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I missed seeing you post on here lovely 🫶🏻 There is something I want to ask your opinion on, Muds is the king of consent in my eyes (given his trauma), so if his lover says no to something, he understands. Buuut, he also has a high libido, how many times do you think he would wanna take his lover per week? (Sorry, I'm ovulating and I need my green husband)
Id say it really depends on the phase/time.
But in general probably every other day? Every day, even multiple times a day if you want it. I can agree after everything hes been through esp in his childhood he is a consent king. He may be a satanist and a cult leader but he would never do anything if his lover says no.
Like when he’s younger oh yeah whenever you want it babe. All it takes is a sweet sultry look from his lover to get him hard.
But as he gets older (my lovely 60 year old) he wants to keep up but his libido isn’t as high as it used to be.
Oh boy but he will use that freaky long tongue whenever you want, he’s addictied to that taste.
I low key feel like murdoc has a hard time with getting attached to people because he has a bit of a fear of abandonment. Or a fear of getting hurt i suppose.
Like “if I don’t let anyone in, nobody can hurt me” type thing?
But when he does eventually trust someone enough and that the wont abandon him, ugh he will be the happiest boy. Like uhhhghhhh (only in private tho, can’t ruin his tough guy image for the press lol)
I also feel like once he’s comfy w a lover, he’s such a cuddler. Even tho he stinky. Type of guy to come up behind his lover and wrap his arms around them <333
Might even let you wear his cape if you ask nicely.
(Have some 1 am sillyness cuz i lub him. Us at the lovely place in PawPaw MI earlier 2day)
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Ok, so it would all start with you and Murdoc drinking in his stank-ass Winnebago.
Murdoc gets a bit more wasted than normal, and when he gets wasted and horny he gets submissive. So getting drunk with him till the point you’re both basically dry humping each other and tongues in each other’s throats. His freaky long tongue dominates your mouth.
He starts by easily ripping off the appropriate amount of clothing for him to go down on you.
For all my gender peeps
Either
⁃ wrapping his freaky tongue around your cock as he sucks you off.
⁃ Rim Jobs~
⁃ Burying his face in between your thighs, crooked nose against your clit as his tongue touches every part of your insides as he can reach.
Mudzy has to make you cum at least twice to feel accomplished. He wipes his face on the back of his hand, flopping back into his prized silk sheets. His cock flush and begging for attention. You smirk to yourself, thinking about totally edging him. You spit into your hand, stroking him a few times. Pulling him into a kiss, faintly tasting yourself on his tongue, moans mixing together like some amateur porno. You pull back from his lips, wrapping your own around his length. Murdoc groans, tangling his hand in your hair. You suck him off until he’s pushing you down… a telltale sign he’s close. You pull off with an almost cartoonish pop. He groans “mmm c’mon luv~ what was that for..?”
You shush him, gently pushing him back into the bedding. You run your nails up and down his thighs a few times before wrapping your lips around his length again. Tongue sliding across his slit makes him moan out your name, a deep drunken groan. He grips your hair with a fist, guiding your movements slightly, until you pop off again. “Fuck! T-teasing me… I- you’re bloody doing this on purpose” He huffs. You chuckled, giving him another kiss to shut him up, then starting to suck him again, looking up at him with doe eyes. Murdoc's eyes welled up with tears slightly, biting his lip. He looked down at you, hand loosely in your hair again. “F-fuuuuck… can’t keep doin’ this. Needa cum luv…. E-enough…”
The look on his drunken face was almost desperate. You gave in, speeding up and playing with his balls slightly, wanting to make this one of the best orgasms he has ever had. “Oh Fuck!” He groans, grasping your hair and burying your nose in his dark hair against his pubic bone “c-cumming” he huffs, spilling salty while strings down your throat. Hard. Enough of it that it dribbled out of the corner of your mouth slightly, then collapsing back again on the pillows. You sat up, swallowing and wiping off your face.
“That wasn’t too much right Mudzy~?” You asked, getting up briefly to pull on one of his old T-shirts.
