#murdoc x reader

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More fluff or smut lmkk🤔

Smut🤤🤤

Fluff cute!!!!!!!

Voting ended onJun 2

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omg I have such a love-hate relationship with mudz too 😭😭 since we share that hater energy could you write some hcs on how he would react if his partner (who he actually opened up to and loves) would break up with him? Like he knows he's out of her league but she is the only person who actually showed him love and care. AND OMG imagime the drama if she is the manager of the band like in your last post!!

Finally posting🫰!! Fanks for requesting luvvv!!!! Been stressd as heckkk these days haha!!! Requested finally closed cause I NEED TO WORK ON MY OTHER REQUESTS!!! +1 og 2d smut fic 😉 whose liking da new style LOWKEYYYYYYT

I don’t have a total idea for the reason reader broke up w/ him so let’s just say he’s was flirting with someone else.👀 (reader does not play about that..)

Fans would be appalled by the sudden news. It genuinely came from nowhere! ( it would be all over on instaaa haha) and worried for both of you’re and his wellbeing..

He knew you were way to out of his league. You were a beautiful angel that couldn’t hurt a fly, And he was just there… maybe even conscious of himself? The only thing he knew was that He didn’t deserve you at ALL.

it would so expected yet unexpected. I mean you and murdoc were a pretty cute couple.. none of the band genuinely thought it was true!! and it was all just a prank on them just to see their reaction— Nevertheless it WAS awkward. Working as your ex boyfriend’s manager.. so many days full of uncomfortable predicaments between the both of you.

Still he would always try and win your heart back. EVEN when you didn’t wanna face him.. constant pleading for your forgiveness.. even if it meant just being friends. but you knew if u gave in, It would wound you even worse later on. And always searching for your attention in general. You almost Pitied

Months later you eventually ended up forgiving murdoc. But ONLY being friends. and nothing else! Or that was what you thought. The both of you Ultimately having hookups here and there, but you were careful not to get any closer, to not hurt yourself In the future.

Is this enough??…

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Not the anon with the manager s/o request but do you think you can do a Muds version? I know you said you don't like him as much, but I saw that you wrote something for him so might as well give it a shot. ALSO hear me out, him being with a breathtaking, responsible manager partner would humble him so badly I love it, imagine all the fans saying "how did he pull her?". Mans would grow eyes at the back of his head because he is so damn paranoid someone will snatch his partner from him.I completely understand if you don't want to write him though!

A/n this made me giggle a bit I mean yeah he’s not my absolute fav. It’s the truthhhh ahahha I like my men scrawny 🤫But I don’t mind writing 4 him😊. F!reader 🍾🍾🍾🍾

Yes! He’s hella protective out in public we know thisss!!! Sometimes instead of just holding readers hand, he puts his arm around readers waist just to have you u closer. Holding hands could really mean anything. But holding readers waist, shows that they are his.😊

When the photos of you two pop up on insta or other social platforms, fans would comment shiz like “reader is so strong..” and “how did he pull them!!!.” (Cause he’s gross ahah

At concerts while performing hes always giving reader a freakish smug look, while reader is looking at the band on the wings of the stage.🫪

Also since I did how reader would dress for 2d version this is how this reader would dress! )

Murdoc also loves readers taste! Fashionista!! x fashion… something! And you guys share clothes aswell eekkk!!!

Reader puts him and Keeps him in his place..🤬

Had to be a hater in this one haha

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Murdoc and 2d Eiffel Tower Ifykyk 🤔🤔🤔

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Murdoc x reader

Headcanons !!! Yay

Thanks 4 being patient guys cause I said I’d do this like 500 years ago, but don’t expect too much from me ladies!! Tbh.. I’m not very fond of this guy /jjjjj He’s ok x-x (2d and Russel better) 😂 request plsss im so depresseddddfd ahah

Just sweet (ish) headcanons! / short afff

TOTESS jumpscaring you while you’re doing chores likee.. Washing dishes, folding clothes, blahahah and sometimes comes out of nowhere behind you holding your waist.

Idc what Anyone says, I am a FRIM believer he literally loves having a child around, especially when they’re actually well behaved. And would LOVE having kids with u! >u<

borrows you’re car and crashes it.

Whiny fucking baby bottom IDC IDC IDC CANON

Would try to make you breakfast in bed, but he then burn a lot of it. he just gives you cereal atp..

Snuggles with you when you both are alone, (like the photo with the stuffed animal 👇) and drools on you while he sleeps yup

Buys you lingerie. There’s at least 2 sets in every color!

Has tried to convince you to do water sports with him but you REFUSE. (Or not idk what you’re into.)

Hickys anywhere a hickey can be🫤



OKOK THATS ALL THANK YOU THANK YOU THANK UOUY

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I’ve been dreaming of a 2doc challenger type fic like ohgg my god they’re like making out infront of you ohhh shiiiyty

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I low key wanna just straight up write a fic abt dying right in front of murdoc & his reaction… idk why

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I’m with the band

⟢ Pairing: Murdoc with kid reader

⟢ Summary: Life with a rockstar dad isn’t all it’s cracked up to be…

⟢ Note: Based off these headcanons. I didn’t mean to make this so “girly” looking. I thought the pink was cute but reader is gn. Just wanted to specify!

