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#madcom jebus x reader
idyat · 6 days
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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
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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
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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."
"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.
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Agagaga the ending is rushed sorry
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multi-fandomsfreak · 8 months
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totes plz write a white hank or jebus x scenemo reader. like big ass hair and stuff!! make reader rlly bright and colorful. i think it’s jus funny to imagine any of the main cast with a bright ass grunt funny teeheee :3
White Hank And Jebus With A Scenemo!Reader
Hey thanks for the ask
Honestly it is kind of funny if you think about it. On one hand there’s a normal grunt, just plain grey then there’s another that’s literally a grunt version of a glowstick. Also, I did both White Hank and Jebus because why not (mainly did so because their both my favourite characters besides Deimos). Hope you enjoy. ~J/Blaze
Pronouns: They/Them
Warning: ⚠️Mentions of Murder + Slight mention of dead bodies⚠️
Requested: Yes/No
Characters: White Hank + Jebus
Proofread: ❌
Credits: Art by spingkalavan (White Hank) and FoReVeRDiRt00 (Jebus) on Pinterest + Banner by loverxcandy on Pinterest
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White Hank:
- Honestly when she first saw you and your style, she was immediately interested in it. The only colours she’s seen are different shades of black, white and red. Then all of a sudden a grunt version of a highlighter just appears.
- She’s definitely going to ask you about your style. She couldn’t really help it, it’s so interesting to her. She’ll be more than happy to listen to you rant about how much you like your style as well as every single detail about it.
- If someone even dares to judge you for your style or even worse insults you because your style is different, well time to say bye bye to them. Because they’ll be dead. She’s literally a female version of Hank. What do you expect? She’s not going to have someone talk shit about you all because you're a little different. It’ll probably go something like this:
+ “Do you see that grunts clothing? They look so bad right?” Two other grunts slightly chuckled to themselves as they eye you up and down. But before they knew it white Hank suddenly appeared beside them and said “care to repeat what you’ve said about them?” She said, already holding a weapon in hand.
-She desperately wants to touch your hair. It looks so goddamn fluffy to her that she can’t help it. But she didn’t really want to mess it up and plus she’s not really upfront when it comes to that so she ends up keeping it to herself until you’ve come to notice her constantly staring at your hair to which you asked if she wants to play with it and she quietly says yes. Of course you didn’t mind and said she could play with it.
- I’d like to think that she got you things in your style that reminded her of you. Well most of it was probably stolen from dead bodies and similar things but hey it’s the thought that counts, right? Maybe she might get some for herself so the two of you could match.
Jebus:
- When first meeting you Jebus was a little caught off guard when he saw your style. All of a sudden he saw all this colour on a single grunt. He wasn’t sure what to say about it but he wasn’t going to judge you for it so he kept silent about it, asking some questions here and there but overall minded his business about it. If you were happy with it then he doesn’t have any reason to tell you otherwise.
- Just like White Hank and carrying on from the previous sentence he’s going to ask some questions about it. It may not look like he’s interested in it but he’s surprisingly taking in a lot of notes about it. Keeping in mind about your style.
- Again just like White Hank if anyone dares speak ill of your choice of clothing especially when he is around, he won’t be so kind letting them be let go in one piece. Do they seriously think it’s best to disrespect someone he’s friends with? They must be stupid if they think it is
- I have a feeling he wouldn’t really be interested in things like playing with your hair unlike White Hank, one because he doesn’t want to mess it up and two he isn’t interested in those kind of things but to make up for it he does compliment you about it and your style just so it doesn’t look like he’s not interested in it.
- If he’s feeling nice enough maybe he might get you a few things that may go along to your style but that’s pretty much it. He’s not too fond of the style on himself but he does like it on you. But maybe a few times here and there he might let you do a little style makeover on him and try the things himself.
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headlessjest · 6 months
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How about some romantic stuff!! Some of y'all need your romance.
Hanging out HCs
Ft: Hank, Deimos, Sanford, Jedediah, Tricky, Sheriff, 2BDamned, Phobos, and Auditor.
Hank:
・I think y'all would probably just stay home.
・You both just had a very stressful mission, so why not relax back at the apartment.
・They'll probably watch TV with you with the few tv stations Nevada can have.
・Cuddling is something he can do with you too. Just on bed or on the couch and just cuddle.
・There will be a couple times where he just lays on the ground with you and wonder what the hell happened to this place.
・"(Name)... Thank you.."
Deimos:
・Going out and eating Burger Gil's!
・Deimos just wants to enjoy his favorite food place with you.
・This can also be an excuse to to eat at Gil's in general, but it's nice to do it with you.
・When y'all are done at eating at Gil's, maybe a quick trip to the bakery.
・He threw up the Burger Gil's on the way there so you had to carry him back home.
・"That burger was sure good, but you're just as good."
Sanford:
・Alright, endless stary night, blanket, and you two. That's how it's gonna go.
・Just you two hanging out on a hill and looking up on the stary night, relaxing.
・There will be a few times bandits will try and get you two, but that's why y'all brought guns to this evening.
・Other than getting interrupted by bandits and a couple of zeds, this hangout is wonderful for the both of you.
・You accidentally fell asleep during this, but Sanford didn't mind carrying you back.
・"Thank you for this time, sweetie.."
Jedediah:
・Going scavenger hunting.
・Jedediah surprisingly enjoys collecting stuff. It calms him down, and doing it with you makes him extra calm.
・You'll probably find a old coin or a rock with a cool texture and look to it and dash back to Jeb to show him.
・He also sometimes finds cool looking rocks and gives them to you. Like penguins.
・After going around and finding some cool stuff, you and Jeb head back home and organize all the stuff you both found.
・"These are beautiful, darling.. Just like you."
Tricky:
・Y'all go partying.
・I think y'all would also listen to your both favorite songs when partying. (His being all ICP songs and the chicken dance remix.)
・I think after the partying stuff is over with, y'all kinds just head back home and relax after the long night.
・If you get overwhelmed at the party, Tricky will notice and try to find a way to calm you down.
・Other than that y'all actually have a great time.
・"CL0WN L0V3S Y0U!!!1!1!"
Sheriff:
・I think y'all would hang out at a nice bar. (If possible that is..)
