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Person A: Awww! Happy vibrations! Person B: You mean ‘purring’?
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justadeadreaper · 2 months
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TW: Hair pulling, DUBCON, Manipulation, Crying, Sadistic tendencies, "Experiments", Being a "pet", Hinting at further actions/NONCON, Past kidnapping, Kidnapped, Please tell me if anything that should be put as a warning was not, thanks.
Being the pet of Angel!König is not the worst fate you could have found yourself in. On one hand, you were guaranteed a spot in Heaven for the rest of eternity, which was a fate that most people dream of, while on the other hand, it meant you were never able to see your friends or family again unless they somehow made the criteria to make it into Heaven but knowing them you thought it to be impossible.
He is nice, well, as nice as he can be for an Angel who keeps you as a pet.
The Common Angels that cared for you when he was busy were the ones to gossip, and they gossiped loudly. You knew the jist of why you were there even if you did not have all the details. Apparently, most of the First Heirarchy Angels, such as Seraphim and Cherubim, tended to have a fascination with humans even if they were to never to act on it like previous ones, such as Lucifer had done. And this included Angel!König, who was the most fascinated by humans out of them all; you did not know what he had gone, but he had done something which allowed him to be granted one gift by the Almighty, and unluckily Angel!König only had his eyes on one human out of all of the ones that resided on Earth.
That human just had to be you.
You had been stolen away in your sleep and dragged away to a palace. It was grand and incredibly vast. At one point, you thought it was larger than all of Earth as it seemed never-ending as you continued to walk through its many halls. It was made up of a collection of star matter, clouds, and gold to form its walls, ceilings, balconies, staircases, floors, shelves, and anything else you could think of. You could never get bored inside of it as every time you opened a door; it showed you a room that was filled with anything you wanted to entertain yourself. Most of the time, you found yourself reading in the library as not only were their books in there, but the fanfiction you also enjoyed reading had been formed into books, and many series that you had wished to have finished were fully finished even if it would have never been possible on Earth. Another point that made the palace a dream was how the kitchen was filled with food. Like how the bathroom and closets were filled with any clothes you wanted or skin care items needed, the cupboards, fridges, and freezers were all filled to the brim with all the foods in existence that never seemed to go rotten or end. You could make anything you wanted, but most days, you would just open the doors to the dining room to find a feast already prepared for you.
You did not think as to why a being like an Angel would have all of those things as they should not need them, but you tried not to think about it. You had learnt that it was better not to think of such things.
Overall, your life seemed great. You were trapped like a bird in a cage. No matter how appealing the cage was or how glamorous it was, you were still trapped, and there was nothing you could do about it. The only thing you could do was accept your new luxurious life, as there was no point in fighting back.
In return, all you had to do was appease your new master, which was not too hard. Angel!König did not ask for much when he was around you after doing the duties he was appointed to do. For his size, he was surprisingly gentle; he never tried to harm you, at least not on purpose or if he was not doing one of his experiments. He had a few simple rules that you had to follow.
One: No asking questions, but if you have to, not too many.
This rule was only implemented due to how you kept pissing him off by asking him too many questions and screaming at him for what he had done. He banned you from asking questions after that point unless it was necessary due to you being an utterly clueless human in Heaven.
Two: Always listen to him.
Not too hard as most of what he told you to do were simple commands, but when he did start ranting to you and telling you everything about the things he found interesting, which mainly was just about killing Demons.
Three: Always do what he wants you to do.
It was the one rule you hated the most, but he somehow always guilted you into complying by saying how he was just curious and wanted to learn as he had never met a human before.
Four: Be nice and compliant.
You wanted to fight back, and at times, you tried to, but you packed that in once he had brought a Demon back to show you and told you what terrible things they would do to a human like you. You also learnt the valuable lesson of not trying to test him that day when you saw how easily he crushed that Demon’s skull in his hand.
Five: Never try to escape.
Probably the easiest rule to follow as it was impossible to escape the damn palace anyway.
The rules most of the time were not a problem. It was his experiments that were your biggest problem. They were not even real experiments, it was just his excuse to be able to do what he wanted with you.
It started off small, nothing much really. All he asked was that he could play with your hair, he said that he enjoyed playing with it as the texture was so different from Angel hair and the material that made up their wings. It was simple, just him holding a clump of hair in his hand as he seemed to study it. He even enjoyed styling your hair and helping you through your care routine for it. But, it progressed. After a while, he began to tug and pull at it, you would cry and ask why but all he would say was that he wanted to see what would happen when he did it. That was when you learned about his sadistic side as he never stopped pulling your hair, he just loved to see you cry.
