-2D could be doing literally ANYTHING and you would be touching him somehow (playing with his hair, holding his hands, kissing him in random spots, cuddling him…. you catch my drift.)
-He would absolutely adore having you around because he knows he’s gonna get alllllllll the lovins. When you two would sit out in the living room, you would always cuddle and sneak little kisses here and there. This would annoy the ever living shit out of Murdoc, which both you and Stu would get a kick out of.
– “I love you so much!” “I love youuuuu!”
Murdoc: “SHUT YA GODDAMN FACES!”
-Honestly loves when you randomly give him a little peck on the shoulder or cheek.
-Whenever you’re giving him all this attention his brain would be like: YESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESYESSSSSSSSSSS
-At night while you two are in bed, he loves the fact that he doesn’t have to ask you to run your fingers through his hair or ask for a back rub. He just nuzzles into you and waits for you to do our thing. Of course, he’ll kiss you wherever he can in return and make sure you’re feeling just a loved as he is.
-Sex is always fluffy and filled with ‘I love you’s and compliments.
Murdoc: BATH SEX. He might start off rubbing your back, but that wouldn’t last long. You can try having a nice, relaxing bath with him, but that isn’t gonna happen. After you’re both spent, he might actually rub your back.
2D: He has a little trouble taking baths due to his height, but he’ll manage to squeeze in the tub with you. 2D would totally wash your hair for you. Then there would be those sweet cuddles where he rests his head on your shoulder and wraps his arms around you. Probably would fall asleep.
Russel: Also has trouble taking baths, but he finds a way. He’d probably sit there and wash your hair and give you a massage, asking about your day and genuinely loving hearing you talk about it. Russ probably wants to hear all the gossip you have about your coworkers too.
Noodle: BUBBLES. FUCKING EVERYWHERE. Noodle would probably be the one drawing the bath in the first place, pulling you into the mountain of bubbles that are about to spill out onto the floor. “Where are you…? What do you mean you’re right there?? I can’t see you.” Would probably style your hair into funny looks and would laugh her ass off.
Murdoc: Murdoc would be the type of guy to always be touching his s/o. Always touching. He usually liked to shower by himself, but loved when his s/o would quietly join him. Sometimes they would get in so quietly that when he turned to get soap he would let out a yelp in surprise. “Fuck! Ya scared the shit outta me.” He would grin, pulling them to his body. Mudz would be the kind of guy to just hold his s/o, occasionally tracing his fingertips on parts of their body– their hips, collar bone, arms, etc.
2D: He’d be the one to get in with his s/o, usually after they’ve been in there for a few minutes. With him being so tall, he’d sometimes have to adjust the shower head a bit, even then having to crouch slightly. His s/o would always want to wash his hair, even if it meant Stu had to kneel or sit down for them. He’d wash their hair in return for them. Washing their bodies meant lots of suds, which would end up being used to sort of spell out words on each other.
Russel: He usually hates having his s/o in the shower cause they end up being squished when they try to move around. There are times where he follows his s/o in when they got to take one, especially if they’d been complaining about aches and pains. Russ would massage their back and shoulders, sometimes their neck if they had been working a lot recently. The hot water combined with Russel’s ‘magic fingers’ ( ͡~ ͜ʖ ͡°), his s/o would be relaxed in no time.
Noodle: She would probably have to drag her s/o into the shower with her, her s/o being the one to like showering alone– ya know, like normal people. “I need help getting all of my hair.” She would make an overly dramatic scene of herself with T-Rex arms, ‘trying’ to reach her hair. Noodle found it extremely relaxing to have someone else wash your hair. She would do the same for her s/o if they wanted. She adores hugging her s/o from behind, her head pressed against their back. One of her favorite things to do, in the shower or out, would be to trace letters on her s/o’s back and see if they can guess the word she’s writing out.
Murdoc: Honestly he would probably go for some kind of big dog, but ends up leaving the shelter with a small puppy (that would stay small) or a kitten. Basically whatever his s/o wants. As stated in one of my other imagines, Murdoc would probably hate the thing to start off with, but give in to the small creature’s desires and loving it unconditionally. If it was a puppy, he could be found in his and his s/o’s room playing with it, playing tug of war with one of the many toys they’ve bought for it.
2D: Okay there’s no doubt in my mind he would get a cat. Like I can’t see him with any other animal. Stu would absolutely adore the little animal and treat it like royalty, just as he does with his s/o. He’d always be taking pictures of his lover with their cat, especially if the two are cuddled up together. 2D would let it climb all over him, usually walking around with the feline curled around his shoulders or in his arms. He’ll talk to the cat sometimes when he’s got writer’s block or if he’s trying to make a decision. The cat would meow back, always comforting him when he needs it, pushing its head against his or licking him.