「01:45am」

The walls vibrated with the muffled sounds of what you think was ‘DARE’ playing on stage. You were exhausted to say the least. “Just a small gig to bring in some extra cash.” and “It wouldn’t be long.” He said. Yeah right. Your father, Murdoc Niccals, notorious liar had promised you’d be back in your own bed by 11 but here you were, backstage of some sleazy bar. You’ve tried sleeping on the couch, but it was too loud and the smell of cigarettes, booze, and sweat made you sick but the worst part was the heat. How could it be this hot in December? You had opened the window but it couldn’t beat the heat. Murdoc told you not to leave the dressing room but stepping outside to cool down wouldn’t hurt right?

So you slipped outside to the back alley, letting the air chill your flushed cheeks. You could still hear the music blaring from inside but much quieter, much more peaceful. You took a seat on the curb and watched as the occasional car passed, wishing that was you in a car, going home…you were so tired.

The winter breeze was starting to seep deeper into your bones, making your teeth chatter so you decided it’s time to go back in. You had let the door shut behind you when you walked out not thinking much of it but now you were in deep shit. The door was locked when you tried it and you didn’t have your coat. “Fuck…” You whispered under your breath and started banging on the door. “HELLO?! I’M LOCKED OUT!” You yelled, hoping someone would hear you. To your luck one of the bouncers came to your rescue…or so you thought. The warmth from inside blew out, giving you a sense of relief. The bouncer was a tall, broad shouldered man who didn’t seem to fuck around. “Listen, we don’t allow kids in here.” He simply stated. “No, no, no I’m (Y/N) Niccals! My dad’s the bass player!” You pleaded but he didn’t seem to buy it. “It’s cold, run on back home before you catch something.” The door slammed shut leaving you out in the cold once again. You kicked at the door in frustration. “BASTARDS!! I’M WITH THE BAND!!” You screamed even though it wouldn’t do anything. Maybe you hoped they would believe you…maybe you hoped your dad would hear.

You plant yourself back down on the curb in defeat. You pulled your knees to your chest and wrapped your arms around yourself to stay warm. A stray tear rolled down your cheek but you quickly wiped it away. You told yourself you weren’t going to cry because this was ridiculous! Murdoc would laugh in your face if he saw you crying over something like this…but you were just so tired. Not just physically but mentally too! You wanted to sleep in your own bed, go to sleep at reasonable times, and wake up the next morning to breakfast on the table. Instead you get dragged to these gigs, forced to sleep in dressing rooms, and wake up to fighting. So you let yourself cry anyway because it wasn’t fair and you knew it! Was a little stability and parental responsibility too much to ask?

「02:18am」

The band finished playing and then headed back to the dressing room, exhausted. Murdoc was the first to notice your absence. He told you not to move but you did anyway. However, he kept his cool and didn’t panic. He wasn’t about to get all soft and play the ‘worried father’ act. “Where’d my brat go?” He grumbled before pushing past the others to go look for you. You never ran off before so where would you have gone? He checked the bathrooms, hallways, backstage, any nook and cranny you could be hiding just hoping no one had snatched you up. He even asked security if they had seen you but they hadn’t.

Murdoc didn’t like the pit forming in his stomach. He’d never worried about someone like this before. God, he hated it. When he returned to the dressing room, the band could tell something was up. “Did you find ‘em?” 2-D asked, but from the look of things, they already knew the answer. Instead of responding, Murdoc just shook his head, which was enough to get the whole gang to start looking for you. Noodle searched the whole bar again, 2-D walked around calling your name like you were a lost puppy, and Russel was ready to file a missing person report. Murdoc stayed in the dressing room in case you came back. He paced back and forth, wondering what could’ve pushed you to run off. Was it his fault? Was it something he said? It was a known fact that Murdoc wasn’t built to be a dad, but he tried his best. He didn’t want to run you off; he just didn’t know how to handle kids.

Your teeth were chattering, and you could feel your lips chapping. Now you wished you had just stayed put. You really wished you had a different dad, then you wouldn’t be in this mess. The tears dripping from your chin felt like ice sickles. Suddenly you felt a warm hand on your shoulder so you looked up to see who it was. Of course it was none other than your dear old dad who looked pissed and you knew you were in for it. “What the bloody hell did you run off for? I told you to stay put!” You quickly wiped your face dry and sniffled. “I’m sorry…” Your voice cracked which made you cringe. Murdoc huffed and draped his jacket over your shoulders. He’s angry seemed to falter. “I was ready to call the cops. Thought someone snatched you up.” The warmth of his jacket instantly soothed the burn of harsh weather. “I’m sorry.” You apologized again. He placed a hand on your head and forced you to look up at him but refrained from eye contact. “Listen…I-…er- fuck!” He growled, trying to get his words right. He finally looked you in the eyes with a struggling look and with a glint of humanity in those cold black eyes. “I’m not good at this. I’m sorry- truly! I was worried when we couldn’t find you because…” He took a long pause before speaking again. “Because I’ve…grown attached to you now…and I’d really hate to lose you, kid.” For the first time you actually believed the words he said. Murdoc Niccals expresses a real human emotion. You wrapped your arms around him and buried your face in his chest. “I want to go home.” Your voice was muffled by his shirt. “We’ll go home.” He reassured you. You both walked back inside where it was warm. Your poor nose and cheeks felt numb. You were just happy to be going home.