headlessjest - Tumblr blog

headlessjest · 5 days

Note

Haiii mootie! Haiii!!! :3

Alright,,, Jeb and and and reader are remembering are flashbackimg to when they first met and and it’s during nexus times and they they’r..ee just silly and and and

Explodes

Hi hi hi! :D Here's a little sumthin sumthin while you recompose yourself

Jebediah Christoff x reader

It was a stormy night

Summary: You and your lover reminisce on a rainy day

---------------------------

Across the nevadean wasteland, a sky even darker than it normally is looms over everything, the lighting it spews blinding the world in a bright red light. As if it wasn't apocalyptic enough already.

The sight of people running around, fighting for shelter or their bucket of blood red water is admired by a couple through the window of what used to be a lovely bedroom.

"How long do you think this one'll last?"

One of them ask as they rub their lover's bald head.

"It doesn't look like it'll stop anytime soon. We'll have to prepare for a flood."

"Will we have to leave this place? Aw, I actually liked it here."

"We can do it later."

He reajusts himself snuggly on their lap.

"I'm a little too tired to move right now."

This makes his partner raise an eyebrow. Oh? The all so hardworking and serious Jebus is slacking off? Not that they're complaining, it just means more cozy time.

A few more minutes are spent looking out the window, before his lover speaks up again.

"This is the same weather as when we first met."

He raises his head towards them.

Right, it was a stormy night a few years ago; establishement neons were glowing through the fog, cars sent water splashing from both up and down, and Dr Christoff was just done slumping to a cold and wet bus stop bench with a heavy bag full of work documents in his hand.

He sat down with a sigh, removing his glasses to rub at his aching head. It felt like the whole of Nevada was mocking him today. Between the accidental deletion of several important documents, violent intruders, failed experiments and his coworkers deciding to blame HIM to save their own asses, the weather was truly the last problem on his mind right now. Especially when the oportunity to finally go home and rest was ruined by the obligation to go and report all the incidents back at some annex administrative building or whatever.

"Hubris... Couldn't deal with their own responsibilities..."

Jebus mutters loud enough for his sweetheart to giggle at it.

"You've always loved to complain about your coworkers huh?" They tease.

"No... They were simply just exasperating sometimes."

"Exasperating" was what he kept mumbling under his breath and the rain, with no umbrella and only a small raincoat to shield himself from the cold.

Truly, it couldn't get any worse...

"Excuse me?"

Oh Jesus Christ.

A figure sat next to Christoff, holding their umbrella over his head.

"You dropped this."

He slowly turned his eyes off his hand and put his glasses back on to look at the wet papers and keycard they were presenting.

"Oh... Thank you."

As he folded the documents into his pocket, his eyes looked back, through the fogged lenses, to the face who still held the umbrella over them both. They seemed absentminded, as if waiting for something.

Eventually the bus came, and they climbed in.

It arrived at his destination, and they climbed out.

He walked, and they followed.

Christoff's eyes occasionally glanced at the person who keeps shielding him from the rain as they take the same exact route.

Perhaps it was the rain, but it felt like a cold sweat ran down his temple. With how things are in Nevada, even Nexus City could be dangerous at night, and their lack of response to the strange situation sure did not help.

"Pardon me."

They finally turn their head towards him.

"Are you going to Nextus Prints?"

They nod before speaking up.

"Apologies if I creeped you out. I should have been more polite."

"It's alright."

The heavy sigh probably didn't sound very convincing, but at this point, he didn't really care.

"Why did I do that?"

It's his turn to chuckle now.

"What are you going there for?"

After a few minutes of akward silence, walking in the oddly silent city, their voice rang up again.

"Fixing my coworkers mistakes."

"Ah. That explains why you look so grumpy."

A cheeky smile made its way onto their face, just big enough for Christoff to notice it and turn his eye, first at them then away, perhaps in a bit of embarrassement.

"Grumpy...my little grumpy man."

Their hand affectionately pulls at Jebus' cheek.

"You'd be mad too if you worked with fools."

"I told you."

"Oh, hush now."

Jebediah didn't realize how it happened, maybe because he didn't pay much attention, maybe because he didn't care much, but he was now conversing with the stranger. Conversing as in listening to them ramble on about whatever.

He looks up at the umbrella. Isn't their arm tired by now?

