talk.

But if the significant other of S/O did something abusive as shit in front of him- oh dear lord- this boi may not be that strong and may be dumb as rocks but he's about to throw hands... till he realizes he's about to get his ass kicked, so he grabs s/o and runs as fast as his lanky legs can carry him

Despite being chill with both S/O's friends and partners, I wouldn't say he gets jealous, more like need if you give to much attention to someone else in front of him or neglect your relationships in the slightest, he's exta clinging because he's known s/o for a long time

And if there was jealousy, it would be completely platonic jealously because he just hates being ignored

Also S/O's likely one of the few friends Stu had as an adult before Gorillaz

He kinda drifted a lot form his his friends from high/secondary school, and while they talked occasionally, Stu had very few vary close friends, so that contributed to him clinging to S/O

S/O was also usually very suportive of 2D's relationships

But Stu's relationships were few and far between, and often ended up with him getting dumped

He definitely did not go to college or at least attempt either- Stu told his parents he would try but he didn't

He got the job at Uncle Norm's Organ Emporium first then got an apartment, you two discussed getting an apartment together because it would be cheaper to split rent because S/O were paying for college, which he was really supportive of

And so you two started to room, he worked during the day while S/O took classes during the day and worked a night shit at [insert job]

Stu at the time was dating some chick called Paula, she seemed nice

Then comes the day S/O thought we be like any other, S/O was sitting in class when they received a call from Stuarts mom, which was odd, they answered the phone and to their dismay they are informed Stu was in the hospital, after getting hit by a car and is now in a coma

You best believe S/O drove their ass straight to the hospital, it turns out some dick- what was his name- Martin, Marshall?, Murder?- well, whatever his name was S/O was about to murder him for hospitalizing Stu

And then the court date came and- they made his service is taking care of a comatose Stuart?

Hell knows no fury like s/o's when that jackass was supposed to take care of Stu

But S/O and Murdoc weirdly had never closed paths

s/o constantly checked up on stu, it was obvious this dude was not qualified to take care of Stuart

But eventually exams eventually rolled around and S/O had to spend less time with him

And the night after class finished for that day, you were lying in bed trying to sleep, you got a message telling you Stu had gotten into another accident because of that shit stain, again!

Annoyingly enough, S/O couldn't get to the hospital now, as it was closed for visiting(at least not for those who aren't family) and S/O had classes the next couple of days so they would have to wait to the weekend to visit

When the time finally rolled around for S/O to see Stu, when they got there they squeezed the life outa Stu when they saw him

Wait- what? D-did he just tell you he joined the band of the FUCK HEAD who hit him in the first place? Huh- who? Who's 2D? Wait why are you asking s/o to call you that?

WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING ON??

~Time skip brought to you by my laziness~

So it's been a month now and st- I mean 2D... has moved out of the apartment and into 'Kong Studios'? And is now the singer for the dude who knocked out 2D's eye's

It's all to much... school, life... your friendship with- Stua-.... 2D

You can't anymore and your twos relationship fades, until...

It is no more then a fleeting memory of the past

To be continued

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venusbae · 10 months ago

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Gorillaz lore - told a lil' differently :))

part 2 - frontman

content warning: satanism, violence, mentions of sex, mentions of abuse, drugs, alcoholism.

summary: murdoc tries to impress some ladies, in doing so, further causes poor sod 2D more brain damage, but begins to create his world famous band.

The court hearing was the first time Murdoc had actually been ‘sentenced’ per say, before it was bans on his driving licences or a few days stuck in a prison cell before his father or brother came to bail him out. His father's release resulted in thorough beatings when they got home, yet it didn’t teach Murdoc his lesson. In fact it further encouraged him to take drugs as it would be a few days of zero pain, and after the one harsh session from his father, he was often ignored for weeks on end. That was better than being hit for weeks on end, he could tell you.

“Murdoc Alphonse-” the judge was cut off by Murdoc clearing his throat.

“Faust.” He said loudly, shying his eyes down from the stand as the judge, and his father {which was felt from the back of his head}, glared at him. “Please sir, thank you sir.”

“Murdoc Faust Niccals,” The judge started again, looking down at the paperwork in front of him, Murdoc looking back up at him, “I hereby sentence you to 30,0000 hours of community service, 10 hours a week of caring for Stuart Tusspot.”

‘Fuck.’ Murdoc thought, this was not what he’d planned, not how this was supposed to go. The man looked over at the comatose boy, only then realising that his hair was fully blue, not split with red. Must’ve been the blood. He was being fussed around by his mother and father, they looked to really care for him. Murdoc scoffed, why were they fussing at him when he was unresponsive. After a few moments of the judge and juries leading the courtroom out, Murdoc was taken away to be given back his casual clothes instead of the black and white striped, shit-smelling uniform, and his handcuffs taken off him. Not that they were too uncomfortable though, he was used to them and in more ways than just prison.

Walking out of the changing room, Murdoc was greeted by Rachel and David, Stu-pot’s parents, shoving their son into him. The boy fell limp onto Murdoc as Rachel began to bawl at the sight. Murdoc gave a confused and disgusted look at his mother, David held her in an embrace, giving Murdoc a scowling stare while telling him sternly to make sure he did the right thing, like Murdoc was moving out and taking his younger brother with him. He’d never been in this situation, being the youngest of him and his brother. When Stuart’s parents walked away, Murdoc growled lowly with disgust, looking at the scraggly blue hair of him.

“Ah what the hell.” He whispered to himself, dragging the boy to his newly renewed car.