From your hair, it turned into touches. He would fondle and squish at your body as he made demeaning comments about how soft and delicate mortals were compared to Angels like him. It made you feel pathetic but at the same time, it was relaxing. The heat in his palms would radiate into your muscles, helping them to relax, getting rid of all the knots that tended to plague you. He made you melt into his arms, making you complacent putty in his hands. But those touches moved to more intimate areas. It started with him toying with your nipples, pulling at the delicate flesh until you choked on tears. Then soon enough his hand went lower finding your most sensitive part. He would rub it, the callouses on the tips of his fingers made the feeling somewhat odd but it felt all the better. He would rub, flick, pull, anything he could at it until you were a crying, overstimulated mess who could barely say your own name as the sheets were covered with your own cum; he would stare at you with glossed-out eyes, deep in thought like this was all new to him.
Unfortunately, you did not know that soon he would take it further then you could have guessed. It would be an actual experiment. One to make the perfect hybrid.
Taglist: @frogchiro @diejager @suimon @konigsblog
I am so sorry for not posting in a while I have just been busy with a big project that has taken over my brain and is my main focus, plus I have had exams. Hopefully, I can post soon and start posting the project, warning some of you may be emotionally devastated or want to kill a certain character (*cough cough* like two of my friends who already are waiting in line to have a little "talk", you know who you are *cough cough*). I may come back and edit this later.
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Theon leaving
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#asoiaf#theon greyjoy#asoiaf art#theon#asoiaf fanart#a song of ice and fire#ramsay's bitches#ramsay's dogs#winterfell#my art#i'm sorry i can't fix it more than this :/ Multiple details look wrong but yea too late#asoiaf what-if#theon frees/becomes the owner of Ramsay's dogs after the Boltons are defeated and they love him like a human could never do#all the stark kids + jon have a special bond with their direwolf pets now I want theon to have kyra on his side#i have a Theon and Jon and Kyra and Ghost fanart in mind already#i guess we can assume in this AU Ramsay was killed by Theon#imagine Ramsay orders the dog to attack theon and they go yea nope we ain't doing that#and they kill him like in the show or maybe it's theon shooting an arrow again#if that's even possible considering his fingers#but maybe theon wouldn't idk i can't understand new theon's personality after being reek#maybe he's the least vengeful person in the world maybe he's bloodthirsty af#i don't think he'd be happy if ramsay suffered his same way I think he's disgusted by torture at this point but i guess killing is ok? dunn#there's the cool AU where jon kills Ramsay while he's in ghost and that would be cool too but yea i'm a theon stan I want more theon scenes#ignoring the fact that if I stay awake for too long my brain goes into “Bolt-On is true” mode and I come up with deranged theories too LMAO#i think i said it somewhere but i wish a Asoiaf artists groupchat/discord would be amazing like guys I need to go on for hours about fanart#btw i'm making a youtube vid of this drawing which will also include my random mini art vlogs and pointless commentary of how i drew this#i should be studying for car license or my terrible grades or get some money somehow but nope i'm here typing a shit ton of tags#bye#i don't know human anatomy so IMAGINE DOG ONES PFF what are those four legged abominations i drew#tried using my doggo for reference but he's 23cm tall so yea maybe not the best reference for medieval hunting hounds
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hoofpeet · 1 year
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lurafita · 2 months
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When your pet dragon brings you a sparkly
Just had this thought about how we are always like: what if Magnus was a dragon, kidnapping Alec? or what if Alec was a dragon, kidnapping Magnus? or what if both were dragons, kidnapping each other?
But how about: what if Alec had a dragon, that one day came back, having just napped Magnus, and be all like:
lookit, lookit! I found a shiny. Lookit! I brought you a sparkly shiny. Praise me for bringing you the sparkly shiny.
And Alec is torn between "omg my dragon just kidnapped someone." And also "Is it bad that a part of me is thinking that that means I get to keep him?"
And Magnus is like "Weirdest kidnapping ever, but not bad."
And the dragon is hopping around like an overexcited dog.
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spirit-lanterns · 23 days
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Does Bunny!Reader have to constantly chew on things like a real bunny?
In her human form? No.
In her bunny form? Yes.
Majority of the time she is in her bunny form, she will find something to nibble on whether it’d be one of the HSR women’s fingers, clothes, a random piece of carpet she found, etc. those chubby cheeks are always moving 😌
Those brain cells do not function in Bunny form it seems 😅 many, many times has Himeko, Yukong, or even the Boss, had to scold Bunny Reader and tell her to spit out whatever she’s chewing in her bunny form :)
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les mis au where everything is the same except grantaire is a mudskipper
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mocksart · 9 months
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narrator: this little thing doesn't appear to be sentient
stanley: writes a big ol FUCK YOU on the floor of his cage
narrator: i retract my further statement. not only is 427 sentient, he's a little shithead who clearly needs more challenging tests
Lmao! If only it were that easy!
Stanley purposefully obscures the fact that he can understand the narrator, so that the man will continue to underestimate him and hopefully slip up, allowing Stanley to escape.