“Nah luv~ mmm alright… more than bloody alright” he panted, running a hand through his greasy hair. His eyes followed you as you walked into the bathroom briefly. Cleaning yourself up, coming out with a rag. He raised an eyebrow as you took said rag, gently wiping off any leftover fluids from him gently. He covered his face with his hand slightly to cover his slight blush. Murdoc was never good at aftercare, but you taking care of him? Nobody’s ever done that for him. Usually it ended in a payment and they left him alone.
Once you tossed the rag in an overflowing hamper, he pulled you close. Wrapping both arms around you, nuzzling his crooked nose into your shoulder slightly. “Mmgh~ Love you” he whispered.
You ran a hand through his messy hair, free arms around his waist loosely. “Love you too…”
Murdoc grew up almost fearing touch. He grew up basically fearing being hit, either by his dad, brother Hannibal, or school bullies.
But as you came around as the band's support and unofficial manager, Murdoc got closer to you, slowly, very slowly. He would do small things, small enough you didn’t notice right away. Such as going out of his way to be in the same room as you. Sitting on the couch scheduling the band interviews? Murdoc would be in another chair, tuning his bass and working on a song.
One morning, Murdoc was in the kitchen with you. You made him his typical coffee, black. In that ugly chipped mug, with pentagrams he refused to throw away. Your fingers grazed his just slightly as you slid him the mug. That simple touch shot through him like a bolt of lightning. Simple, warm, sweet. Like something almost clicked. Something deep in his soul (if he had one clicked… he wanted more.
It started small. He would bump your foot with his under the table, almost like playing footsies. When he looked over from his food and saw your silly little smile? Priceless. After a little while, he got a little closer, such as sitting on the same couch as you more often.
One night, as the band was all together, watching “Dawn of the Dead” for what felt like the 75th time. (By 2Ds request) Murdoc started to get sleepy. As his eyelids got heavier, he leaned towards you. As his cheek hit your shoulder, he shot up and back, scared a bit to get that close. You didn’t really react. “What was that…?” You asked, turning your head towards him.
“Nothin…” He grumbled, not wanting his bandmates to catch him leaning towards you. (As if they haven’t caught him catching glances at you plenty of times)
“You sure…?” You asked, “I don’t care”. You reached to place your hand on his shoulder.
He blinked. “Don’t… touch…”.
He didn’t want your touch, so you pulled back. He was a bit surprised… you listened. He averted his gaze, a slight bit of tears welling up in his eyes, remembering times he had been taken advantage of, even after he told them no. He took a deep breath. “I'm going ta bed. Migraine”.
You nodded as he got up. “Alright, good night”.
Murdoc rubbed his eyes as he walked away. How could you just be so simple and sweet to him? Listening to him when he said no to sleepy touches? God, he wanted it, but he couldn’t with his bandmates around. As he lay in his bed, he tossed and turned for a while. Being torn between wanting to remain tough and wanting to be held.
~~
The next morning, you were up early as usual. Murdoc stumbled down the stairs toward the kitchen. Nobody was down there besides the two of you, good… He sat at the table as you poured him his coffee, another chipped satanic mug. As you slid it over, Murdoc’s hand rested over yours, tight. Tight enough you couldn't pull away easily. “Whyre you so damn sweet? Makes me sick,” He grumbled.
You paused, blinking. “Sweet…? I’m just being nice? My natural self, I suppose?” You replied.
He sighed, releasing your hand. “I’ve never once really been touchy-feely… but you, make me want more. God, sometimes I just want a hug…”
“You serious?” You said, walking over from the coffee pot on the counter and over towards the table, opening your arms slightly. Giving him the option to hug. Or not to. “C’mere?”
Murdoc hesitated, glancing around to see if any of his bandmates were around. He didn’t want to ruin his ‘tough leader’ image. Nobody was around, so he slowly stood up, wrapping his arms around you. “I can’t remember the last time I’ve done this… not with someone willingly…” he mumbled against your shoulder.
“What? Just a hug?” You asked. He nodded against your skin.
