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No love like the love of a pet

The AU!Pet Person Meme (Shipping & Smut)
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| Hello, and welcome to The Care and Keeping of Your Pet! As you surely know, a pet is a big responsibility, and we're so glad you've decided to be a conscientious master. A safe pet is a happy pet, and this handbook is certain to keep your precious lifelong friend as content as can be. The history of the animal person is a long and difficult one, with their origins not being known even to this day. However, scientists believe that despite our common appearance - most animal people have humanoid forms except for the ears, tails, and sometimes teeth - we share no common ancestry, even if the ascent of this species corresponds with that of the homo sapiens. We gained dominance over each breed thousands of years ago, beginning with the dog type, who have long been considered "man's best friend." Most breeds these days are docile and perfect for owners of any speed. Of course, it is our duty as the superior species to take care of these animal creatures, and this is inherent in their genetic makeup. Everyone knows that an animal person, when matched with their correct human master, is loyal for life - a true "soulmate," if you will. Far be it for us to turn this away! Ever since the Great Domestication, these intelligent and loving animals have served us as friends, workmates, guardians, servants, and sexual companions and will for years to come. Despite recent hubbub from so-called "Pet People's Rights Activists," this way of life is wholesome and good. Scientific research shows that the natural desire of the pet person is to be owned and cared for by a human. So, it's your first pet. What do you need to know?
With that said, thank you and welcome to your first day as a pet's master! |
| >> how to play | |
| Needless to say, The Care and Keeping of Your Pet is a bit biased and full of propaganda, but it gives a good idea of the world your character is now AU's into. They are either a pet person or a human master, and what that means for them varies. So are they a devoted pet or a rebellious animal person looking to buck the system? A generous master or a cruel sexual sadist? Just a normal pet owner? Most likely they're something in between, but when you're raised in this world, it's difficult to see anything different on the horizon. Rules
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As previously stated, pet people come in as many breeds as you can possibly think of. By far and away the most popular are the dog and cat types, but exotic birds and lizards have been gaining popularity among trendsetters from L.A. to Tokyo!
Reinhardt Wilhelm | Overwatch | OTA
Ranmaru Mori | Samurai Warriors | M/M
belle ❀ beauty and the beast (2017) → f/m
yukina ❆ yu yu hakusho ❆ ota
Gabriel Reyes // Overwatch // OTA25+
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Brigitte had hoped for something nice. Maybe a loyal playful dog but she sees him, the "unadoptable" terror with a nameplate on his too small cage that says "Reaper" on the plate. And he's perfect. Reinhardt has always reminded her of a great lion, so why not give him this exotic wild animal of panther.
He was quite expensive too. She pays it because no cost is too much to make Reinhardt happy and keep him from being lonely. With all the papers signed, she's given a lead and a collar is slapped around the man. She's told that if he misbehaves, she's free to return him, but he's not for her. Instead, she leads him to a jeep to drive him to what is something between an armor transport vehicle and an RV. As she drives, she keeps an eye in the pet.
"Now, don't be nervous. You're a gift and I'm sure he'll love you." He just happens to be a very large man tending to a small camp fire just in front of the transport. A huge huge man that raises his hand to greet Brigitte.
"Hey Rein. You know how I'm going to be going back home for a bit. Well, I got something for you." She nudges the panther a little, unhooking the lead. "Go ahead, Reaper. Meet your owner."
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So imagine his surprise when the young woman bought him almost on sight and led him to a car all under half an hour. He said little.
Oh, he was a gift, that explained it, maybe to some military colonel to shine his boots and look intimidating, maybe a little fucking on the side though said colonel would never admit it...
He was gently tugged out of the car and he followed obediently, ears flicked back though, not liking this already. His eyes remained on the ground until a pair of large boots met his gaze. And he looked up...and up...and up. That was a big man.
He swallowed thickly. Fuck.
A nudge and she unhooked the line...odd, you were supposed to keep big cats on a lead...
Reaper flicked his eyes to Bridgette then back to the big man. This was his new master...He wasn't so sure about this...But it was either this, or return to the tiny cell at the shelter.
He hesitated, then stepped forward one step, and then moved to stand beside him, eyes back on the ground.
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But the cat was lovely. He did like big cats a lot. His armor was festooned with the lion after all. And he's certain that such a cat must have been very expensive. So in the end, he sighs and lightly reaches out to slide his fingertips under the dark panther's chin to see his eyes. To see what color they are. What sort of clarity they possessed.
Some pets got good educations, taught to be concubines or guides or s few useful service trades. Others were left feral and wild. He wondered which of them this pet was. Feral pets needed to be kept on leash for their own safety as well as the safety of others.
"And who is this, Brigitte?" As he spoke, his fingers make a little scratching movement, right under the man's chin.
"They call him Reaper. Least that's what the nameplate was. Here's his leash, and some extra stuff for him." She's just going to dump a bunch of pet supplies out of her jeep. "Gotta go now. You." She means the cat. "You better take care of him. He better be in one piece when I come back or I'm getting a new hide jacket!"
