actualcryptiid:

I CANNOT GET THIS OUT OF MY HEAD

Beagle Connor

Beagles are scenthounds traditionally used for foxhunting and the like, but are used in modern times as expert tracking and sniffer dogs (the kind used to detect drugs and other materials). Perfect for our little investigative android.

Beagles are very people motivated and are some of the most sociable and affectionate dog breeds.

Beagles are also considered one of the most adorable, as they possess a ‘forever puppy’ face and make the silliest sounds.

SO now imagine Hank being an old guy who finds a sneaky little pup eating garbage out of his trashcan every night like a little scrounger. The poor thing looks frightened when he first stumbles upon him with those big brown eyes and shaky little body. Hank can’t help but toss out scraps so he doesn’t have to go scavenging so much. Every night he sets out a plate of some sort of leftovers, eventually adding a bowl of water, then a towel to lay on. Poor little guy.

Slowly the pup starts to get closer, trusting Hank little by little. He still shakes, tail tucked, but he gets to the point where he’ll eat while Hank sits nearby. One night the man decides to test his luck: he holds out a half eaten ruben in his hand. The puppy seems to debate his choices for a second, paces around, and stares at Hank right in the eyes as he tries to read the human. Then, slowly, low to the ground, he crawls up and takes the morsel. Hank is enthralled, letting the puppy eat bit by bit.

Then, he reaches his other hand out. The puppy doesn’t scatter but flinches hard, eyes shut tight and all but laying on the ground in terror. Hank just pets him a little on his tiny head, then offers more food. They exchange like this for a while until Hank is able to completely pet down the puppy’s body without a reaction.

They repeat this night after night and each time the beagle opens up a little more. He seems to enjoy it, eventually, laying against Hank’s leg after he’s eaten.

That’s when Hank decides to pick him up, and to his surprise, the puppy doesn’t protest. In fact he wags his tail in delight, looking up at him with big sweet eyes full of happiness, and Hank decides he can’t take him to the shelter at all. Too late- he’s fallen for the little mongrel.

gothiethefairy:

hey u hankcon peeps

uh, pls imagine connor lookin’ up ways to keep a saint bernard healthy and happy bc sumo is the best doggo that ever doggo’d

like, did y’all know since they drool a lot, it is recommended to keep a drool rag around those dogs so u can clean their faces like the precious puppies they are??

so connor just always has a small cyberlife branded microfiber towel for sumo and hank is like “ur spoiling him” with warmth in his tone and connor is like “no i’m not, he likes this” and sumo is just like “finally, some sweet attention u all were ignoring me for a solid five minutes and i wasn’t having that”

imaginary-wanderer:

Connor finding an old Nokia 3310 in Hank’s stuff, making a quick search about it and asking Hank why he kept a phone this old.

“It never let me down. It’s still working, you know. We went through so many shit together. Shame they don’t make SIM that I can use with it anymore.”

Connor can see Hank has some sort of affection for this small, obsolete machine… and somehow sees it as a rival.

*throws the phone on the wall*

*phone bounces back in his face*

*needs to find an excuse for the bruise on his forehead*