・I think he took you to the bar in the first place because it was the easiest place to go without him freaking the fuck out and being horrified.
・Also, because he's been busy lately and wanted to spend time with you.
・He might also get a little drunk from drinking too much.
・You also had to drag him back home.
・"Darlin'... When do you get so beautiful/handsome?"
2BDamned:
・Y'all also stay home.
・He just wants to relax with you and just hang out in bed. Nothing much really.
・He also is just a little stressed with everything, so relaxing with you seems like a perfect thing for the time being.
・I think y'all would also watch a quick movie for fun. Like a older movie from the later 90s and early 2000s.
・Other than that, relaxing with you makes his day better, no matter what.
・"This means a lot to me, (Name).. Thank you.."
Phobos:
・I think he would dance with in his office.
・The red lighten room and the slow jazz playing in the background, just you two slow dancing for the joy of it.
・Phobos made sure that no one would bother you both during this. I mean, quite literally.
・I think during this, you might doze off a bit from the slow atmosphere.
・Phobos does notice this and y'all get ready for bed.
・"Tonight was lovely.. We should do this again.."
Auditor:
・I think y'all just hang out and watch cat videos all night long.
・Most romantic thing I've ever heard.
・I think you both would also hold eachothers hand during too. Auditors love language is physical touch. (Somehow..)
・Another thing is that whenever you both see a cat that reminded of you both, you would point it out.
・This also made you both question about getting a cat.
・"Hm, a fur baby seems nice."
I'm absolutely shaking rn. Ate an entire tub of coffee icecream, also mixed with the excitement of watching the fnaf movie tomorrow!!!!
-Jester
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hai
if its alr with you, can i please request an auditor x angel!reader?? im so STARVED for auditor content 😭😭
Feather light and black as night
Auditor x Angel!Reader
The contrast between you and your lover was almost comical in nature. Auditor, a being of hellfire, destruction, darkness and doom, and you, in pristine white robes, gilded jewellery, gold painted nails, and a beautiful decorated halo behind you head.
A vicious warmongerer in black and blood red, and a pure light of salvation seeking to heal wounded and lost sheep in your shared domain.
Your feathered ears twitched softly, listening intently to the wayward sinner before you, his burned out red eyes full of anger and indignant righteousness. "I understand your plight, shepard, but you and I both know calling on my kin to purge the land of this wickedness won't work. There are factors at play that put all of us in danger, and calling on Heaven's highest orders will amount to thousands of holy souls lost."
"This is unjust and you know it! A fellow angel should realise this! Wicked sin has scorned this earth and continues to mount, you think Heaven's gates will be safe should they learn a way to access theme?" Jebediah slammed his hands on your desk, his own damaged wings spreading wide. "It's only a matter of time before this wickedness spills over, and even Heaven itself will be corrupted."
"Have you no faith in the lord, Christoff?" Blinking slowly, your feathery eyelashes somehow fanning the flames of his damaged soul. "I know you're desperate for a solution, this is your home. But I cannot call upon those higher than me, even if I wanted to. Rest assured, we are watching, and when the time is right, Heaven's gates shall open, and salvation shall come to all the land. Patience, Christoff, is a virtue after all."
Jeb folded his wings behind his back, despite how often he came to argue his point, he would always back down at your words. You knew deeply he was soothed by the presence of a divine being, seeking to vent his anger and conflicted feelings at someone he shared ambitions with. "I shall continue this plight alone then, for now."
"You're never alone, Christoff. The lord is with you always. Go now in peace, shepard. May the light shine with you."
"And with you." As he left your office, the Auditor passed him, and slipped in, seeing as you were now alone.
"Is he bothering you again?" He knew of Jeb's reoccurring visits too, a desperate wannabe holy soul begging for reassurance he was on the right path.
"Not at all." Your wings fluffed up as you stood. "Greetings, Auditor. How may I aid you today?" The light of your halo illuminated your features, bathing everything in divine holy light.
Auditor shut the door with a flick of his wrist. "It's an informal visit, this time." He crossed the room and his figure melded to yours, his flames rolling into each crevice in your robe, swirling into your hair, gliding between your feathers.
To an angel, no matter their rank, touching wings was seen as the highest form of intimacy, saved for family, close friends, and lovers. "I'm still supposed to be working, my love," If Auditor had knees, they'd be weakening right now.
The sweet pet name, love, and the fact you called him yours. The words rolled off your tongue often enough, but the sparks in his stomach never dimmed, no matter how much you used them, never losing their lustre.
"Do you have any idea how maddening it is having you so close, but never close enough with those prying eyes?" Auditor longed to bask in your holiness every second of the day, but both of you had work to attend to, making his desires impossible.
You'd been sent down initially by your arch angel to help convert sinners, purgatory and hell having too high an intake for the demons to keep track of, and heaven offered to lighten the load, as long as the wayward would allow light into their hearts.
His lips brushed against yours, the heat of his body rushing over you, and instinctively you kissed back, hand cradling the back of his head, his hands coming to rest in the curve of your back and on your spine.
Reflexively, your spine plumage puffed up, an indicator of relaxation. "We still have much to do before we retire for the night," You mumbled softly, but you leaned further in his arms, letting him secure you in his grasp.
"You're not backing off though, angel." Auditor teased you. If you really wanted to, he'd let you go, but both of you knew you didn't want that right now. His touch felt good, and it had been a long day already. "Care to split early and allow me to indulge in your presence?"
A stubborn hardass, but Audi had a soft spot for you, not only because of the power you represented, but because your attitude. You were a lot more positive than the other people he was surrounded by, and that was what attracted him to you to begin with.
"Very well, I suppose we've earned some time to ourselves." You wriggled from his grasp, much to his mumbling protests, but you needed to turn your sign around. 'The Angel is OUT, please return at 6am.'
Auditor's body once again embraced yours, he was feeling rather clingy today. His hands rolled over your arms, fingers interlacing with yours, his chest pressed into your back, head resting on your shoulder, carefully avoiding being stabbed by the spikes of your halo. "Are you finished here dear?"
A gasp left your lips as he lightly nibbled your neck. "Behave!" Your wings puffed up, eyes opening on them to stare at him. "Such behaviour in public is inappropriate!" Even with nobody around, angelic prudishness still shone through.
