What's good bruv?

Indie, Non-Selective Gladstone. Gladstone Katoa / He/him / 27 / 5'5" Mun is heavily socially awkward, so it's harder for him to much, usually the other person has to say something first/send something

[hyperionscientist-blog]

the bed is my home

[ninevoltcolt]

hyperionscientist started following you

“Ah! I found the Moon Clowns! Suck it, Doc, I TOLD you they existed!”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“Why is there sucking involved....” “Anyways are you sure, really bruv?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

okay so i was rping tassiter on skype with my bae and whenever he calls jack ‘john’ im just sitting here like... 

or some shit

[handsomejackhoney]

"Oh Jack, Sir I have a question, uh, the stalkers aren't attacking me and i think they're in love with me or something. I'm kinda worried."

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I uh… put stalker pheromones in the sprinkler system to see what would happen. Guess I forgot to check their feeding schedules, heheh… Oops?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“Context is needed here. Because to me bruv it sounds like something way different. Also let me remind you that I can actually pet them.”  “Feels rough.”

[handsomejackhoney]

"Oh Jack, Sir I have a question, uh, the stalkers aren't attacking me and i think they're in love with me or something. I'm kinda worried."

“Hm? Oh, yeah, I uh… put stalker pheromones in the sprinkler system to see what would happen. Guess I forgot to check their feeding schedules, heheh… Oops?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“I hope they’re not gay for me, that’d be weird......and it’s just a coincidence that you put that stuff in there... i’m not looking forward to being chased by human hungry  gay stalkers at that” 

[hyperionscientist-blog]

au where gladstone gets along with the stalkers because damn,, they’d make some great pets

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?” (The only one I could find that wasn't too cruel ha--)

/Tbh nobody is ever mean to gladstone,, so good/

If it wasn’t obvious, being questioned like so is not one of his top priorities, but hey it was good to learn from so. Gladstone had too much on his mind to actually care. This had to be done; Pet a friggin Stalker. Being in R&D meant not fucking with the specimens and all of the other stuff there. But even so the smaller male thought with was a better ideas. “Ah yeah bruv. Releasing em out of their cages and trying to tame em would be better. Hope ya got protection somewhere.”

[devioussniper-blog]

“It sure will,” Rhys agreed, kneeling back down and draping his arms loosely over Comet’s neck, licking his lips and letting out a slow, semi-uneven breath. He knew exactly what Gladstone did, this stalker wasnt better off than any of the others, it would probably be eaten alive, giving how friendly it actually was. This, despite his original fear of Comet, upset him greatly for quite a few reasons. Like, really? A friendly stalker, a single in at least a million, and it would probably be killed in a matter of days. The thought frustrated him and made him shiver all at the same time, and he /hated/ it. “We should go,” Rhys told Gladstone, standing back up and shoving his hands back into his pockets. “You get your raise and.. we hopefully get this big guy out of here, huh?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“I hope everyone looks at us like we’re crazy so Comet can get em.”    He was having a bit too much fun there, before smiling wide. He honestly hoped things would go smoothly here, they could just adopt him and take the guy home. No fighting, no bribing, nothing that would take longer or would hurt them. After all, he’s getting a promotion. What couldn’t be more better than that? Upon seeing Rhys, he gave another warm chuckle.  “Come on Bruv.”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

i have that overwhelming feeling of wanting to send someone an ask but i’m struggling haha im such a mess

[hyperionscientist-blog]

@hyperionaccountant YOU LITERALLY CAN’T TRUST ME WITH OUR SHIPS

first it was jack x tassiter, now it’s vaughnstone

:)))) 

i love u

[hyperionscientist-blog]

@hyperionaccountant “Who’s my gay little nerd?” 

Gladstone put his hands on Vaughn’s face, smiling to himself.

[dateaperson-who-blog]

Date a boy who’s shorter than you

[hyperionscientist-blog]

@hyperionaccountant ;)))

[hyperionscientist-blog]

@hyperionaccountant “Vaughn, darling come help me right now.” “It’s urgent, bruv.”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“Are you really expecting a positive outcome out of this?” (The only one I could find that wasn't too cruel ha--)

/Tbh nobody is ever mean to gladstone,, so good/

If it wasn’t obvious, being questioned like so is not one of his top priorities, but hey it was good to learn from so. Gladstone had too much on his mind to actually care. This had to be done; Pet a friggin Stalker. Being in R&D meant not fucking with the specimens and all of the other stuff there. But even so the smaller male thought with was a better ideas. “Ah yeah bruv. Releasing em out of their cages and trying to tame em would be better. Hope ya got protection somewhere.”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

“Bruv if we don’t get him, I’ll figure out a way to convince Jack. No worries.”  Gladstone brought a free hand to the back of his neck, the other hand still resting on the Stalker. He actually had a great way of managing things; and as much as it was devious he’d do it. Just for Rhys, only so they could keep Comet. Heck, they might even try to kill him. But Gladstone knew it wasn’t possible. Well, everyone on Hyperion is a huge cock somehow.  He clearly was too innocent and pure, heck.  “I know a good way.”