He's worried that proving otherwise will cause the man to tighten up his security measures.
I'll admit that in this au the narrator starts out pretty dense. He's been in his own head so long that it's hard for him to see past his own biases. And he gets caught up in trying to achieve certain results to prove a point to his former colleagues.
The tragedy is that his actions at this stage have very little to do with Stanley, and are much more about his own issues and insecurities. But Stanley still takes the brunt of the "damage", as it were.
Of course, the borrower isn't doing himself any favors in that respect. He's scared, sure, but he's also stubborn and bitter at having been caught. So, no, narrator, he will not be completing your maze. And he'd rather break your little puzzles instead of solving them.
And of course, this frustrates the narrator to no end, further blinding him to the large issues at play. And so the cycle continues.
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octoooo · 7 months
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Pov: you meet a pet-haver in the wild
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& she shows you this
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(Masterlist)
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fantoccios-husband · 7 months
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Cattoccio shenanigans
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cook1emadness · 16 days
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You know what imma add s/o has a owner because I'm bored also the mpn2 player is your dog in this one
OWNER!S/o and Dog!Player
Starting. . .
Now
So you are an owner of a dog name player, you may not own the main 4 but you do know the person that owns them
You adopted player after one of your family members that pass away and that member givlfted you their dog aka player, you and player didn't get along at first but after being together for like two years, player became your best friend... well that sassy ass friend... unless your the sassy friend, anyway.
You aren't a terrible owner just inexperience, you had many owners giving you tips and different ways to befriend player
Ok so its time for the main 4 relationship with you.
Ok so deimos likes you, and screams to get your attention, and will want your affection, he's definitely not trying to make player jealous.
Sanford is likely to be your personal therapist, and a good boy, both player and Sanford get along but won't play much, depending if you prefer player to be small dog.
2bdamned and you are neutral, he doesn't go near you or acknowledge you, but for some reason he likes to be near player, doesn't matter what dog they are, 2bdamned seems to like player than you.
On now you and have a complicated relationship because goof lord you love(platonic) him and hate him.
If your prefer player to be a small dog, keep player away from him, because hank would not hesitate to rip players head off.
but if you prefer player to be a big dog then, you still gotta keep player away, but player would be able to fight back for a short time, since player never fought much like hank.
You had to take player to the vet after hank bit players leg, but hank also had to go to the vet since player also bit his leg.
Never put them together
You never took player ever again since you think hank might do it again.
Player is basically your dream dog if want to know players dog breed.
Player is semi playful but serious like 2bdamned, but when around Sanford and deimos, player becomes playful.
Hank and player don't get along for some reason, but I guess it because both are always grumpy or... they met before.... anyway.
Player always gets into trouble, but not on purpose, as if they got the worst luck.
If you also own a cat, player and that cat would be unstoppable... well except when you do the spspspspsp
Player is the type of dog to give you a bombastic side eye, if you mimic their bark or just bark at them out nowhere.
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Person A is a demon summoned and contracted to be an executioner for the current ruler. Person B is a witch who works with the rebel group fighting against the ruler’s tyrannical reign, and who gets sent to poison the executioner, but upon seeing that Person A is a demon, they instead steal the artifact the contract is linked too, forcing Person A under their control. Person A doesn’t care who they work for as long as their deal is upheld by whoever holds their artifact - their payment for their services. But Person A’s payment isn’t what Person B expected, since it’s letting Person A adopt/collect all the cute and fluffy animals they want.
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lunasohma · 7 months
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it's raining cats and dogs
[ ao3 / ff.net ]
Natori Shuuichi makes a splash at his first exorcists’ meeting.
Sniffs and sounds and spilt strawberry ice cream cones that Natori has to bodily drag Sadie away from.
It’s a dog’s world and Natori’s just living in it.
Their first few days in the city have each been like this. Inspecting every inch of the local park one day. Making friends with the neighbor dog the next.
Natori is happy that she seems to be taking to city life well, but sometimes he wishes she wouldn’t be so enthusiastic.
He is out of breath when she pulls him up to the eye-patched stranger waiting outside the veterinarian’s office. She leans into the man lovingly, requesting pets.
“Oh Sadie, no!” He pulls her back with a groan. She’s shedding to beat the band. The man’s dark slacks aren’t so dark anymore.
“It’s all right. I’m used to it.” He rubs her head affectionately, then steps closer and lifts his pet carrier so Natori can see inside. His cat has a very fluffy, pale coat.
“I invest in many lint rollers.” Like it's a small secret.
“I should start,” Natori says sheepishly.
Somehow it is easy to talk to this man. He has to do something while Sadie makes a fool out of herself, rolling around on the man’s dress shoes. He says it’s fine.
A mournful meow sounds. “Now don’t be difficult, Miette. You’ve brought this upon yourself.” He tuts.