Russel: Not gonna lie, I can see Russ getting a bird. Some sort of parrot. When he’d bring the bird home, he would make sure it was accustomed to everything and wasn’t stressed about being in a new place. Once everything was settled, he would start laying down new beats for the next album, playing them over and over again. Sometimes, he would forget to write them down or record them, but would be pleasantly surprised when his bird would start making a sort of beat-boxing sound, playing the forgotten beat. This would go on for some time, then the bird would learn a new one. On occasion, he bird would mix up multiple beats that it had learned, giving Russ something new he could use. If he repeated a beat back to the bird, it would get excited, flying over and perching on his shoulder, rubbing it’s head against his cheek or neck.
Noodle: She’d get a leopard gecko. It would be something small that she could take pretty much anywhere, even on tour with her if she really wanted. After getting her new friend adjusted to their home, she would always carry it around, putting it on her shoulder or in a sweatshirt pocket. Sometimes she would notice the gecko was getting a bit cold, so she would place it in her bra (a friend of mine does this with hers, it’s normal.) till she could get it back to its heated cage. Her s/o would pretty much do the same, but would be hesitant about putting the reptile in their shirt. She would love taking pictures of her little friend, putting on themed photoshoots for it around holidays. Her s/o would hold props and even take pictures with the animal, kissing it and lightly holding little hats on its head.
Honestly I fucking hate Paula with a burning passion much like the one that burns through Murdoc’s loins.
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She had somehow managed to drag 2D out of the house for the night, wanting to go out dancing at their favorite club. 2D was glad he agreed to go out– his girl looked absolutely stunning in this little red number that really showed off her every curve. When they walked up to the bouncer at the front door, they were greeted with a smile and a “Welcome back.” The pair quickly ran inside, chuckling at the groaning and complaints from the line just outside the door.
“’m gonna grab us some drinks, babe!” Stu yelled over the music to his girlfriend. She nodded and started to make her way to the dancefloor, weaving her way through the crowd. As he turned away, he thought he had seen a familiar looking shadow follow her, but the thought floated away with a shake of his head. The bartender smiled as Stu approached, reaching out to shake his hand.
“Good to see you again, man! You here with (S/O/N)?” The burly man placed two clean glasses on the bar in front of him, ready to make the pair’s usual drinks. After the two talked for a few minutes, catching up on what the other had been up to since the couple had last been to the club, the bartender handed Stu the drinks and sent him off with a light whack of his dish rag.
With his tall stature, Stu was able to find his girlfriend easily, dancing with one other girl in the crowd, the two of them singing along to the song currently playing. He managed to get to her rather quickly, wrapping his arm around her so she could grab her drink. “’ere you are, darlin’.” He cheekily kissed her neck, noting how she shivered as she sipped her drink. 2D started to dance with her, keeping his hand on her at all times– the guys around needed to know she was his. When he looked up again, the girl (S/O/N) had been dancing with had disappeared and was replaced with the familiar shadow he had seen earlier.
He almost dropped his glass in shock. “Paula?” What the hell was she doing here?
“Hello Stu,” Paula sneered, locking eyes with his girlfriend. “So you must be his new play-thing.” She held her hand out daintily, as if expecting it to be kissed. “I’m Paula Cracker, the best piece of ass this kid ever had.”
Stu started to panic, knowing his girlfriend could have a very short temper. He began biting his nails, looking between his ex and the love of his life. Oh this isn’t gonna end well.
“(S/O/N). Pleasure.” 2D’s girlfriend downed the rest of her drink while staring at Paula’s still outstretched hand. “Oh perfect,” She placed her empty glass in the woman’s hand, smiling at her before turning slightly toward Stuart. “Didn’t know they hired a waitress!” She chuckled as Paula threw the glass to the ground, everyone around her stopping at the sound of the crash.
“How dare you! You fucking whore!” The woman growled, raising her hand as if to slap (S/O/N). 2D started to panic even more, handing his unfinished drink to someone before grabbing his girlfriend’s arm.
“Only for my man.” 2D was stunned by his s/o’s words and how calm she was, backing into him so that Paula’s slap missed, causing her to teeter forward and fall flat on her face. Security was quick to grab her before she could do anything else, dragging her out as she yelled obscenities at her ex and his girlfriend. (S/O/N) turned fully toward Stu, taking in his shocked expression. “What?”