“Do… do you mind holding me for a while longer…” he hesitated. “Feels nice…”
“No… no… I don’t mind, you’re right. "It's nice,” you said, swaying slightly as you hugged him. What a lovely morning. Could be the start of something nice… something murdoc only dreamed of having: soft touches and warm love.
Hello pyro!!
I am here bc I am in artblock and decided to draw murder to cure it, but unfortunately I can't think of any poses or prompts:(
Do you by any chance have any lore for Ryder to inspire me? How did she meet Murdoc? What do they like doing together? How does Ryder get along with the rest of Gorillaz?
ANyWayS tysm for your attention, have a great day:D
Boy do I
Gives me an excuse to share some of my art :3 and the playlist i suppose
# Ryder Sinn Foxx
Ryder Sinn Foxx, born 11-15. She has short brown hair until around 16 when she got her dyed her hair a deep red and let it grow out. At around 13, she was caught in a house fire, and her firefighter cousin Gryphon saved her just before the house collapsed. Her and Mikey, her younger brother were the only survivors. But nobody seem to complain about the abusive parents that died in the house collapse. Ryder & Mikey ended up moving in with their uncle (now dad) Matt and Gryphon. Gryphon basically became the big brother. Matt’s wife Alice ended up dying young of cancer. Ryder saw Alice as her only true mother figure, so her and Matt spent a lot of time grieving together. Since Ryder never really had a long term mother figure, she was basically raised as a son, and is happily tomboyish. She now in present time still lives w the 3 of them, including Gryphons wife Ivy, their son Will (nicknamed PB or polar bear) as well as Mikey’s girlfriend & Ryders best friend Roxy (Aka Rock Dog).
Ryder Used to date Roxys brother Markus Jan Stenfors. He was what she considered her “soulmate”. Mark really helped Ryder open up again after being so quiet, closed off and rough after the fire. He was a punk rocker typa guy who loved D&D and taught Ryder to be shamelessly herself. To ignore people’s opinions and just do what makes her truly feel alive and happy. Like after 2 years together, Markus died after being t-boned between a semi and a tree. Ryder was beyond devastated, but she has his sister Roxy so so they could grieve together and were not alone. After a while all of them decided to form their own little band, Team Voltage.
# Team Voltage
Team Voltage is Ryder’s band, including…
Ryder - Lead vocals, Keyboards, occasionally Rythm guitar
Gryphon - Lead Guitar, backups vocals
Mikey - Bass, Backups vocals, occasional keyboard
Rock Dog (Roxy) - Drums
(RD doesn’t sing because she has a bad lisp and is missing teeth)
Ivy - tho not in the band she is a
professional photographer so she’s always included
They mainly keep their instruments and stuff in the basement @ home where they practice and stuff. They r an independent band under their own label, Lighting Records:tm:. They also have their own bar/stage/hangout spot called Hydra Hideout where they typically perform. Its like an underground dive bar type place.
LONG LIVE THE HYDRA !!
# Meeting Gorillaz / Lore
(Around end of Phase 1 - start of phase 2)
Ryder Spent a few years in the UK after Markus’ death for a change of scenery. While at a dingy pub and talking to the bartenders, her red hair caught Murdoc’s eye. She was a bit intimidated by him at first… yk cuz hes green n got messed up teeth n shiz. Yet when their eyes met, bith having mismatched eyes, they staired in each-others eyes until he offered to buy her a drink, and they started talking. After a while they started talking about music, and she was quite interested in his band Gorillaz. He left her with a note when and where their next show was, and Ryder left him with her number after they were kicked out when the bar closed.
So Ryder went to the show and had a great time, and ended up gettin’ pulled backstage afterwards w Murdoc. She got to meet the rest of his band and got especially along with 2D. Murdoc offered for her to comeback to Kong with them for the night, Ryder didn’t want to at first but eventually agreed. She ended up leaving pretty quickly when he showed her the winnebago and it’s awful smell, so she opted to take 2D up on his offer to crash on the couch in his room instead. His room was messy, but not as gross as murdocs. That pissed him off and low key made murdoc jealous so he bit the bullet and cleaned up, just enough that an average person could handle the smell.
