painted-quinn  asked:

Hey love! Could you do a short fic on the Make A Wish organization calling Murdoc up about a kid that wants to meet him? I love how you write Murdoc, so I knew I had to come to you! <3

This one was really fun to write, I’m just sorry it took so long to get it out here!

Also, this is kind of a longer one.

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Murdoc was woken up by his phone ringing, and it was much earlier than he was used to getting up. Grumbling, the bassist tried to ignore the ringing, however it was impossible to. He was laying on his stomach, his head turned on his pillow so he was facing away from his phone. Rather than adjusting himself to make it easier, he simply reached over and groped around for the device. After retrieving it, he answered it and brought it to his ear.


“Yeah?” He grumbled, shifting so his face wasn’t pressed into his pillow at all to allow him to speak clearly.

“Good morning sir. This is Barbara from the Make A Wish Foundation. I’m just wondering if I’d be able to get a hold of a Mr. Murdoc Niccals, or someone who would be able to relay a message to him?”

Murdoc was still half asleep and having trouble comprehending anything being said to him, however “Make A Wish” certainly caught his attention, and he sat up to try and wake himself up more.

“This is him.” He replied, then cleared his throat a little. He knew quite well he likely sounded like he had just woken up.

“Oh, wonderful. Mr. Niccals, we currently have a young boy who made a wish with our foundation, and that wish is to meet you. We were hoping that you’d be able to set something up to meet him.”

The bassist took a moment to comprehend what had just been said to him, and a look of surprise came to his face when he realized the question.

“There’s a kid who made a wish to see me?” He echoed. Normally he’d be more cocky about a fan wanting to meet him personally. After all, he was Murdoc Niccals, who didn’t want to meet him? However, this time was different.

“That’s correct, Mr. Niccals. Do you think you’d be able to set up a time to see him?”

“Well, uh yeah I can do that.” He replied quickly, briefly thinking of whatever schedule he had lately. He figured he be able to move things around when he had things going on, and by that he meant telling the other band members he had something going on and let them handle it. “I can make anytime work, just tell me when and where.”


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Murdoc left the house quickly, a guitar case in hand in one hand and his keys in the other. He hadn’t even told the rest of the band about this, all he had said to them was that he wasn’t available for anything today, and he had told all of once about a week ago.

He opened the door to the back seat of the car and tossed the guitar case inside before getting into in the driver’s seat and starting up the car. Once the car was on, he pulled out of the driveway. As soon as he was on the road, scenarios of the meeting began to run through his head. The young boy had specifically requested him, and Murdoc really didn’t want to disappoint him. He hadn’t even had a drink before he left, so he was completely sober.

The car radio played quietly in the background, but Murdoc hardly heard it, instead focused on his thoughts. Time seemed to be non-existent, and before he knew it, he was pulling up to the hospital and parking his car in the lot. He got out of the car and grabbed the case he had put in the back seat, then made his way to the building.

As he walked in, Murdoc was a little surprised to see there were no cameras, however he welcomed this fact. As much as he loved publicity, he felt this should be a more private affair. He began to make his way over to the elevator. The bassist had been given the room number and ward ahead of time, so he really just had to find his way around to the right room. He pressed the button in the elevator that would take him to the right floor, then read over the directions he was given again.

Before he knew it, the lift stopped moving and the doors opened allowing Murdoc to step out and wander around. It didn’t take him long to find the room where the boy was located, and he knocked on the door once he approached. It was only once he tapped on the door that his nerves began to act up, however he didn’t outwardly show it. He simply cleared his throat and kept a stoic face. Within a few seconds, a woman Murdoc perceived to be the mother of the child he was to meet opened the door to see who was there, and the expression on her face immediately let him know she was thrilled.

“Oh my god, it’s so good to meet you. Thank you so much for coming, he’ll will be thrilled.” She informed him, then ushered him inside the room. “Someone’s here to see you!” The woman called just as Murdoc moved in and saw the boy sitting up on his bed. A large grin grew on Murdoc’s face as the boy spotted him and lit up.

“Hello, there. Heard you wanted a visit from Uncle Murdy, so I thought I’d drop by to meet up with you.” By this point, the boy was absolutely ecstatic, and the excitement was rubbing off on Murdoc. All his hesitation and nervousness was thrown out the window, and he quickly felt like himself again.

“Murdoc, you’re really here!” The boy shouted happily. The older man nodded, approaching the bed and setting the guitar case down in an empty chair beside the bed.

“Of course I am, it was your wish, wasn’t it? Can’t leave you hanging there now, can I?” The bassist was caught off guard by a hug from the boy, who had gotten out of bed. For an instant, he just stood there looking at the child but quickly regained himself and patted his back.

“You’re so awesome!” The child happily informed him as he let go and went to sit back on his bed.