"Then allow us to go somewhere more private?" Darkness filled the room, and suddenly you were both in the Auditor's private chambers. It was dimly lit by candles, and soft ambient lighting from fairy lights on the ceiling. Lavender incense burned on his side table, bed carefully laid with your favourite comforter and pillows.
"You've been slacking off work to do this, haven't you?" You giggled, turning to see him changing into lounge wear, hanging his suit up to keep it crisp and straight.
"Perhaps a little. But you're worth the effort, and so much more, carissima." You opened your drawers, taking out your own lounge robes, slits in the back to fit your wings into. Fresh white linens with golden embroidery, folded with care and neatly in line. "Lay down, I would like to prune your wings, if you'll allow me."
Audi melted into the floor, flames rolling over the ground and onto the bed, before he manifested again, patting his lap. He really, really loved your wings. "Very well, seeing as how much effort you've put into this." Slumping down onto your shared bed, you spread your left wing over his lap, and he carefully began to run his fingers into the white plumage.
Black and red mixing with white and gold, a harsh contrast that seemed to fit so well together. "Ah amica mea, you're too kind." Again your spines puffed up, relaxing as Audi's warm hands massaged your wings and pulled out loose feathers.
Latin, oh, you nearly made him swoon. "Anything for you carissima."
"I do have a query, dear."
"Yes my lover?"
"What do you do with my loose feathers?"
Ah.
"I.. Keep them. In my suits. Replace them once they get frayed and worn. It's nice to have little pieces of you with me when you can't be there physically." He leaned down, kissing your wing softly.
"Unfair, why don't I have something like that?" You giggled playfully, not being serious.
Auditor's face turned red, that was unexpected. "I could offer you that if you wanted." You looked up at him, his face flush and burning. "There is nothing you could ask for that I couldn't deliver." He summoned a golden necklace, a tiny vial acting as the pendant. Slowly unscrewing the top, he placed a piece of his fire into the jar, sealing it shut again. "Sit up, let me put it on you."
You obeyed, rising to your knees and turning your back to him, sweeping your hair out of the way, allowing him to attach the chain. "It's perfect," Touching the bottle, you felt heat radiating from it, the same warmth when he touched you.
"And how perfectly it adds to you." He smiled, cuddling into you. "What a wonderful idea, now people will be aware of the fact you're mine."
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distressedwalnut · 2 years
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Welcome to Jeb hours
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abstract-crossverse · 2 years
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POV: you're in a polycule with these two
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anonymousteamfortress · 8 months
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Requests + Rules
Hello my little doves! I'm Anonymous, but you can call me Anon. I've had prior experience on here with a different account, that I will not name because it's complicated. Nevertheless lets cut to the chase shall we? I'm starting out small with these two fandoms
Characters I will write for :
Team Fortress 2
The Scout
The Sniper
The Spy
The Soldier
The Engineer
The Heavy
The Pyro
The Demoman
The Medic
Miss Pauling
Madness Combat
Hank J. Wimbleton
White Hank
Pink Hank
Happiness Hank
Deimos
Sanford
2BD
Tricky
Auditor
Mag Agent Torture
Jebus
Rules
Types of stuff I'll write ?
Fluff
Platonic
Lime
Lemon
Smut
Angst
Yandere
Match-ups
What formats do I use ?
Headcanons
Oneshots / Drabbles
Weird mix of headcanons and story?
What will I NOT write ?
The following themes are what I will not write, this is non negotiable:
Incest, Pedophelia, Character x Character
Thankyou for listening, and please don't be shy to request!
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creatorthegod · 11 months
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Yandere Madness combat x Tricky! Reader
Hello everyone I have a poll up to decide what character to wright for and I just wanted to do Tricky, but don't worry the winner of the poll will still get a story and some stories have have multiple parts, also is you chose a character for the poll and did no win don't worry I will do other stories with the characters.
Below here has some smut in it
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Everyday was the same go to work,get some of the project done, get called to the director's office, stay there for the rest of the day, go home and if it was friday watch Slaughter Time. I enter the large building grunts greeting me as I walk by, as I enter the lab I notice that Christoff what not here yet, I only manage to sit down for a few seconds before a grunt tells me the the director needs me, I stand up and start walking, each step making me more nervous than before until I was at the office door, I take a deep breath before pushing open the door. Inside sitting at the chair was Phobos and in front of him was his desk "Y-you wanted t-to see me s-sir" I stuttered out, I could feel the sweat coming down on my face, "Yes Dr. (y/n) why don't you have a seat" his voice had a slight teasing tone, as I look around I find no chair "u-um sir w-where should I sit" I ask him and I could see a smirk growing on his face as pats his leg, a slight blush appears on my face"A-are you sure s-sir I am a bit on the...heavier side" I look down at my body, I was a little bit overweight but Christoff said he loved that about me, a growl cuts off my thoughts as I looked back at Phobos, I let out a small meep before hurriedly going over to his side, sitting on his legs and lap, he then pulled me in so my head was on his chest, I could feel the heat on my face as he continued to work all while grabbing at my fat and petting my hair.
time skip
My face was burning red, I was faced away from Phobos, his cock inside me it seemed he just wanted me to sit there and be quiet, I let out a few whimpers as his cock rubbed against my g-spot, "s-sir" I say as a tiny wimper, he then hums in acknowledgment his hands still holding on my body "I-i should go and make sure C-Christoff is doing good on the p-project" Phobos grip then tightened as he then thrusts up, I let out a moan as I feel the stimulation "Don't speak of him in my presents" Phobos growls as he continues to thrust until I was bent over and he was standing behind me, he continued and I felt my breathing become erratic and I came on Phobos and soon he came in me "If I put little godlings in you, you will finally realize who you belong to" my face was as red as it could be, he pulls out and I put my clothing back on "W-well I will see you tomorrow s-sir" I say walking out of the room, I slightly rub my ass as I walk back to the lab I then notice the clock 'Is it really time to leave" I say to myself as I walk in to pick up my things, I spot Christoff as he walks up to me "Where were you" he asks " Oh the director wanted to see me" "for the whole day?" "I guess so" I reply grabbing my things before heading out with him, he then notices the rubbing " Are you ok?" he asks with concern "Oh yes I just fell and It hurts a little" "oh well then would you like me to walk you home " I nod my head as we continued walking chatting about different things, at least today is friday.