After the first year of taking care of the poor sod, Murdoc came to realise looking after Stuart wasn’t so bad after all. It became tedious to bathe and feed the 19 year-old, but Murdoc had often done the same routine with his father after he came home from the pubs blackout drunk, not that the old stinking man deserved Murdoc’s care. Hannibal, his brother, helped most of the time, but with Stuart it was different because he was on his own. This was his sentence. It was also different because there wasn’t an old man smacking his lips together in an attempt to speak while he was being fed. So in a way this was better, much better.

Murdoc had come to realise he could still do all the things he used to do, he just had to keep it on the down low. The drugs began to stay inside the house, and Murdoc, out of pure boredom, began to blow leftover smoke down Stu’s permanently hung open mouth. The anger Murdoc felt when he was drinking on his bed was put onto Stuart, the older man using him as a punching bag, taking away his stresses. Murdoc did feel a tinge of guilt after these moments, but one last swig of his bottle of Archer’s Schnapps would snap him right out of it, not remembering the next morning due to his hangovers. There was never any sort of response from Stuart, and even though Murdoc knew this was going to be the case for however long, it angered him more, which caused Murdoc to drink more.

Eventually, Murdoc decided sex would be the best thing to get his anger out, so every so often, Murdoc would look his new ‘friend’ in the spare room, bringing home a bird who seemed to think she was worthless enough to go home with Murdoc in his state, and perform rough and fast love to her. Until the feeling becomes numb enough for him to not feel so much anymore.

One of these days after a long time writing bass lines for a few sample ideas, Murdoc felt the need for fresh air, hopefully to pick up some hot ladies. He huffed, pushing his fringe back out of his face. The ragdolled look of Stuart caught his eye. The boy had become a sickly kind-of pale in all the time Murdoc had him, and not that Murdoc cared, but he thought why not take him for a little joy ride. He threw him over his shoulder and ran out to his car, throwing Stuart into the back carelessly with nothing to keep him in place. Murdoc drove with speed to a popularised car park in Nottingham, immediately spotting a few people and amongst them, a couple of beautiful women. He licked his sharp teeth before slamming his foot to the ground, spinning the wheel and making donuts in a large empty space of the area. Murdoc could see a crowd was gathering, and so it gave him more confidence. He began to speed forward to then change to 360 degree turns, only to then be flashed by a rather lovely sight of one of the women’s racks. Distracted by his own dirty old thoughts, Murdoc had not looked where he was going for a few seconds, hitting 90 miles per hour as he slammed his car into a bollard.

The only sense that filled Murdoc was the sound of shattering glass, a flashback to a year before. The feeling of dread filled him,

‘Shit..’ He thought, remembering the boy he had brought with him. Hitting his car on a small bollard wasn’t going to smash his windscreen, and he frantically thought about not securing Stuart to his seat.

“Bollocks.” He accidentally spoke aloud, turning to see that Stu was indeed not there. Murdoc bit his lip harshly, turning back toward the front. He sat up straight, there he could see the body of the poor sod about a mile in front, and for a second, there was no life, which Murdoc should have been used to by now but by god did he need just one small twitch.

And then there it was. First it was the wiggling of fingers, then a full hand twitch, then the full dragging of both arms. Murdoc released a relieved sigh, jumping out of his car to run toward Stuart, yet as he stepped two steps, Stuart began to slowly get up, raising what felt like hundreds of feet above Murdoc, this was the first time he had actually seen how tall the young man was, and god he was. At the same speed he got up, Stuart turned to face Murdoc, both his eyes now blackened. Stu had a blank stare across his face as his posture seemed to contort downwards, his arms reaching the tops of his thighs and his legs stretching miles.

Murdoc gaped in awe. He looked incredible, unbelievable, ethereal. He could’ve been almighty Satan if Murdoc hadn’t personally seen the being. To Murdoc, Stuart looked like a god. He was tall, pretty and had blue spikey hair, and now, what looked like 2 missing eyeballs. Murdoc knew immediately. This was his singer, his frontman. The universe (in Satan's weird weird way) had a plan all along, and here Murdoc was rewarded. His eyes glistened as his gaping mouth lifted into a menacing smirk, he rushed over to Stuart, dragging him back to the car to take him back home before any people could alert the authorities of what he had done and get him into more debt.

Back at the house, Murdoc put Stuart to the test. All the way there, he was bragging about his ability to play anything on the keyboard, and to pick up the notes quickly. Murdoc pulled out the dusty old thing sat at the back of his wardrobe and forced Stuart to play. Nervously, he put his fingers on the keyboard, brushing them over. There was an awkward silence and tension in the air before Murdoc grumbled.

“So, you like to lie, eh?” He mumbled, Stuart looked over, shaking his head quickly.

“Jus’, not sure what to play…” Stuart’s accent thick with anxiety, he looked back at his hands; trembling. He thought for a moment, thinking deep into his brain and trying to remember what he used to play, until Murdoc smacked a score in front of him. It was something Murdoc had written a while ago, something he had conjured up to get his father’s attention. Not that it did ever work. Stuart stared back at Murdoc, before the older man gave an urging look paired with a wave of his hand. Stu sucked in a big breath, carefully and repeatedly pressing on one key before playing the whole sheet of music. Murdoc bopped his head along with each note, cringing at a few off notes now and then. When the music was complete, the room was silent, the only noise coming from a fan in the corner of the room. Murdoc chewed on his thumb nail while he thought.

“How good are you wiv’ lyrics?” He questioned, standing up out of his seat and folding his arms. Stuart cocked his head side to side with a wobbly hand gesture. Murdoc nodded for a second, turning around. “Sing something.”

Murdoc tested Stuart for hours, making sure that he was indeed the perfect fit for the band. After a long time of singing, keyboard playing and bass playing. Murdoc chuckled to himself, making Stuart stare at him concerningly.

“Y’know, i ‘fink i’ll call you..” Murdoc walked slightly closer to the younger man, looking up as Stuart towered over him, “Two-D.”

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