“H-How are you so calm?” He continued biting his nails, his other hand shaking a bit where it rested on her arm. “I thought you woulda fought ‘er with how rude she was bein’.”
His girlfriend simply shrugged and placed her arms around his neck, pulling him down closer to her. “I would be just as bad as her if I let her get to me. I know I’m more to you than just some fling– considering we’ve been together for a year.” She grinned and planted a kiss on his lips, Stu completely melting into her arms.
Murdoc: Murdoc would be so fucking protective over his little girl. If you asked Noodle, she’d tell you she was his practice for when he eventually had a kid. He would also spoil his daughter with anything she could ever want– all the clothes she wanted, toys, tickets to shows…ANYTHING. She was daddy’s little princess and nothing could ever change that.
2D: Blue-boy here would be the definition of loving father. He would always remind her that he loves her and that she would always be his little girl, no matter how old she got. Stu would be the kind of dad that would embarrass the hell out of her, showing her friends her baby pictures and things like that. If she was in a school play, he’d be the one yelling the loudest for his kid.
I’m currently sick and had my boyfriend taking care of me over the weekend so~
When (Y/N) had woken up that morning, texts from 2D were littering their phone. It was mostly just him complaining that he couldn’t sleep because of how congested he was and that his entire torso was aching because of all the coughing he’s been doing. Before another text could come in, (Y/N) sent him one saying that they would be over soon with soup and some other goodies to help him feel better.
As they gathered everything they were going to bring to their sick lover, a new message came through: You’re the best love x
Arriving at Kong was much like any other normal day for Stu’s s/o, but upon entering, the singer’s sneezing and then groaning could be heard from up in his room. Murdoc wandered out of the kitchen with two cups of coffee in his hands. He glanced over to his friend’s partner, shaking his head and holding out a cup to them. “You’re gonna want this, mate.” He passed the steaming cup along, sipping on his as he made his way into the living room, muttering about how annoying 2D was when he’s ill.
“Babe?” (Y/N) asked quietly as they pushed 2D’s door open. Who knows if he had managed to fall asleep or not. They looked around, finding nothing but his clothes thrown around the room and some leftover takeout boxes piled up on the desk. As they set their bag down, a loud sneeze and a groan came from the bathroom. (Y/N) jumped, spilling a bit of coffee on their hand. “Fuck…Stu? You okay?”
The bathroom door was then flug open, a somewhat red-faced 2D stumbled out, holding his nose with a tissue. “Yeah…yeah I’m alright.” He sniffled before sneezing again, wiping at his nose. “This fuckin’ sucks, love.” He pouted at his partner, glancing around at the things that they brought. “What’s all this?”
(Y/N) smiled, gesturing to different bags. “I made soup, brought some cookies and other goodies, a couple of fluffy blankets…” They grinned, picking up a box and lifting the lid. “And movies.” A massive grin lit up the singer’s face, his missing teeth on full display. “But,” His s/o started, making his smile falter slightly. “Right now, I’m getting you washed up. Come on.” They pushed 2D back toward the bathroom, starting to draw a bath despite any and all complaints.
After cleaning up their boyfriend and getting him back to bed, (Y/N) wrapped him up and made sure he had a full water bottle to go along with his soup. They set up a zombie movie they had found in the discount bin, but figured if it was shitty, it would at least be fun to make fun of. 2D did love the fact that his s/o got him a bunch of zombie movies, but he had to admit that this one wouldn’t be watched more than once or twice– it was pretty bad. Despite all this, he was starting to feel a bit better! Simply having his other half around him lifted his mood. He was also having an overwhelming wave of love for them, as the only other person that cared for him at this level was his mother. Even though he didn’t want to get (Y/N) sick, he leaned over and gave them a kiss on the cheek, thanking them for being so good to him.
(I feel like it could’ve been cuter but damn it, it’s good enough!)
‘What the fuck do you mean you didn’t write anything new yesterday?! I thought that was what you were doing in your room all fucking day?!’ Murdoc yelled at a defensively curled up 2D.
‘B-But my head, I took some migraine and then sleeping pills and I must’ve fallen asleep fast!’ 2D cried back, folding his lanky body up on the sofa and cradling his head in his large hands.
‘You always do that! Mixing pills and basically fucking overdosing! In fact I’m changing your name, you’re not 2D anymore, you’re now gonna be known as fucking OD’ Murdoc snarled, getting closer into 2D’s face and reeling his hand back as in to punch him while 2D yelped and covered his face with his hands before Russel pitched in.