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orderly-anon · 1 year
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hello ! i really enjoyed the sheriff hc’s :) i was wondering if you can write any romantic headcanons for Jebediah ?
thank you <3
Oh? This'll be fun!
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//DOCTOR JEBEDIAH CHRISTOFF\\
ROMANTIC HCS
Prescription: General Yandere Romantic Headcanons
Side Affects: Obsessive Behavior, Delusional Thoughts, Implied Murder, Stalking, Panic attack
Doctor's Notes: Reader is a random grunt. Takes place after the Fall of Nexus.
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]] Jebediah does not form attachments easily. At least, he tries not to.
]] But you were. . . different. Maybe he was only attracted to you aesthetically, but he wouldn't ever say so. He was convinced that you needed him from the moment he saw you.
]] He didn't mean to stalk you, he just wanted to keep you safe! Without your knowing consent, inevitably.
]] Jeb believes himself to be a savior. Your savior. He needs to protect you from everyone he distrusts Hank and his dissenter friends, and he will do whatever it takes to do that.
]] He would never kidnap you, but he would try to weasel himself into your life.
]] Your first meeting with him was. . . a doozy.
]] "Be not afraid." "WITH ALL DUE RESPECT, THIS IS THE SCARIEST MOMENT OF MY LIFE."
]] Noticing the blood on his hands, you take a step back. He takes a step forward and repeats his statement. "Be not afraid," he growled.
]] You whimpered, and tears sprang to your eyes. He noticed this and quickly approached.
]] Most grunts like affection, yes? So surely you would too. He places a hand on your cheek as you devolve further into panic.
]] He gently shushes you, guiding you to a seated position. He smiles at you. "Your savior is here."
"And I will keep you safe forever."
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dummysalmon · 1 year
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new cover for the MadComxReaders! text and no text variant. check the fic if you'd like
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arisunakayama · 2 years
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MADNESS COMBAT X READER MASTERLIST
All readers except in “Pandora’s Box” will be gender neutral until specified.
What I will do:
Gore
Smut
ReaderXCanonXCanon
Angst
Platonic/Familial underage (AND ONLY PLATONIC/FAMILIAL)
What I will NOT do
Underage
Any weird or gross fetish
CanonXCanon (Sorry, this is a reader masterlist for a reason. Maybe some other time.)
List may continue as time goes on
Hank J Wimbleton
Main 4 who’s S/O knits during their downtime
Main 4 meeting AgencyFounder!S/O
Hank with an S/O who’s a Physiatrist
Yandere!Hank X Reader X Tsun!2BDamned
Main 4 with an S/O who has insane reflex/intuition
Main Four with a really Sweet/Generous Convenience Store/CEO! S/O
Fluffy!Main Four + Tricky X Reader
2BDamned
Main 4 who’s S/O knits during their downtime
Main 4 meeting AgencyFounder!S/O
Yandere!Hank X Reader X Tsun!2BDamned
Main 4 with an S/O who has insane reflex/intuition
Main Four with a really Sweet/Generous Convenience Store/CEO! S/O
Fluffy!Main Four + Tricky X Reader
Deimos
Main 4 who’s S/O knits during their downtime
Main 4 meeting AgencyFounder!S/O
Deimos w/ VampireGang!S/O
Main 4 with an S/O who has insane reflex/intuition
Main Four with a really Sweet/Generous Convenience Store/CEO! S/O
Fluffy!Main Four + Tricky X Reader
Sanford
Main 4 who’s S/O knits during their downtime
Main 4 meeting AgencyFounder!S/O
Main 4 with an S/O who has insane reflex/intuition
Main Four with a really Sweet/Generous Convenience Store/CEO! S/O
Fluffy!Main Four + Tricky X Reader
Sanford with a Younger Brother
Phobos
I Don’t Believe In Gods
Infuriating
Dating Phobos Headcanons
Auditor
What dating The Auditor would be like
Tricky/Dr. Hoffnar
Dr. Hoffnar with his S/O Headcannon
Please Believe Me!
Fluffy!Main Four + Tricky X Reader
Tricky X Mime!Reader
Jebediah Christoff/Jebus
Coming soon
Pandora’s Box
Main 4 meeting AgencyFounder!S/O
I Don’t Believe In Gods
Main Four with a Sweet/Generous Convenience Store/CEO! S/O
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headlessjest · 2 months
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Plushy cuddle!!!
This idea was from my IRL friend.
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What the bois would get you for Valentines day
Happy valentines day ducklings
Hank - A heart, still warm and bloody
Sanford - Flowers and handmade cupcake
Deimos - Chocolates, but he'd try and eat some too
Doc - A kiss. For a guy who doesn't do much physical affection, it's a lot
Tricky - The corpse of someone you dislike
Jebus - Flowers and a hand written letter with mushy love stuff
Crackpot - A set of wings like his own
Phobos - Expensive jewellery with red diamonds carved into heart shapes
Auditor - His full and undivided attention, plus being treated like royalty with a spa day while agents wait on you hand and foot
Torture - MAG size teddy bear with plush nails in its head to look like him
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saltymongoose · 2 years
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Could you write yandere hcs for Jeb?
Sure thing, it’s about time we got some of these for Jeb. Here ya go! <3
General Yan!Jebus Headcanons
(TW: Yandere, Obsessive Behavior, Stalking, Mentions of Violence, Manipulation.)
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Jebus honestly never expected to fall in love, especially not with a coworker. You were a lower-level scientist who managed a smaller team, verifying data and reporting any errors you came across. And that’s how he came to know you, from you coming up to him and pulling his attention away from his work time and time again. Ordinarily he’d hate such distractions, but with you he found himself liking it. (Perhaps a little too much, according to some.)
Instead of sending you away like he does for everyone else or going silent to end a conversation of small talk, he’ll invite you to stay instead and have another long conversation with him, sometimes even getting coffee for you both. It’s uncharacteristically friendly, but you didn’t know him well enough to tell that it wasn’t normal.
(Something he was rather grateful for, to be honest. He wouldn’t want you to find it weird that he’s only outwardly sociable around you, of course. It might make you suspicious.)
