#gorillaz sona

[jams-gone-bad]

2D being sappy 🩵

[murdknux]

updated my sona design!!

below is some older pics

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐀𝐢𝐫

↳ notes: this is an extremely small piece that focuses on my gorillaz insert puck, and a small look into their life circa phase one

↳ warnings: allusions to heavy drug abuse

↳ song: i was all over her—salvia palth

sona masterlist | commissions | carrd

It was quiet. A blissfully, unmistakably still quiet.

The only sound the permeate the sea of nothingness was the occasional harmony of burning embers as slow fingers lifted up a cylindrical shape to chapped lips. Lungs expanded as air and something much more dangerous was inhaled, only for moments later to collapse inwards again as they pushed out the toxic mess. Early morning sunlight painted itself beautifully across stained linoleum tiles, and they were observed with a pair of red tinted eyes. It was a strangely peaceful routine. One they had taken part in far too many times to fathom.

Then the door to the bathroom swung open, and Puck blanched.

"Shit—" They were quick to hide the joint out of Noodles view, fanning their hand in sudden motions to push as much polluted air as they could out the open window.

"Noodle, hey." Puck fumbled. The sudden intrusion coaxed a harsh round of coughing from his throat, and he pushed his sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose before they could fall. The small guitarist just watched with a furrowed brown and downturned lips. She looked upset, and Puck wasn't sure if it was because of what she might have just seen, or something else. They hoped it was the later.

"Give me, uhm, give me a minute alright?"

Puck spared a glance back at the girl. She responded with nothing but a tilted head, and left spouting something pointedly in Japanese.

When the bathroom door closed behind her, Puck paused. Taking another look at the joint in their hands, they hesitated.

Eventually sighing, they pushed their torso up off of the window ledge, and put the rolled up piece of paper out on the windowsill to make their exit. Noodle was waiting for them just beyond the door with still hands and a still there frown. Puck let out a breath, and reached down to lightly knock their hand against her helmet with slower movements than usual. She fussed, just as they figured she would, and adjusted her helmet to what it looked like before.

"Hey, did you need something? I know Murdoc broke your last guitar pick a couple days ago. Do we finally need to run to the store for more?" Their voice tapered off as they padded down the hallway with Noodle, leaving the bathroom to stand empty.

The window stayed open. By the time 2D got up in the middle of the afternoon that day to use it, the heavy stench was gone.

[coffinwoodd]

matchies <3

[platsicbeach]

finished the zombee ref for my artfight but i like it so im posting it here too lmao

[that-one-reploid-genesis]

I spent far too many hours on this

Also follow my gf @lizzy-cider69

[aurorissolare]

september 2022

oh here we goooo, getting to more recent stuff...

[snobgoblin]

so funny when this happens

[snetzelsnetzal]

Its just me, myself and I

[skyartworkzzz]

Blue

One more study of the Gorillaz artstyle, went all out this time and Im very proud of it 💜

[blurrymango]

It's like I'm in hell or something.

Here's the meme for the kissing.

And here's the kissing.

[jams-gone-bad]

[shmelya]

[sardonic-the-writer]

𝐖𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐒𝐡𝐨𝐭

↳ notes: this snippet is based off a lost gorillaz bite, and includes my gorillaz persona puck as a focal point. check out my masterlist on them or my blog tag puck if you would like to learn more about them

↳ warnings: none

↳ song: 5/4—gorillaz

sona masterlist | commissions | carrd

"I hate filming videos." Murdoc grit his teeth. He scratched at the hair on his bare chest. The floating island rumbled beneath him with a concerning noise. No one minded. It was all white noise at this point in the day.

"Suck it up. You were the one who came up with the idea for helium anyways." Puck blinked from behind their sunglasses, ignoring as Murdoc once again tried to start an argument with them. They were the only one standing up, working away at getting a good shot of the horizon with the band in it. It was proving to be harder than they liked.

They adjusted yet another camera in an attempt to zoom in on Noodles grinning face. When she started laughing, Puck poked their head out from behind the machinery, catching the tail end of something white splatting on Murdoc's out-of-frame face.

"You've got a little something there, Muds." Puck blinked with a tiny grin as Murdoc glared at them harshly, wiping the bird poop that had miraculously appeared on his face away.

"Want me to get you a napkin?" Puck offered falsely.

Murdoc made an obscene guesture at them. It was returned with zero hesitation. Noodles laughter got louder.

"That's supposed t' be lucky, y'know." 2D supplied with a bit of a teasing smile. He was a little late to the conversation, and Puck snickered anyway. Murdoc did not appreciate it.

"Leave him alone, Dee." Russel rumbled in the back, sighing as he adjusted in the grass. Sunlight reflected off of his white eyes when they were open, but he had been resting them for quite a while now. Russel was tired a lot these days. Although, apparently not tired enough to let a fight break out when they were supposed to be shooting for a music video.

"I could fire you." Murdoc grumbled, adressing Puck again without any real weight behind his words. This was a threat he had loved to toss around since the day 2D and them had signed on under the label. Everyone knew he didn't really mean it for the most part. Which for Murdoc was saying a lot.

"Let's just get this scene over with before lunch so none of you get a nasty sunburn again." Puck rubbed at their eye with two fingers, working something out of it. "I made sure to call those caterers you all liked last time. Noodle, they even said they could fix up some vegetarian tacos for you if we wanted. I told them to go ahead."

2D raised his hand as if to say something, but Puck beat him to it, reassuring the singer that they had made it very clear nothing should be made with pickles. Nobody wanted a repeat of what had happened last time 2D had bitten into a sandwich and tasted tangy vinegar. It had taken two days for the swelling in his lips to go down.

It took another five minutes and one more bird nearly pooping on Murdoc for the band to settle down enough so Puck to finally line up the shot he wanted.

With one call to 'stay where you are' later, they stumbled behind the recording camera, only tripping on a clump of grass once to get there. The red recording light flickered on as Puck pressed a solitary button, and with a silent thumbs up, he declared action.

[coffinwoodd]

realized 2d + zombee both have the same dead resting face . u can almost see the shared braincell bouncing between them

[freakynerdfo]

how i look after disappearing for 10 billion years

Anyways art!