To Natori, dryly: “She’s in for her unhealthy obsession with grasshoppers and the stomachaches that come along with that.”
“I bet grasshoppers are very tasty.” He crouches down to address the cat seriously. “But maybe just one or two a day, hm?”
The man smiles down at him. The patch over his right eye is inscribed with… Is that—?
And out of the corner of his eye, the lizard makes an appearance, circling his wrist. It catches the man’s attention for a fraction of a second. They both startle.
Natori stands. Backs up a step. Sadie whines in protest.
“That’s enough out of you.” Natori feels his voice strain.
Presently, the man gets a text.
“Oh, that’ll be us.” He looks at Natori once more, something indiscernible in his eye. But still, he smiles.
“Be seeing you.”
“You are late!” Takuma-san exclaims, frazzled.
The full moon is high, framing a crimson kimono that streams across the sky on the breeze.
Natori has an excuse: Sadie’s puppy dog eyes.
Hiiragi had shoved him out the door.
Takuma-san rolls his eyes and leads them inside.
The leader of the House of Matoba holds court in the center of the room.
He is the owner of the cat, Miette. 
Well, shit.
“What has gotten into you, Shuuichi!”
Natori digs his heels in futilely. Takuma-san has him by the arm.
“I don’t think I’m ready to meet such an important person,” he mumbles, wondering who or what’s cursed him into this situation.
“Are you scared?” Takuma-san asks seriously.
“What? Should I be?”
He stops and turns to Natori.
“Well, the Matoba clan is contentious at best. You’d do well to deal with them carefully.”
He pauses.
“Shuuichi, you did read the material I sent you, right?”
Oh. No, he hadn’t.
“Sadie ate it,” he whispers.
“That dog!” Takuma-san pinches the bridge of his nose.
To be fair, it was a trade. His spell paper for some… other paper. And some of his latest script, if he now recalls.
If he can work with dog drool, there’s not much stopping him, now is there?
Takuma-san suddenly straightens up. Someone is approaching Natori from behind.
He turns to meet his fate.
Matoba Seiji’s robes are impeccable, not a speck of cat hair in sight, and he moves with an ethereal, liquid grace as he walks toward them.
Maybe luck will smile down on him and Matoba won’t recognize him.
“Natori-san, is it?”
Alas. Something is laughing in the face of whatever luck Natori has because he sticks his foot right in his mouth and says the first thing that comes to mind.
“Is Miette feeling better?” And yes, he does want to know—but now? Really? Natori Shuuichi, what the hell do you think you’re doing?
You could hear a pin drop. Takuma-san looks faint and Natori is getting there himself.
The distinguished head of the Matoba clan presses a hand to his mouth—slim fingers slope into a slender wrist—and something like mirth sparks in his visible eye.
“She is, thank goodness.” Now the smile steals across his lips. “And your Sadie? How is she settling in?”
“Oh yeah, she's doing a bit better. Still drags me for a marathon whenever we go out.”
A small cough. Or a laugh?
“I expect she’ll settle down soon.”
“Yes, I expect she will.” The flush has surely spread to every inch of his person. The lizard is probably throwing a fit.
And the thing is, Natori knows. Of course he does! The middle of an exorcists’ gathering is absolutely not the time or place for small talk about one’s pets. Abort, abort! goes his mind.
But for some reason, Matoba Seiji seems intent on this line of conversation. He feels a bit like a mouse between a cat’s paws.
There goes his reputation before he even had one.
He doesn’t remember whatever else he says but he does remember how Matoba’s gaze never strays once from his face.
“You’ll be wanting to make the rest of your introductions, Shuuichi-san.”
Natori wonders at the familiarity of the address.
“I’ll see you around.” And with that, he gives a nod to Takuma-san, then disappears into the crowd.
Matoba Seiji’s parting words feel like a promise.
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eryanlainfa · 10 months
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Better references for the pet au
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hoe4hotchner · 2 years
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can you please write something about puppy reader getting a shot and hiding in hotchs t shirt all day just wanting to be close to him
It's literally just her yearly shot and she will act like the biggest baby all day. Not wanting to walk at all. Always whining when Hotch tries to leave her alone for a split second, even though he's just going to the bathroom.
She will lay in his lap all day if she can manage to. Pout and whimper up at him until he kisses the spot where she got her vaccine. And she'll have him carry her around all day and if he doesn't cry she'll scream the way huskies do when they're being dramatic.
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and-stir-the-stars · 8 months
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Imagining Saffron Mike begrudgingly becoming a regular customer at the local pet shop because of Evan’s growing menagerie lmao
I think Ev would be going to the pet shop, too,, Mike is too scared to go on his own bc one time he tried getting cheap off-brand animal food,l instead of their normal brand, and Ev's response was to serve all of his animals 5-star meals and slide Mike a "meal" of off-brand animal kibble XD
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