He finds you to be sweet, pure, someone with not a bad word to say about anyone else in the shady organization (despite all their flaws and unethical actions). While Jeb isn’t a fan of how close the other scientists and agents are with you, your kindness and generosity made you stand out from them. Out of everyone he’d come across, only you managed to capture his attention through your little gestures, like when you brought him coffee or when he witnessed you offer to take a haggard-looking coworker’s shift.
Your intelligence is also a breath of fresh air and he thinks you’re unbelievably interesting. He wants to hear your thoughts on everything, from your work to the Nexus Core’s business, to even simple things like your daily life. He wants to know about your history too, about what led you to Nexus City and how you became the unique person you are. He wants to know what makes you tick. 
(Though not at all because it would make it all the more easy for him to exploit those details, of course not. Christoff is above that. Or at least that’s what he tries to convince himself.)
Jebus isn’t the type of yandere to "openly" fawn over you, it could cause you to get in trouble, and he'd hate for that to happen. Instead, he’ll get you little gifts and leave them on your desk, all things that you’ve mentioned or that he inferred you’d like from your conversations. Well, most of the time at least.
(You didn’t need to know how often he’s eavesdropped on your “private” talks with others and tasked people with following you to know more. That information couldn’t benefit you, so there was no point in notifying you anyway.)
(You appreciate the little presents you find, even if you can’t tell who they’re from or how they know you wanted whatever was given to you. Although some of the gifts were really specific, to the point you found them suspicious. You can’t recall ever mentioning your birthday to anyone at any point in time (Nexus personnel didn’t celebrate that sort of thing in the office anyway due to regulations) so how did they know what flowers and jewelry corresponded with it?)
Sometimes he even writes you long love letters too, carefully sliding them into your assigned locker where you keep your spare lab coats. They’re all multiple pages in length, filled with poetic musings and longwinded words of affection. It’s incredibly well written, to you it seems like whoever wrote it must’ve spent hours getting everything right. 
(And in all truthfulness, it was true. They were all things he’d spent hours thinking of before, and trying to translate just how much he adores you into mere words was honestly quite difficult for him. But he’d spend weeks coming up with the perfect combination of sentences for you to read, his dearest deserved nothing less.)
While you won’t ever be able to tell who exactly is giving them to you, your coworkers have their suspicions. Only someone of a high level would be able to spoil you with so much stuff, but you happened to be on good terms with most of the upper personnel, bar the Director whom you’ve never openly spoken to. They had kind of a bet going on trying to find who it actually was, but in reality, they’d never know. Christoff kept his tracks too well hidden for that, and besides, what he did you win your love wasn’t any of their business to begin with.
(Although he may’ve had to take some more drastic actions to ensure that his plans were hidden. It’s kind of a shame that he had to volunteer that one Agent up for Crackpot’s Zed program, they were a good worker but this is what they got for snooping through his desk and finding the letters. They were for your eyes only. But at least this way he wouldn’t have to clean the unexplained blood off of one of his lab coats again. At least Crackpot's foolish endeavors were good for something in the end.)
But there was one grunt who managed to figure it out; Dr. Hofnarr. As Jeb’s best friend, he’d be really stupid if he missed the way his friend’s gaze lingered on you far too long to be a coincidence (or appropriate) and the way he seemed weirdly nice to you. 
(“Hey, Dr. Christoff, I got a report here on Project Z. I’d give it to Dr. Crackpot but it covers the Sleepwalker program in the first few pages so I figure I’d run it by you first,” you said as you gently placed the stack of papers in front of him. He immediately looked up from his work, red irises meeting yours as he adjusted his glasses. Hofnarr winced to himself, expecting some form of scolding to come from him for interrupting his experiment, but no.
Instead, he was shocked to see the small smile on his friend's face and the oddly-soft look he had as he regarded you. He watched in bewilderment as Jebus welcomed you to sit down with him, even moving a chair so you could be closer. What?)
Although any questioning leads to a stern look from Christoff and the order to drop it and talk about something else, which he concedes to. If he didn’t want to talk about it, it was fine. Besides, Jeb had always been rational, it’s not like it was anything bad to have a little crush on an employee. If anything he was happy for him!
(He’d have a different opinion if he knew of the true extent of his friend's love obsession for you, but that’s just another reason why Jeb would cut off any curiosity he had. He thought it was just a "crush", which Jeb thought was funny, but it was a useful thing for him to believe. He’d hate for Hofnarr to get involved in something so far out of his depth.)
Given how secretive he is about his affections, physical touch is something he keeps at the minimum for now. Not because he wants to, but because you might be removed from his side if anyone finds out that you're a lot closer than you let on (at least to him). The most you'll get is the intentional brush of his hand against yours as you hand him something, or him resting a hand on your shoulder or waist as he passes by you.
(And he thinks about these moments obsessively afterwards, replaying the memories of your warmth and the feeling of your body. Perhaps, once his business was concluded with the Nexus and you accepted his confession, you'd let him touch more of you. You were so receptive to his little gestures so far, it only made sense.)
When it comes to violence, Jebus isn’t above inflicting some harm to keep your budding relationship out of harms way. You getting together was inevitable in his eyes, but he wouldn’t allow anyone to interfere with it regardless. It would be doing a disservice to you, to let anyone get between you and make it possible for someone else less competent to compete for your attention.
While Jeb didn't have a big ego, he was sure that you would appreciate someone who would actually protect you, and more importantly someone with strict morals (unlike the rest of the Nexus' workforce) as your partner.
(He ignores the morality of his own actions with his long observations stalking sessions regarding you, or how ethical it might be for him to go through your things and take little things he's seen you use often like a favorite pen or a "misplaced" tube of chapstick. Morality was relative too, after all.)
Besides, you seemed to love the little gifts and letters he got you; he's positive that you're starting to feel something for the mysterious admirer, judging by how he's seen you blush when looking at the items and reading his writing. He feels like he's bursting with excitement for the first time in ages - it was only a short matter of time before you were truly together!
Although, with the way things are looking with Phobos and the Nexus Core, it seems he might have to up the ante on his hostility towards the other personnel. He’s sure you’d appreciate it, since it was to keep you safe. The others would have to be a lot more careful, but he couldn't care less of what they go through at his hand. As long as you were okay.
