#disasterhuman! connor au

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GV slides on a pair of shorts and crop top before going to the gym

"Dear god," Connor mutters under his breath, blushing. He hasn't even started exercising and he's feeling the heat.

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McQueen groans, giving up this round. If talking to him as a ghost while his dead body lies cold on the ground, Francis doesn't know how else to convince him. Sometimes he wonders if Dooley does this on purpose to mess with him. The man is the type to keep a joke going for years and years. McQueen will be on his actual deathbed and Dooley will lean forward and whisper in his ear 'Ghosts aren't real', and McQueen will die mid-rant. Yep, that will be his future.

"That's usually the type of thing someone says before shit hits the fan," Connor whispers back, snickering and following suit. As soon as they step outside, he pulls out a cigarette. All this shit is a lot for him to process, "Shit. I think I left my lighter in the car."

"Well, while I know how to force a portal to spawn in concentrated areas, I only know how to access the Darkside, which is like a reverse of this dimension. Yours sounds like something entirely different, so I'd like to investigate the area and see if we can find any clues as to how this happened exactly."

"Gavin! Gavin! Thank god I... You're not Gavin," Connor frowns, more than a little heartbroken. This man looks so much like him from a distance, but now that he's up close, he realizes that he's taller than his Gavin, taller than him even. His LED is missing, too, "Sorry."

Dooley spun around, and for a moment he thought it was McQueen but the man had soft puppy eyes and floofy hair. Seemed to look a little younger too but the way he hunched and eye bags were pretty on target for Francis. "Whoa! Slow down before you hurt yourself young man, you look kind of panicked there. Is there something I can help with...err...sorry didn't catch your name."

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Snuggles up to his human, but careful not to agitate his back. "Did you manage to sleep?"

Connor leans against him as much as he could, "I got a couple of hours. Body feels stiff." He hates that he can't sleep on his side right now. Every time he tries to roll over in his sleep, he wakes himself up from the pain.

"Least I don't have to go to work." No many can say they didn't have to go to work because of dildos.

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GV climbed up onto Connor curling on his lap. "Can you pet me?" He had a bad day and just wanted to be touched.

Connor immediately wrapped his arms around his lover, pressing gentle kisses to his face and neck, reaching up and tangling a hand in his hair, the other rubbing his back.

"I'm sorry to hear that," Connor cooed, "I'm here for you. Just relax and let me take care of you for once."

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@detective-phck

I've only been playing Darkside Detective for three minutes and I know exactly what you mean. They are GV and Connor, without a doubt.

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"Connor...did you eat mystery nuggets again?"

"... Maybe. I don't feel so good..."

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Puff and Fluff meow loudly to get on the bed but their little legs makes it hard to do this

Connor hears their desperate meowing, scooting to the edge of the bed with a grunt before scooping them up, "I don't know how you two keep getting in here." Shifting back to his spot, he pets the soft kittens, "so fluffy."

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@detective-phck

“He’ll grow up to be a fierce predator some day. Today, he’s just a muppet.”

(via)

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Gives Connor a copy of his buttcheeks

"Thanks. I'll be sure to uh... Yeah, thanks."

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Slides right into Connor into til the man is on his lap. "I love a fresh buffed floor."

Connor let out a less than graceful sound as he was suddenly knocked down, but rather than hitting the floor, he ended up on plush android thighs. He clings to him, trying not to fall off until they come to a complete stop.

"You're going to hurt someone doing this," Connor sighs, "most people slide on a polished floor in their socks. Not my boyfriend. Too mainstream. He's got to scoot around on his ass."

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Yeess give in to the Mcnuggets!! Become one with the nuggets!!

Connor suddenly regrets eating the nugget.

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Feeds Connor mcnuggets for sustenance

"Gavin doesn't like when I eat mystery nuggets," Connor sighs, forlorn. He looks around before stuffing one in his mouth.

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Are Gavin's pixels jiggly?

"Gavin can't hide that jiggle no matter how bad the resolution is."

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@detective-phck

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GV teared up a bit "our fluffers are having a spat!"

"I think they're playing," Connor snickers at the two cottonballs wrestling in the living room.

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Connor. Connor would do this.

He’s a keeper