He looks down at his briefcase. God he hopes nothing inside got wet. At least the stranger was there to make sure that didn't happen for the last ten or thirty minutes or so.

He looks at their face, and they make eye contact.

They smile.

He looks away in embarrassement.

They make eye contact, the thunder illuminating the savior's angel and revealing all their traits. From the smallest shine to the slightest bump.

He smiles.

Finally, after a walk that felt way too long, but not necessarily unpleasant, they reach the dimly illuminated "Nextus Prints".

"Oh...I've been talking a lot haven't I?"

They stop in front of the bulding, face suddenly laced with worry.

"No worries."

He didn't admit to not actually disliking it. It helped distract him from his frustrations and their voice was nice to listen to.

Once in front of the desk, they stepped aside for him to go at the counter first.

"Oh, I think the rain is starting to stop."

Jebus opens his tired eyes to check for himself.

"Ah, it is. Looks like we won't have to move tonight then."

"Great."

They grab him by the waist.

"I wanted to cuddle a bit anyways."

Jebus is laid on top of them as they spread their body over the bed, not without a blush from the savior.

As Jebediah finished giving out his reports, he saw the stranger resting their arms on the windowsill, looking out to the flooding city. He would have notified them, but frankly, they looked rather peaceful, he didn't want to disturb them. So, while waiting for the receptionist to be fully done with his own business, he simply stood close. Not close enough to seem strange or alarming, just enough to be able to see their face lit up by the electric glow of lampshades and neons, then by the storm, both of them alone in the administrative building.

He suddenly remembered the wet paper in his pocket. Crap, he forgot to give that one away. How annoying...

Unfortunately, the person at the counter was already gone, so he moved in front of it, waiting for them to come back. He turned around, resting his lower back against the desk as he rubbed his forehead and sighed for what was probably the fiftieth tile that night, before realizing the stranger was now looking at him. Must have made some noise without noticing.

"My apologies, I've been having a bad day."

"It's alright, I think I could tell anyway."

A few more moments of silence passed.

"Thank you for the umbrella, by the way."

They turned back to him, eyebrows raised, before smiling.

"Of course."

For the first time since they first saw eachother, Jebediah smiled back at the stranger. It was discreet and polite, but enough for their own to widen slightly as they turned back to the window.

"It seems like the rain is dying down. You won't need me anymore."

He bent down a little, and they were right.

Eventually, his name was called, and he went to fix up whatever was needed.

After that, another name was called, and the stranger at the window walked up and past him.

A few minutes later, they walked out of the bulding, and to their surprise saw the old man standing right outside, lightly resting against the moist wall.

"I like the rain, if that was your question."

He says as to answer their silence.

"...Right."

They look around a little, then at Jebediah.

"Goodbye."

He could hear the smile in their voice, but as he tried to get a look at it, they'd had already dissapeared.

He stood in the silence of the dying storm for a few moments, before making his way home as well.

As he did, the name that was called out at the desk echoed through his mind. He quickly tried to shake it off.

It's not like that random stranger will be somebody important anytime soon...

The events of that night echo through the head he rests against his lover's torso. Simply mentioning something can bring back a lot of nostalgia, can it? The thought is the last to pass his mind, as he closes his eyes and finally falls into slumber, holding the one he carries dear in his heart close to his body.

---------------------------

Agagaga the ending is rushed sorry

#OMGGGGGGG #DUDE #I'm GOING INSANEEEE!!!! GRRRGRGRGGGGRRR!!!!!!!#SOBSSSS

15 notes · View notes

headlessjest · 13 days

Text

I've been getting into the Predator movies lately.

Wolf is pretty cool.

109 notes · View notes

headlessjest · 27 days

Note

i have no idea how long it’s been since I’ve asked on this page

uhhhhhh

V-PUNK KISS JUMPSCARE OR WHATEVER!!

V-PUNK JUMPSCARE!!! *Loud foxy jumpscare!!!!!!!*

39 notes · View notes

headlessjest · 1 month

Note

Jebus x jealous reader plz ^__^ im on my knees

I had this happen to me before.

#madness combat #madcom #madness project Nexus #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #madness project nexus x reader #jebus x reader #mc jebus x reader #madness combat art #madcom art #madness combat doodle #madcom doodle #madness combat jebus #madcom jebus #Im sorry I haven't posted in awhile #life stuff is crazy

39 notes · View notes

headlessjest · 2 months

Text

Plushy cuddle!!!