As tensions brewed outside your knowledge, he was coming up with a plan. Given the fact that he was your superior, he could technically terminate your employment at any time, and while some others would have questions, it’s nothing a little bribery (or threatening) couldn’t fix. You might cry and beg him for an explanation, but as much as it pains him, it is what's best for you.
He's sure you'd be grateful in the end, when he arrives at your doorstep after slaughtering that Dictator you both worked for and tells you what he's really been up to. With how kind he's been in secret, you'll know that he's never thought ill of you, and perhaps he'll even decide to confess to you right then and there.
(A little manipulative considering the distress you'd be going through with the fall of the city? Maybe, but Christoff isn't exactly one to squander opportunities. Even if you like anyone else, he's sure they'd perish with the rest of the workers anyway. It was convenient, especially with the effects of Crackpot's projects - it's not like you could marry a brain-dead Zed.)
Your relationship with him was a certainty and he's sure that you'd be the happiest with him, end of. After all, who other than Nevada's Savior could someone as kind as you possibly turn to for protection in a decrepit, violent, and impure wasteland of a city?
(Though if anyone dares to try, he'll destroy them like all the rest. It's best not to try leaving him, it'll be easier for you this way. If he has to really hammer in the reality that he'll never let you go, he will. But from the way you get flustered at his few affectionate gestures, he doesn't think he needs to worry all that much.)
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abstract-crossverse · 2 years
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"Madness Day 2022" [Various x Reader, fic, either platonic or romantic, its up for interpretation]
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Another say, another Madness is what youd tell yourself, and today was a somewhat special day, since it celebrated the day Madness came to Nevada
Well... It wasnt particularly celebration, as it sounds wrong to celebrate a day where many were killed ruthlessly, dont you think?
I guess... Think of it as a day everyone takes a day off, a holiday of sorts, where you all take a break from the constant bloodshed, even the AAHW would take a break from searching for Hank
That is if Hank or Tricky don't get bored enough to kill today. Which thankfully hasnt happened during this day in all the years Nevada has been the warzone it constantly is
It was also surprising because the Clown didnt bother killing anyone today either, nor did it pick a fight with Hank whenever they crossed ways, seems like it made a truce with Hank just for these days in specific
In fact, said Clown was currently sitting on your thorn couch, shaking wildly as always, you and the Four men you lived with standing in front of the clown as it looked up at you, eyes snapping between each as it waited for someone to say anything, bouncing its leg rapidly
You, Sanford and Deimos pretty much had the same stare of confusion, Deimos lit another cigarette with his thumb, taking a drag of it before blowing the smoke to the side. Hank glared at rhe clown, though you could feel the same amount of confusion in his glare
He had a truce with Tricky, and as much as he wanted to thow it out of his home, they promised each other that they wouldnt cause physical damage to each other as long as the other didnt inniate combat, the clown was a violent being but at least it stuck to its word, and Hank really didnt feel like being thrown around today, it was one o lf the rare days he could actually relax
Doc let out an aggravated sigh, rubbing his facial cross under his mask
"Clown, what are you doing here?" He questioned, arms crossed under his chest as the hand rubbing his face would limp to the side, palm up
"CLOWN WANTS TO SPEND MADNESS DAY WITH CLOWN'S FRIEND!!" it yelled, leaning forward slightly as happiness laced its glitchy voice
"we're- not your friends though--" Sanford spoke, though being rudely interrupted by the clown
"NOT YOU FOUR, DUMMY. [NAME]! THEY'RE CLOWN'S FRIEND!! :oD" it pointed at you, which made the others look at you in a small amount of shock, Hank glared at you even harder, you almost felt like he felt betrayed
"... Dont look at me like that, he's a cool guy to hang out with if hes not trying to kill people-" you crossed your arms and looked off to the side
they deadpanned at you, they knew you probably didnt mean to friend the clown, as they knew anyone who showed it kindness a few repeated times it immediately clinged to said person
You were a kind soul amongst many who had 'kill or be killed' engraved in their minds beyond repair, youd still be kind to someone even if they tried to kill you, albeit hesitant
Hank gave a disaproving look but didnt say anything, though it understood why the clown would think youre both friends, your kindness in this hard world could be quite addicting, specially for those who havent gotten a single drop of kindness or mercy for years, he'd know
"but did you have to invade our base? Couldnt you have called them outside or arranged a spot for you both to meet at?" Doc added, looking at Tricky once again, gesturing outside
"I MISSED THEM TOO MUCH, YOU ALL ALREADY SEE THEM EVERYDAY! I ONLY SEE THEM EVERY FEW DAYS, CLOWN COULDNT WAIT!! YOU CANT BLAME ME" it whined, getting up from the couch and immediately clinging to you in a hug in a blink of an eye, you flinched lightly, feeling the clowns arms wrap around you firmly, as well as its hand shakingly petting your head
You just accepted you're stuck now, Deimos groaned dramatically, throwing his head back
"cmoooon are you serious? You broke our door just because youre impatient??" He threw his arms to the side as he looked back at Tricky
Theres was a pause, Tricky staring at Deimos as it and you shook, you couldn't help shaking with it, after all it was holding you basically glued to it's body
".... YEAH" Deimos just looked at Tricky with a deadpan and Sanford facepalmed, shortly after, there was a little ahem coming from the door, you all switched your attention to the door
Jeb was standing there, a few bottles of soda under one of his arms "... Hofnarr said there was a party here?-"
"YEAH JEBBY, IT'S HERE! GIMME THOSE!" Tricky let go of you and zoomed to Jeb, taking the sodas from him "WHERE'S KITCHEN?" you just- pointed at the kitchen's door and Tricky ran passed you to it
Hank turned to the man in white "the clown told you there was a party here??"
"well, yes. And he wouldnt stop pestering me to go, so I gave in.. nothings decorated though-"
"yeah! Because there ISNT one! We didnt agree to have a party here-" Deimos kicked in, throwing his arms in the air
While the boys argued with one another, you and Doc went to the kitchen, where Tricky seemed to be looking all around, you spoke first
"Tricky, bud- did you tell people there would be a party here?-"
"YEA! TO CELEBRATE MADNESS!!"