Then she's driving off leaving Reinhardt alone with the pet.
He sighs and seems to keep giving him that scratching. "I'm sorry for her. She means well, but she's more her father than her mother. But Reaper? That's quite some name. I'm Reinhardt and I guess I own you now." His hand moves to pet that short hair and between those rounded ears. "I'll bet you're hungry. Don't worry. I won't feed you that kibble crap I get they've been making you eat. You get people food from now on." Well, when Reinhardt can afford people-food. He'll keep the kibble because even if he doesn't eat, he's going to make sure Reaper does.
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His own eyes were dark amber, in good health, with a little fire behind them. He was a jaguar after all, not a house cat.
Still, he seemed to melt at being scratched under the chin. How long had it been since he had any sort of nice attention like this? He couldn't recall. Reaper closed his eyes, unable to help a small smile from forming as he was scratched.
He paused and looked at the woman when she addressed him. He looked to the big man. He needed looking after? Huh. Interesting.
Oh, she was gone.
Reaper leaned back into the scratching only to find it gone, though the hand on his head had him press up into it, said ears perking. Actual food??! Fuck! He liked this guy already!
He licked his lips and nodded. He was hungry. But...
"My name...is Gabriel..." he said "I was into pit fighting for awhile by my last owner. He renamed me." He elaborated "Though...I'll answer to either."
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Derek Lockwood | Original | OTA
Chikane Minamiya | Zettai Shoujo Seiiki Amnesian
Devon Forrester | OC
Dr. Angela 'Mercy' Ziegler ⛨ Overwatch ⛨ F/M 21+
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Legally anyway.
To ensure he had a full belly by the end of the day and could pay the motel its dues-all he could afford and all he was permitted to rent-he did what he could, be it fighting...or loving. Fighting earned you the most money, but whoring himself out required less effort.
He alternated, depending on where the fights took place and if it was a tourist evening or not. Men and women on business looking for a pet to play with before the big meeting, or after...
Tonight was a fight night, and he'd come off pretty badly. Won, got paid, but he felt his age and limits in that one. He bought some tacos and gobbled them up, a hungry dog whining nearby. He growled and chased him off before finishing his meal and then heading back to the motel battered, but few giving the panther a second look this time of night.
Oh, he was bleeding again...He paused, taking the medical stapler out and sticking a few into his belly where the claws had raked him, hardly feeling the crude instrument anymore.
Tossing the device into his bag, he continued on, then paused, ears flicking back. "Why are you following me lady? Not offering myself up tonight." he turned to see if it was that broker again. But it wasn't.
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She had left work rather late and wandered the streets, offering her service to any of the wounded or helpless she might have ran across. A speckle of blood, and then another, however, caught her attention and she followed after it with curiosity and worry.
Rounding a corner, Angela continued and worried when the blood seemed to grow more red in color, meaning it was freshly fallen. She had been so considered with looking at the ground she forgot to look up for the person who had been loosing said blood and almost ran in to him.
When he stopped she had squeaked and nearly jumped back with her hand across her heart, deeply breathing in. "I'm sorry I..." She looked up finally to see the Panther with his ears flicking, almost already wanting to pet them. "I saw the blood...and I got worried. I'm a doctor-- I'm sorry I just wanted to help you."
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Paya | Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild | F/F
or a cow, because I love lactation kink. Very loyal, extremely affectionate once she lets her guard down (and I'm totally open to saying she's been someone's pet long enough to relax around her). Not really looking for breeding or pregnancy, but anything else is fine.]Re: Paya | Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild | F/F
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kaden | fire emblem | m/m
Korekiyo Shinguji | New Danganronpa V3 | OTA
In Love With Another and Territorial are all that don't really hit me for this one - outside of that, come at me!]
Lucas Baker | Resident Evil | M/F
As an owner close to canon flavor, Lucas would be looking for an either inherently or by-behavior intimidating animal to act as a crony - whether it'd be on the level of being in on terrorizing people or simply lettin' him do his thing - but across any kind of AU-ing, he'd probably simply gravitate toward "weirder" animals (e.x. reptiles and arthropods) but ultimately have plausibly rolled with anyone who could stand him enough to pay him a certain kind of attention.
As a pet, he'd be a rat, a crow, or an alligator, likely an unruly stray or feral with an easily-bored and likes-to-destroy-furniture/belongings personality taken in either due to marriage of convenience or force - just keep him stimulated and he'll... probably be okay! Probably!
The only scenarios not grabbing me considering either role are Loss of Master, Young Master/Older Pet, Family Pet, and Jealousy - otherwise, feel free to toss anything at me!]
Cloud Strife | FFVII (crisis core) | m/m
As a pet he's a chocobo, so there's medium-small wings on his back, a tiny tail and feathers in his hair. Probably a stray - or otherwise not having had the best sort of life before ending up with an owner.
As an owner he'll do his best, but he'll probably have picked up a stray or escapee - he doesn't exactly have the money to buy a Pet.]