styrofoam stars 🌅| gorillaz + 2d x reader

༄ 1. on your own

You rolled your eyes, gazing boredly out your bedroom window from the edge of your bed.

Some vacation this was turning out to be.

The sky was dark. Your room was dark; illuminated only by the glow from the moon in the open window. Outside it was quiet except for the sound of gently crashing waves, some crickets and windy, rustling trees. You were all alone in the beach apartment you'd recently moved into, and even worse; even though it was approaching 2 in the morning, you couldn't sleep at all.

What was there to do then?

You glanced over at your cell phone, laying motionless on your bedside table.

Should you...?

You shook your head, dismissing the thought. No, it was too late for that now.

You were on your own now. Isn't that what you wanted?

You looked back to the window. No point in thinking about that again. Tired of the silence in the room, you got up and walked over to your radio sitting on your dresser near your TV.

Faintly you began to hear a bassline. As you turned it up, it became all too familiar to you. You smiled, memories from the past filling your brain at the sound.

"Feel Good Inc", from Gorillaz' 2005 album "Demon Days".

You loved that song. No matter how many times you heard it, every time felt like the first.

That's just how Gorillaz were for you. They were your favorite band for a reason. They were special.

"Windmill, windmill, for the land
Turn forever hand in hand
Take it all in on your stride
It is ticking, falling down..."

The dream-like state of the chorus, mixed with the crashing of the waves, made you feel a lot better. But once the song faded away into the night, swiftly replaced by the next song, you realized...

You were still bored.

...Until suddenly you got an idea.

You stepped over to your bedroom door and slipped on your shoes that were laying next to the doorway. You grabbed your favorite jacket and put it on, even though you were still wearing pajamas under it.

But it didn't matter. You'd be back in a flash anyways. And then, hopefully, you'd be able to get some sleep. But right now you had other plans.

After scurrying as quietly as possible through the apartment complex halls and down the steps leading to the beach, you saw it; a small boat, with a motor in the back, the kind you'd see a fisherman in, except you weren't going fishing.

You'd rented the boat for a couple days now, and you'd been thinking about going out to sea on it. Just to look around maybe. Just sit there. Taking in the scenery and that. Like going for a drive, except instead it would be...Going for a float, maybe? A row?

Carefully you stepped inside the boat, the bottom of it trembling under your footsteps, causing ripples in the water. That made you nervous, but once you were in, you sat down, and you were alright. You untied the rope that kept it anchored to the pier, and before you knew it, the motor was roaring to life, and you were off.

You sat facing the motor, looking back at the beach and your apartment as it became farther and farther away. You turned around, looking at the other sights, taking in the other senses. Rocky cliffs surrounding the beach faded out of view. The waves were far away, but you could still hear them stretching out and hitting the shore, along with the low whirring of the motor behind you. Suddenly, your eyelids were heavy. You closed your eyes for just a moment, which didn't seem like that long...

Until they opened again, and you found yourself in a completely different scene.

Your boat was at a complete stop. Rain was pouring down from the sky like bullets. Thunder boomed from up above, striking marks into the now much darker sky. Startled into sobriety, you tried to start the motor again...but to no avail. The waves that were once gentle were now rough and hostile, jostling your boat across the sea. At this point, you were starting to panic. Frantically, you looked around, searching for something, anything, you could use to your advantage. But there was nothing, only ocean water and the raging storm.

You tried sitting up a little more, which proved to be difficult, as the floor of the boat was now unstable. One more time you attempted to turn on the motor, and, much to your surprise...Your boat jerked into motion, barreling in a straight line in the... opposite direction you'd wanted to go. As the storm continued, you watched the scene around you fly past...

Until once again your boat came to a complete and abrupt halt.

And oddly enough, you can't remember anything else happening after that.

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A/N: wooOOOAAHH YET ANOTHER STORY i've just been busy lately lmao but YEEEEHAW here it is!!!! this has been in the works for a while now and i'm very excited to see where this story goes lmao i'm just a big simp for phase 3 gorillaz honestly. ANYWAY i hope you enjoy this story and i hope you keep reading!!!!! :] <333333