"T-Tricky- this place isnt supposed to be known!-"
"how many did you invite?" Doc interrupted you, sternly asking, Tricky made a comic thinking pose, then counting on his fingers. You and Doc shared a look of tired dismay, you could hear Tricky mumble
"Coward, Jebby, Rat man, Gilly, Gunners... A LOT OF PEOPLE!!" It looked back at you both, smiling under its mask
Doc took a deep breath, getting more and more irritated by the second
"any.. one we should worry about?" You asked, almost pleading with your eyes that Tricky didnt invite any of your enemies here
"OH! I DID INVITE CHIMNEY SMOKE, ELECTRIC ELL, GOOP MAN, GEOMETRY BOI AND THE BITCHASS FIGURE HEAD!" it said, in the most innocent voice it could muster, you both looked at him wide eyed
"you WHAAAT?!?!" you both screamed in sync, catching the attention of the others, as they rushed over to see what was going on, you think you never heard Doc yell like this before, which even surprised you
Tricky reeled back, balancing himself in a cartoony defense, standing in one leg all shriveled up and covering his head with his hands
"ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR GODDAMN MIND???!" Doc yelled, getting in Tricky's face, Sanford stepped, holding back by the shoulders "calm down, Boss, what's going on??"
"ah- Tricky invited almost everyone in Nevada for this 'party' he's throwing here." you explained, "including Auditor, some other guys, and Phobos."
now it was time for the boys to get mad, Hank marched up to the clown, grabbing it by it's jacket's collar and lifting it up "HEY NO! REMEMBER OUR TRUCE FOR TODAY, NO VIOLENCE ALLOWED!!"
Hank glared at it, shaking it roughly, it wasn't really violence if it didn't injure, that's his thought process at least, Tricky made a rattling sound, like shaking a rock inside a metal can "Hofnarr, what in the world?? why would you invite them? you know we're against them!" Jeb butted in as Hank finally stopped shaking the clown
"ITS A PARTY! AND ITS OFF DAY, I THOUGHT IT'D BE UNFAIR TO LEAVE THEM OUT OF THE PARTY!"
"THERE'S NOT EVEN SUPPOSED TO BE A PARTY HERE, WE DIDN'T AGREE TO THAT, AND NOW WE'LL HAVE TO MOVE. AGAIN." Deimos yelled, throwing his cigarette on the ground out of anger, stomping on it to put it out while grumbling, Sanford was also annoyed, a grimace on his face as they'll now have to deal with most people who hate them, hopefully they'll also have the mentality of 'no violence today' for this party
"good lord now we're going to have to deal with them, if Christoff's already here, who's to say they're not already halfway here?-" Doc rubbed his temples, annoyed "could we just, yknow- tell them there was a mistake and that there is no party?" Deimos suggested
"NAH-UH!! WE'RE HAVING THIS PARTY WHETHER YOU LIKE IT OR NOT!" Tricky yelled, Hank dropped the clown back on its feet, your buddies groaned and sighed
Doc began to give out orders, as their 'guests' could be here any minute, at least they'll have a plan "FINE- fine... but if we're going through with this let's at least make this a decent-looking party.. Tricky, since this was your idea, you get to decorate, but don't go overboard. Jebediah, since you don't live here, can you be in charge of getting snacks?-"
"I CALLED STEVE HERE, HE'S BRINGING HOT DOGS! AND GIL'S BRINGING BURGERS!!" the boys looked at Tricky with confused looks, you looked at them with a deadpan "Hotdog Vendor." you simply said, they let out an understanding sound, Tricky looked at them in disbelief "YOU REALLY DIDNT KNOW HIS NAME WAS STEVE?-" "no time for that, you can be upset about it later, Tricks. what else, Doc?"
"alright, still, Christoff, if you can cook anything, and if we have the ingredients, go for it." Jeb nodded, knowing he had no way out of this situation, he already went to the cabinets looking for ingredients and Tricky zoomed off to get decorations
"as for you four, start packing your things and leave them in the truck, Sanford, once you finish packing come help Christoff with the food, Hank help me load the things in, [Name] and Deimos greet the guest. k go go gO-"
And so, you all scrambled off, Doc rushing to the room he had the makeshift medbay in and you four rushing up to the 2nd floor of the building to your makeshift rooms, you had to room with Hank since there were only two rooms, and the duo refused to part. thankfully Hank wasn't that bad of a roommate, you just- woke up sometimes to him staring at you, either staring you down beside your mattress or from his own, it was a little odd but you didn't dare say anything about it, you also found out he sleeps with his mask, bandana, and goggles on, or maybe he just didn't want you seeing his face, which was completely valid
but it's not the time to think about that, you have to pack your things fast before people start coming in
god Tricky, what did you put us into
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thankfully you all didn't have much going on in your rooms aside from most weapons, this wasn't the first time you had to move locations in a hurry, which was good because you were able to load the truck with your stuff pretty quickly, only the medbay was taking a bit longer
Sanford was currently in the kitchen helping Jeb with the last of the snacks they were able to quickly make, and meanwhile, you and Deimos moved the broken doors aside so they wouldn't just be on the ground as people came in, Tricky did a pretty good job on the decor too
black, red and grey balloons around the corners, some paper springs on the ceiling and a big banner on top of the kitchen's entrance saying 'HAPPY MADNESS DAY 2022!!!!!!' inrg red, as well as an identical one on top of the front door
you just wondered where tricky got more couches??? once you came downstairs there was an L-shaped couch around the one you already had, which was also turned to the L couch, as long with two solo ones, and a few metal chairs near the walls for the ones who didn't want to socialize on the couches, he also replaced the tv table with two dining tables lines on the wall for the food
Gil was the first to get there, with multiple bags of burgers on his green arms, Deimos immediately lighted up from his grumpy mood upon seeing the Zed G03LM, rushing over to him with a greeting and helping him carry the burgers inside, the zed slurred a 'thank you' as they went inside
you just finished setting up some towels to look more presentable on the tables as they came in, Sanford and Jeb also came out with the homemade snacks they managed to make and placed them on the table, you walked to stand near the door to greet the next guest went Hank and Doc rushed past you to get to the back of the house to load the last things from the medbay in the truck, almost knocking you over accidentally, Doc chocked a 'sorry' as they left view
you just chuckled, this was a mess huh? at least things were done in time before most of the guests came in, the Hotdog vendor was next, still in his usual apron as he brought his whole ass cart with him
you greeted the man with a smile, who returned the same, he liked you, aside from Tricky you're the only nice client he has, though he's pretty sure Tricky is only more behaved towards him to get hotdogs faster since Steve didn't bend for rude clients
"Hey Steve, glad you could make it!" you said with a wave "Sup, [Name]! good to see you too-.. what happened to your door?-" "Clown." you simply replied, gesturing to the broken doors to the side of the house
Steve chuckled "well isn't that convenient? then I don't have to take the cart inside, could you help me take the dogs inside and hide the cart under the doors?-" "I CAN HELP! I CAN HELP!" Tricky zoomed beside you jumping excitedly like a little kid, making your clothes swoosh a little with the speed he came with-
the hotdog man laughed at Tricky's excitement, accepting the help, the clown immediately rushed off to grab a big plate for the hotdogs, coming back just as quick as both of them began loading the plate
you looked behind them and saw the well-known cowboy coming your way, you began walking to meet him halfway, he tipped his head at you and smiled "howdy, [Name], real nice seein' ya, I ain't late, am I?"
