Aw, that’s a shame! Don’t worry, it hasn’t spoiled your looks.

But my goatee…

glowstark:

thatoneloserjensen:

glowstark:

patrioticpancake:

…That’s not me…

Oh, look, it’s JARVIS’ boyfriend!

Wait what?

Nothing~

…Okay.

glowstark:

patrioticpancake:

…That’s not me…

Oh, look, it’s JARVIS’ boyfriend!

Wait what?

glowstark:

patrioticpancake:

…That’s not me…

Oh, look, it’s JARVIS’ boyfriend!

Wait what?

(Source: dmcmds)

Kirk! *grins*

Kirk! *grins*

(Source: weareferrets)

Don’t get rid of Kirk…

thepoliteman:

thatoneloserjensen:


<set variable(tone); Gentle> He is a coding prank played upon me by children.

He has no more physical presence than I do.
Perhaps a real ferret may be more suitable?

*pouts* But still don’t get rid of him? Even if he’s just a code, he’s still Kirk.

@thepoliteman

thepoliteman:

thatoneloserjensen:

Jensen was hardly expecting the workshop to actually be open when he had slunk down there in an attempt to break in. He wasn’t gonna steal anything, no. He just wanted to take a little peek at the tech, you know, snoop a little, see what was going on. Nothing big. Maybe he’d actually get to talk to JARVIS again, too.

When the door just swung wide open, though, Jensen felt a little laid out, eyes widening as he scanned the workshop for any Mister Starks. Slinking in, and quickly taking cover behind a couch, he peered over, not finding said Mister Stark. 

“Well.”

The garage had been lit when Jensen walked in, hinting that someone was there. It was a few long moments, however, before JARVIS spoke up from the ceiling. “Good evening, sir, are you looking for mister Stark?

There was some little commotion from the bots, gathered toward the back of the garage. Dummy chirped a greeting to the human, holding a tool in the air with a little wave. “Dummy, no.” JARVIS’ voice came again, sounding more grounded and coming from the small cluster of robots.

Jumping, shutting his eyes briefly as the lights blinded him momentarily, he held back a startled noise. Eventually,pulling off his glasses, he blinked and looked around blearily. He had to resist grinning like a loon when he heard a familiar voice.

“Hey, JARVIS. An’ nah, I was just… snooping, I guess. All of his new tech’s all top secret an’ shit an’ it’s not like I’m gonna tell anyone so… I figured I might take a peek.” He grinned, patting Dummy’s nozzle, looking around. “Whatcha been up to, Jarv?”

thepoliteman:

thatoneloserjensen:

thepoliteman:

thatoneloserjensen:

Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

&lt;set variable(tone); Incredulous&gt; … The ferret is holographic, Jensen…

But, but, the ferret…
His name’s Kirk…

&lt;set variable(tone); Flat&gt; You have named my ferret?…

Yes. And his name&#8217;s Kirk. 
Once you named something, you can&#8217;t get rid of it, JARVIS! You can&#8217;t!

thepoliteman:

thatoneloserjensen:

thepoliteman:

thatoneloserjensen:

Nuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu…

<set variable(tone); Incredulous> … The ferret is holographic, Jensen…

But, but, the ferret…

His name’s Kirk…

<set variable(tone); Flat> You have named my ferret?…

Yes. And his name’s Kirk. 

Once you named something, you can’t get rid of it, JARVIS! You can’t!