‘Lay off him, Murdoc, we all know his migraines have been getting worse recently’
‘Yea! T-That’s true! Plus I can’t sleep without mixing my pills anymore’ 2D added.
‘I don’t care! I’m not letting us disappear again, I want more new-’ Murdoc growled again, making 2D cower once more until he was cut off.
‘Hey guys, I brought a friend over, so leave us alone, Kay?’ Noodle spoke, poking her head in the doorway and fixing each of the boys with a ‘don’t piss me off’ stare before bounding back out the room and into her room, dragging her friend along behind her.
‘Hey- Wait! We’re supposed to be having a band meet- Why do I even fucking bother? But fine, you-’ Murdoc spoke, pointing at 2D, ‘write some new material. And you-’ he continued, pointing at Russel, ‘I don’t fucking know, drum something’ before storming out the room and slamming the door, leaving 2D and Russel to look at each other with blank stares.
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Sitting at the kitchen table with an open notebook in front of him 2D tapped a pen against his temple trying to focus more on the words swimming within his mind rather than the beginning of a dull ache at the base of his skull.
Groaning in discomfort he dropped the pen against the table and shut his eyes as ran his hands through his already messy hair, ruffling it further so the strands stood on end.
‘Oh, I’m sorry, I didn’t think anyone would be in here’ a voice spoke from a few feet away, making him jump as it broke the silence around him.
His head shot up, bleary eyes settling on the form that stood in the kitchen doorway.
‘Uhh’ was all he said as he squinted, his blurry sight making it difficult to see who was standing in the doorway.
‘Sorry, I’m (Y/N), Noodles friend?’ You spoke, finding yourself walking closer to the blue haired man, ‘Sorry I didn’t get a chance to introduce myself earlier, but you looked like you were busy’ you grinned nervously, awkwardly sticking your hand out for a handshake.
2D was too lost in his own thought though, as you had walked closer it was easier for him to make out your appearance and features. Now, 2D wasn’t the type of guy who found himself flustered by girls, he’d been experiencing girls throwing themselves at him for years now. But there was something about the way you seemed to almost trip over yourself trying to be polite and friendly that it made you seem even more awkward, he found it cute.
‘Err, sorry, I just came down to grab a drink, Noodle said she wanted a Coke and she had a stash hidden somewhere in here. I mean she would’ve come down herself but her cat decided to have a nap on her so obviously she couldn’t move, it would’ve been cruel’ you laughed nervously, noting how he continued to stare at you and how he’d left you to stand there with your hand outstretched like an idiot.
After a few moments more of him staring in silence you began to get a little more weirded out.
‘Okay, well I’m just gonna, uh, go’ you spoke, shuffling out of his view, finally snapping him our from his trance.
‘Wha? Oh, damn it, sorry. I’ve been getting a migraine all day and it’s been messing with my head’ 2D cried, jumping out from his seat and in front of you, making you jump slightly at his lanky figure towering over your shorter frame.
‘Oh! Oh, it’s fine, but if you want I’ve got some dissolvable paracetamol in my bag I can give you? It works so much faster than normal paracetamol. Give me like two minutes and I’ll go get them for you!’ You grinned up at him, quickly placing your hands on his arms, making an electrical surge shoot through his skin from where you touched him, before suddenly pulling away and darting back out the room to get your bag.
2D continued to stare after you with a soft smile on his face, he knew your paracetamol wouldn’t be enough to ease the type of migraines he got but he found you so adorable, he honestly didn’t have the heart to tell you.
(I wanted to try and write something a little different from the imagines you normally read like these. Hope you enjoy though!)
2D wandered around his room, finding different items of clothing and discarding them to a space behind him as he tried to find something decent to wear to finish getting ready to head out for a meeting to see about getting some collaborators for a new album they were planning. Humanz had come out not that long ago but now the tour was over they wanted to think ahead and not leave such a long wait between albums again.
After finally finding something he deemed acceptable he flopped down on the edge of his bed and began slipping on his shoes, or shoe since he could only find one. Twisting his head in all directions and even dropping to his knees to check under his bed and desk he came up with the conclusion he must have left it in the bathroom. Just one problem through; you were currently in the shower.
Checking the time on his phone he decided that privacy was something that was going to have to be overlooked in this situation, he was late and desperately needed to leave.
You, however, were blissfully unaware of the impending interruption of your relaxing moment. It is known that quite a lot of people like to sing in the shower, however for you, it was more of a performance of songs you had written but didn’t want anyone to hear yet, not until they were perfected anyway.