you chuckled at his accent, it always amused you "good to see you too, Sher. no, you're actually pretty early, you can get going inside."
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and bit by bit, more and more Guests came along, first came some familiar faces, Skinner, Dave, Q-bert, Bossman- all in the same ride, then came the Gunner Twins, Crackpot- hell even Garrett showed up,
everyone was already inside by now, chattering and laughter around the room as Tricky chatted with Garrett, Crackpot and Steve about Slaughter Time, Hank just stood in the corned talking to Doc and Skinner leaning on the wall as Deimos chatted with Gil, Sanford and the rest eating and chatting near the tables, this reminded you of the past when Madness wasn't a thing
when everyone wasn't constantly trying to kill each other, the so-called Madness Day was a breath of Fresh air honestly... though you were still missing a couple guests, so you were just standing against the front door waiting. Jeb came up beside you, crossing his arms over his chest
"taking a breather?" he asked, leaning on the wall beside you "ehh, that and waiting for Auditor and co." Jeb sighed aggrievedly "gods.. why did he invite them, they were constantly trying to kill us."
you chuckled, giving him a jab with your elbow "because it would be fair for them not to be invited on an off day, remember?" you recalled what Tricky said earlier, you got a small smile from the older man, he sighed
"... this is oddly peaceful.. it almost feels wrong..."
"I know, right? it's so weird not having to fight for your life against these guys..." you thew your head back, gently bonking the back of your head against the wall, hearing the laughs from inside flood your brain, they actually seem like they're having a good time
silence fell among you both, as you just waited for the last ones to come, feeling the breeze hit your face as you occasionally looked around the land, eventually, Jeb broke the silence
"... [Name], may I be honest with you?"
"sure, what's up, old man?" you joked, looking at him with a grin, he shot you a glare before softening again, looking out at the land and shaking his head with a small smile
"you know, since you came along, things have been a lot more interesting... not much different from a world standpoint but- since I met you, things have been.. different."
"Really?"
he nodded "you brought some light to darkness, it's clear the others like you, you're a pleasing presence, kind, calm and playful, I honestly hadn't seen the four ever really smile as much as they do around you- well, I can't tell for Hank, but I can for Deimos and Sanford, and hear a smile in Doc's voice when you talk to them."
you almost teared up, smiling at him over the sweet words "oh.. Jeb.. that's-"
"Fucking ridiculous." you yelped as you were suddenly picked up, and placed on a broad shoulder, looking down, you realized it was Phobos- now you're damn confused
"Phobos?! you fiend, put them down!" Jeb pulled out his sword, pointing up at Phobos "do not point my own sword at me, Jebediah, I was there when it was made." the Director pushed the sword to the side with his hand "and remember, no violence day, Christoff~" he grinned behind his bandages as Jeb glared at him, hesitantly putting away his sword
"thank you for your patience, by the way, I was quite busy." The Director looked up at you, satisfied that at least someone was decent enough to wait to greet him "ah-.. of course, Director, welcome... May you put me down?-"
Phobos nodded, putting you down and walking inside, you and Jebediah suddletly felt a chill down your spines, you looked in front of you, four cores in different colors decended from the sky, taking form shortly after
The first was Auditor in all his red flaming glory;
Then the blue core, who seemed to have a water like consistency, although you could see what looked like glitches around it and deep blue eyes, they looked tired; you had asked Jeb before about them when you were able to, you recalled this one was called Conductor
The next was the white core, they seemed to have a more geometric or blocky take to its form and white eyes, seemed the more neutral looking of them; you think this is Deliberator
And next was the pink core, who has a goopy like consistence, though while it formed it seemed to fog in your vision, sure they looked a lot more softer then what you initially saw, they had bright pink eyes, look smug and ready to cause chaos; this must be Stygian
Jeb sighed, looking annoyed at rhe four "so you finally decided to show up..."
"oh shut your trap, Christoff, we arrived right at the time the clown gave us... [Name]." Auditor greeted you with a nod, which you returned, he began to walk inside with his friends, the other three waved at you as they passed you and Christoff
You waved back as Christoff rubbed his face "this'll be a long gathering..." You groaned, you laughed softly, hearing Tricky begin to play some music
"tell me about it... Lets get inside before they break tradition and start killing each other over something dumb." You began heading inside, Jebediah couldnt help but smile a little at your remark with a puff from his nose, soon walking inside as well and deciding to join Tricky on the speakers, faintly hearing Phobos talk great shit about himself as always
He thought back on what you two were talking about earlier.... This feels normal.. even with all the interesting faces of those who won their concequences from their actions.. it still felt mostly normal again, no violence, no madness, no fights.. at least physical ones for today
He sighed, a small smile tugging at his lips, until Tricky walked to him
"HAPPY MADNESS DAY, JEBBY!" it exclaimed, handing the other a drink... It had its mask around its neck and back, a drink in its other hand... Was he wearing his old glasses...?
Christoff stared at his friend for a moment, before chuckling and smiling at the Clown
"Happy Madness Day... Hofnarr..."
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I saw your tags. Wolf Jeb and deer s/o??? Hello??? Rot please???? 👉👈
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do i rememebr the context of this ask???? no . d o i care??? also no
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