“Well thank you, that’s very nice of you to say.” A large grin had returned to Murdoc’s face. “I think that you’re pretty awesome, too.” That got the boy beaming again, and it warmed the older man’s heart and made him feel happy.

“Say, how’d you like a bass lesson? I brought one over here, thought you might like that.” He asked, gesturing to the case he’d set down. The boy nodded eagerly in response, so Murdoc opened the case up and pulled out the bass. He then proceeded to hand it over to the child and got him all set up by showing him how to hold it. The instrument was a little big, and the older man couldn’t help but chuckle a little as he watched the small boy trying to hold onto the bass that was obviously too large.Once the child was holding the instrument more steadily, Murdoc helped to show him how to play a chord.

Murdoc then stepped back and watched as the boy tried to play the chord he was shown. When he struggled, the bassist stepped in to help out but let him be independent for the most part. His smile only grew when he heard the chord played correctly.

“Hey, that’s it right there!” Murdoc told him encouragingly before showing the boy another chord. The child caught on more quickly this time, so the bassist continued to show him how to play the instrument until he could play a short tune. The look on the boys face when he played the tune put a large smile on Murdoc’s face, and he couldn’t help but feel proud.

The rest of the day was spent like that, simply relaxing, giving a private lesson, and talking. Murdoc completely lost track of time, and only realized he had been there all day when the sun began to set, giving the room a yellowish glow. He took a quick glance down at his watch.

“Is it that late already? Listen, I guess I should I should get going.” As he got up and excused himself, he felt bad that he’d have to leave the kid. He glanced back towards the bed where he’d been sitting all day, and the boy still had a large grin despite Murdoc having to leave. “I’ll catch you again some time, yeah?” He asked, and got a large grin and a nod in response. “Good.”

“I really can’t thank you enough for coming by, it really means a lot.” As he turned to leave, the voice of the boy’s mother made Murdoc pause and look at her. The grin on his own face returned.

“It was my pleasure, Love. Really, I had a good time.” He replied in a happy tone, then turned to leave once more.

“Mr. Niccals, what about your bass? Don’t you want that back?”

“Huh? Oh, that? Nah, you can keep that one, brought it just for him.” With that, Murdoc gave a little wave and left the room.

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It was late in the evening when Murdoc finally made it back to the house he shared with the other members of the band. After parking the car, he made his way to the door of the house and entered quietly. He really just wanted to go into his room and have a cigarette there in peace, however his plan quickly changed when he saw Russel, who had apparently heard him come in.

“There he is, the changed man. Have a good day?”

Murdoc simply frowned a little when he heard Russel talk. “Changed man? What’re going on about, Russ?”

“You spent the whole day with that kid, didn’t you?”

“Wha- how did you find about that? And is it really so shocking that I’d want to go spend time with a sick child?”

“Yes, and there’s a video out on the internet. Kinda went viral, so it’s hard to miss when it’s over everyone’s feed.”

Murdoc scoffed, then shook his head. “Shame on you, Russel, I love children. Why do you think I kept Noodle?”

Russel simply rolled his eyes. “Just saying good on you, man. It was a cool thing for you to do.”

Murdoc was quiet for a moment, and he simply began to walk away in order to get to his room. However, as he passed by Russel, he muttered a quiet thanks.

Upon absolutely no demand…

I give you, the LGBT+ Gorillaz net!

The purpose of this net is to draw in more fans of Gorillaz in the LGBT+ community, so that we can all bond together and whatnot. The process to join is completely and utterly simplistic, and it will only take you about a minute to fill out on google docs. It’s here, and if you’re on mobile, I’ll put the link below.

Everybody in the LGBT+ community is welcomed to join! I hope that I, and a few other people, can make some excellent friends with this network. 

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https://docs.google.com/forms/d/1calzYMxU-wkIwDAhXcx52RKcKkoFCAfy5azGzCiVKeo/edit?usp=forms_home&ths=true

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If you’re questioning anything, please send me either an anonymous ask or a private message and I’ll be sure to get back to you! Thanks. :)

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About Me

Hello, my name is Elanour/Pangs. I’m a female, going by she/her pronouns, and a lesbian. My favorite album from Gorillaz is Plastic Beach, and right now my favorite song is DARE. One of my favorite members from the band is 2D, and I believe that Russel is an underappreciated man that deserves respect! I enjoy other bands as well, including Fall Out Boy, Mumford & Sons, and Studio Killers.

Is there like a masterpost of all the canon gay shit in Gorillaz out there? Because I keep seeing mini-lists, but they don’t usually have sources and they also tend to have Noodle’s Okcupid profile listed, even though that was confirmed non-canon by not only a representative, but Noodle herself.

If there isn’t, I’m probably just going to make one myself. Eventually.

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