You knew you had a good voice, you’d been told by a lot of people and you were trying to purse a career in music, but it was hard, and even with your boyfriend being the lead singer and your best friend the guitarist in Gorillaz you didn’t want to lean on them and get an unfair boost into the world of preforming. So you continued to keep your musical talent a secret and work your way up by yourself.
As you continued onto the second verse of your song you were far to into pitching your voice perfectly that you failed to notice the door creaking open and the tall lanky figure slipping inside.
‘Sorry darlin, don’t mind me, just looking for my… shoe’ 2D started before cutting himself off slowly as he noticed that not only were you singing and dancing to yourself in the shower, but you were doing it really well.
You were still completely oblivious to 2D’s entrance until the shower curtain was pulled back and a voice excitedly shouted, ‘you can sing?!’.
You jumped and screaming in horror as you spun around and landed a punch straight to 2D’s nose, making him stagger back while holding his now bleeding nose.
‘Stuart!’ You screamed, both out of anger and concern as you quickly bent down to retrieve your towel and wrap it around yourself before jumping out to check on him.
‘Oh god, I’m so sorry, but you scared the shit out of me! Why did you do that?’ You asked, directing him to sit on the closed toilet seat before remembering what it was he had shouted, ‘oh, you heard me sing’ you spoke quietly with a blush covering your cheeks.
‘You never told me you could sing, you’re really good. What was that song anyway?’ Stu spoke, somewhat nasally as you tilted his head forward and directed him to pinch the soft part of his nose.
‘It’s, uh, a song I wrote myself. I’ve always wanted to be a singer but it’s just hard to get a shot at it, y’know’ you shrugged, crouching down in front of him and pressing tissues against his nose.
‘Why didn’t you come to me? I could’ve helped you?’ He asked, his dark eyes staring into yours in question.
‘I just, I never want to feel like I didn’t earn my career properly, I don’t want to be handed it, I want to earn it with hard work.’ You stated, glancing up at him with a halfhearted shrug.
‘But even if I did give you a hand, it would still be all you. I’m not the one who’d be singing for you, or making the contacts I can give you like you based on who you know. That’ll all still come with your hard work’ he replied, making you glance up at him with a smile.
‘Okay, so maybe getting your help wouldn’t be TOO horrible a thing’
‘Wait! Idea! I’m just about to head out to a meeting with collaborators for a new album, you need to come!’ He started, jumping up and making you release your hold on him with a yelp.
‘What? But I can’t go, look at me! I’m just out the shower!’ You cried, as he grabbed your hand, dragging you up and out the room.
‘So? The wet look can make a comeback, plus you need to come make connections!’ He declared, pulling you down the hallway.
‘Wait, no Stu, seriously! I still have conditioner in my hair. And why are you only wearing one shoe?’ You continued to complain, but your cries fell on deaf ears as he was adamant he was going to help you make it in the music world, at any cost.
You got it dude! Congratulations on your graduation!
Murdoc: You wouldn’t assume he’d do this, but when his daughter’s name is called and he sees her crossing that stage, you can bet your ass he is cheering the loudest for his little girl. The rest of the band will be cheering and clapping as well, but Murdoc’s daughter can easily pick him out of the crowd just from the sound alone. His daughter would definitely play it up on stage too– sticking out her tongue at the last moment for her picture, giving it that signature Niccals touch.
2D: Blue boy here would probably be a mess– like, that’s his baby! She’s all grown up, finished with school…moving onto bigger, better things. He’s gonna be a mess. Before she even gets up to the stage, she spots him in the crowd from her place in line, giving him a small wave. When her name was called, he would jump up from his seat (alone with the rest of the band– Noodle having to pull Murdoc up with her) clapping and cheering. “Love you!” 2D would cheer, noticing his daughter turn red on stage.
Russel: Okay, Russ would probably bring those clapper toy things, an air horn and anything else he can grab for the band to use to make as much noise as possible for his girl. During the speeches from her classmates and guest speakers, he’d be looking at his daughter, picking her out easily by her cap which she’d decorated to look like a record. When her name was called, the whole band cheered and used whatever sound making device Russel had given them. “You go baby!” He would cheer, earning a ‘woohoo!’ from his daughter on stage. She’d ham it up, dancing her way across the stage.
Noodle: Mama Noodle would be sure to bring a massive speaker to play her daughter’s theme song on. What that song would be I’m not too sure at this moment, but you know she’d blast that shit for her kid. When her daughter’s name was called, she’d lift up the massive speaker like Simba from the Lion King and cheer as loud as she could. The boys would join her in clapping in cheering, giving her daughter words of encouragement. Mudz would be a twat though and yell out “Don’t trip!”
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