[devioussniper-blog]

Rhys smiled at Gladstone and nodded, sighing softly through his teeth. 

“Thanks… and, you know what, I’ll do my best to help too.” He told him, tilting his head to the side and flashing one of those smiles you’d expect a stereotypical Japaneses animation woman to pull. He couldn’t help but inwardly gulp, though. Jack, though he looked up to the man in more ways than one, was a pretty intimidating guy. Even asking for so much as getting to keep a stalker was a bit scary to him, especially with house cocky Jack could get when it came to being asked for favors from the people he considered underneath him. He shook his head slightly at this and pursed his lips, focusing on the wall in front of him in his little trance of thought. He would just have to toughen up, what was so bad about Handsome Jack, anyway?

A lot. A lot was bad. He chose to ignore this.

[hyperionscientist-blog]

There was no way in hell he’d try to steal Comet; Even if they said no. Lots of bribing would have to be put in place. And you know, begging at the least. No doubt. Gladstone would try to take things more civilly, without brute force. He wanted to make Rhys happy, and that’s all that he needed. They seemed to be good friends after all. His fingers trembled a bit, before scratching Comet on the head and standing up, looking at his friend.  “Wanna do it now or…?”

[devioussniper-blog]

“Now?” Rhys repeated, looking to Gladstone with a puzzled expression. He did want to, very much, but again there was that nagging feeling of just not wanting to face the rejection of their request to keep the friendly stalker who Rhys had began to pet again without much thought of the action. Maybe it was for comfort, who really knew?

“Yeah.. yeah, we should do it now.” He eventually said, though the words were faint, like half of his mind still wanted to tell Gladstone no, and that they should wait, at least until Rhys decided to stop being a wuss about the entire thing. How bad could it really be? They get denied, they beg, they either get to keep Comet or scolded; that was just the way it was, and Rhys knew that. So why was he so nervous about it? Did he really just not want to part with his new ‘friend’ that much? Rhys sighed and raked his free hand through his hair, causing a few locks of it to be misplaced and fall out of it’s usual style. He didn’t mind this. “Who knows,” he offered, his voice a bit louder, “maybe they might just say yes.”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

He nodded his head, really wanting to get things out of the way at this point. If they waited, this stalker might be the next killed. There might not be use for this particular one, after all they’ve already ‘soiled’ it with their affection. And if their boss was actually watching them, other plans may of been made. Nobody needs that.  So, things were set. They’d try to figure a way to adopt Comet and give him a good home not in the cages. Not with the other stalkers.  “Awh sweet, that’s great. We can get to it right away, eh? And if they do say yes it’ll be a glorious thing.”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

gladstone x stalker,,,,

gladstone puts his hand on the creature

‘i love you’ he mutters  the end

@thecompanysiren

[littlestsiren]

'Kiss' Hand :0

Send me “Kiss” Plus a body part and my Muse will react to yours kissing them there

The small girl giggled as the man kissed her little hands.

“Did my daddy send you?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

Playing like he didn’t know it was Jack was key here; he had some quite vivid things flash in his mind only for seconds, and he tried to fixate on the now.  “Yeah bruv, all of that and-”  He was taken aback by having his hand grabbed, oh lordy. He didn’t want to see Jack right now.  “Think we could not or...?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

None of me colleagues want me to pet the stalkers even though i already have,

kinda upset

[littlestsiren]

'Kiss' Hand :0

Send me “Kiss” Plus a body part and my Muse will react to yours kissing them there

The small girl giggled as the man kissed her little hands.

“Did my daddy send you?”

[hyperionscientist-blog]

He furrowed his brows as if he was trying to remember his name, all in the teasing manner. After that was done, a smile crept onto his features. This was nice, talking to people. Like he usually never did.

“It’s uh, Gladstone yeah? Nice ta meet ya, Angel.”