After a while of coming back between her apartment and Kong, around the end of phase 2 Ryder went back to Michigan, but agreed to keep in contact with Murdoc & Gorillaz. Yet when nobody ever answered her calls n’ stuff after a while she got really anxious. How could not a single person say anything to her? Like she knows they’re famous and all, but not even a voicemail? Suspicious… After doing a little research she started to panic, thinking they died. She really missed Gorillaz… but specifically Murdoc. He always made her laugh, piss her off, make her smile, everything. Her heart hurt even more. Losing Markus…. And seemingly now Murdoc…
(Phase 3)
While on Plastic beach, Murdoc started to think of Ryder. The way she was weirdly sweet to him like nobody else was. He started to miss her, and he wonder if she would miss him too… but nobody ever missed Murdoc, if anything people were happy when he was gone.
When Gorillaz escaped from plastic beach, Ryder & Murdoc still thought about each other. Russel was the one who really noticed murdoc acting differently, seeing a lot of notes of his n stuff mentioning “Red”. “I miss my Red. Will my Red ever want to see me again…?” Etc.
When they got a chance to reunite, Ryder tackled Murdoc into a hug and thats when they agreed to be a couple, strictly in private though. He would kill anybody who learns that he has a soft spot for having his hair played with/his head pet. Murdoc calls Ryder, his Red. And Ryder calls him Muddy/Mudsy and he hates it, lovingly.
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It all started when you had gotten back from a day out. You dropped your bag with a soft thud by the front door. It was quieter than normal at Kong. Almost abnormally so. 2D was out with Noodle getting ice cream, and Russ was asleep. That only leaves Murdoc. After a while of boredom and pacing around the living room, you decided to check on him. The light was on in the front of his Winnebago, so he must be awake, right?
You knocked a few times softly on the door before opening it. Murdoc sighed, not even turning to face the door from where he sat. He sat at one of the old, cracking leather seats. Hunched over slightly and wrapped in an old blanket with cigarette burns. As you stepped over, you got a look at what was in his hands, some sorta photo album.
“Hey…” you spoke, knocking Murdoc out of whatever trance he was in.
“Oh…” he huffed, eyes looking at you for a moment before flipping a page in the album. “Hey luv…”
“Mind if I sit?” You asked.
“Guess not,” he grumbled, pulling the blanket he had closer around himself. The photo album contained pictures of him and the rest of the band. Photos from the release of their self-titled album and Demon Days. Back when he was younger…
You leaned over his shoulder slightly to look at the photos too. “Reminiscing?”
“Guess I am, luv.” he nodded.
“Noodle was such a cutie when she was littler~” you hummed.
“I mean, you’re right. But I'm not talkin’ about her,” he grumbled, pulling off the blanket and tossing it onto the bed, revealing himself sitting there, shirtless and in sweatpants.“I’m not as good-looking as I used to be,” he huffed slightly. Sure, he has a bit of a beer belly now and a little bit of grey hair, but he doesn’t look bad at all.
You blinked, shaking your head vigorously. “What? Murdoc no…” You sighed, scooting closer, running a hand across his belly. “Don’t even start with any “unattractive” BS. You’ve grown, changed even. But you’re still the same gorgeous man I met all those years ago.”
He blinked at you, but didn’t make any moves away. “Don’t start saying shit just to try and make me feel better. I know I’ve bloody gained weight. Gotta start dying my hair now”.
“A little weight isn’t a bad thing~” you said, leaning forward to kiss him. He melted into your kiss. “Plus… I think you’re still sexy~ even more now,” you smirked, taking the photo album out of his hands, setting it aside before kissing him again, hands tangling into his dark, slightly greying locks. He tilted his head slightly to deepen the kiss, then pulled back slowly. “Fuck…” he panted slightly. “You always make me so bloody soft”.
“No… no, not soft, but your belly makes a great pillow.” You chuckled.
Murdoc raised an eyebrow playfully. “Yeah? Should we test that?” He took your hands in his, leading you towards his bed together.
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