This idea was from my IRL friend.

83 notes · View notes

headlessjest · 2 months

Text

Tumblr is kind of a bitch so I had to delete the asks because I couldn't work on them

Anyways, I'm sorry that I couldn't do a oneshot because of a lack of creativity and motivation, so I hope headcanons will be okay

@acosmicowl I might as well tag you, hope it doesn't bother you

Hank and Jebus hurt/comfort headcanons

---------------------------

Hank:

-He probably wouldn't understand you are feeling down at first, and even when he does it's hard for him to figure out how to properly help you out, so excuse them if they seem like they don't care at first.

-The impression could also be due to the fact that he always makes sure whether you prefer being alone or not, which is often done by staying outside of your room and peeking his head through the door frame every few minutes to see how things are going.

-bro expects you to give him signals he doesn't understand /j

-Once he gets that he is needed though, Hank rushes in like he was paid for it to bring anything that could make you feel even a little bit better. Cuddles, emotional support, someone's corpse, bubble wrap, he'll dig through hell and beyond to get it.

-And yes, his first reflex is to ask who's fault it is that you are sad so that he can tear them to shreds. He sometimes has trouble understanding that the blame can't always be attributed to a single person in tough situations.

-Hank is always very careful not to overwhelm you with their attempts at comfort, so it's always very soft during these times, often with them either holding or watching over you, whispering any word of comfort they can think of, showing you something you like, even just standing in the same room. Anything that could make you feel even a little bettter.

-Even though Hank isn't physically affectionate, he'd of course be willing to do anything for you.

-So congratulations! You now have the power to make the most monsterously murderous man in what is left of the world do anything you desire with the move of a finger!

-If you're feeling physically unwell, he could bring you to Doc or any other S.Q medic, but he honestly prefers to take care of you himself if they can help it. He has a surprising amount of medical knowledge from constantly needing it.

-Hank gets so damn happy when you start feeling better. Even a tiny grin or chuckle will immediately have him happy stimming and doing whatever got that reaction over and over again in hopes of getting it again.

Jebus:

-As mentioned in a previous oneshot, this mf has a damn sad partner detector. Seriously, you don't know how he always seems to sense your need for comfort from the other side of Nevada.

-That doesn't matter much though, because even at the other side of Nevada he'll make sure to listen to his strange sixth sense and join you as soon as possible.

-He may try to hide the fact that he is extremely worried about you (he kind of always is, actually) but all it takes would be one question about it for the mask to fall off. He just can't say no to that pretty face of yours.

-Don't get your hopes up about using the keystone fragment though, he would NOT let you manipulate it...not for more than a few minutes at least.

-(The five minutes of you using the halo are marked by the most loving look anyone has ever seen on this man. Often times he wonders how he got the privilege to spend his life with someone as wonderful as you.)

-Once he gets his powers back, best believe he will do some magic tricks to cheer you up. It's very mesmerizing to see the dissonance energy in such a slow and calm manner, especially when he sneaks in little compliments and soft affirmations withing the visual effects. (Your look of surprise when "I love you" appeared within the magic particles still makes his heart stutter when he thinks about it.)

-You...honestly thought he would have better advice when you two settle down to talk about it (if you want to of course, he would never force you to do something you're uncomfortable with). But hey, it's the thought that counts, and he even prepares you a drink and some snacks!

-Do you like science? Do you like random sciency facts? Well you're in luck, because Jebus has all the random sciency facts! He can go on for hours explaining the funky things he knows if it's for you!

-Jebus is, as to not be too unpolite, rather an asshole most of the time. He's aware of this, it's why he takes extra care in reassuring you, keeping you close with his raspy voice whispering every loving affirmation he knows. He treats you like damn royalty, even more than usual.

-You are truly important to him. He once thought of the nickname "my Nevada" for you because just like the state, he feels the duty to protect you. Except this time it is possible.

#SOBBING #I LOV YOU IDYAT #YOUR WRITING IS BEAUTIFUL!!!!!!!#Madness combat #madcom #madness combat x reader #madcom x reader #madness combat jebus #madness combat hank #madcom jebus #madcom hank #jebus x reader #hank x reader #mc jebus x reader #mc hank x reader

9 notes · View notes

headlessjest · 3 months

Note

could you maybe consider drawing crackpot stuck in a glue trap. thanks