For the pet au, say that each family was kept together. How would the brothers feel if their owner used a point system with a heigrarchy to give rewards instead of punishments? Who would be jealous, who wouldn’t want to participate, who would be at the top all the time? Would they be more accepting of rewards if they had to compete for them? (Take this in whatever direction you want, sorry if I got too specific)

Admin Mawile: (。・ω・。) This is a very interesting idea!!!

Shuu:

-He’s too lazy (depressed) to care much for the point system, but when he starts seeing that you’re serious about rewarding them, he might try to do a little better. While far from competitive, it’s just basic survival instinct to want to receive whatever kindness you’re freely giving to them. 

Reiji:

-In his mind, this is the perfect opportunity to show his new owner that he’s worth keeping. He goes above and beyond to be flawless, and strives endless to achieve everything you ask of him. Rewards only serve to enforce that this behavior is correct, and that this is the way to get in your good graces. 

Ayato:

-He also tries ridiculously hard to be on top of your chart, but more for the reason of being the best among his brothers. He’s horribly competitive, and will do nearly anything to prove that he’s the well-behaved one. Unfortunately, this doesn’t always go so well, and tends to end in clumsy mistakes. 

Kanato:

-If any of the rewards are direct, non-painful attention, he can be just as competitive as Ayato. He doesn’t care about being better than his brothers, specifically, but staying in your favor is the best reward he could imagine. He also gets jealous of the others very, very easily. 

Laito:

-So you’re going to play that game? Unfortunately, he only sees the attempt at offering them rewards as a way of tricking them into striving for nothing, and while he cooperates on the surface, he’s not likely to believe that you’re being honest for a long time. It just doesn’t seem like something a human would do. 

Subaru: 

-Well, there’s no way he’d ever be the good one. He pretty much gives up on ever being on top of the chart from the beginning, and allows himself to fall behind. However, the first time he actually earns a reward, that all changes. Suddenly, he realizes that you’re serious about thinking he can be good. 

Ruki:

-As much as he’d like to be the best for his owner, he’s afraid that whoever falls behind in the point system will be punished for it. Out of a desire to protect his brothers, he ensures that he’s always the lowest on your system, so that if you have to punish one of them, it will never be anyone but him. 

Kou:

-As soon as he realizes that the point system is a way to avoid being hurt all over again, he’ll do anything to be on top. He’s so scared of being hurt again that it doesn’t matter what he has to do to earn the reward, so long as it means you won’t be as cruel as the people before. 

Yuuma:

-He’s also more worried about his brothers than anything, and even though he would like to earn your happiness, he’s too afraid that doing so would mean someone else getting hurt. He can’t stand that Ruki always tries to take the brunt of things, and winds up doing almost the same to protect everyone.

Azusa:

-In his mind, “reward” is often synonymous with pain. He’s delighted to be good for you and do what you want, but it might be quite the shock when you realize he thinks he was doing it all so you would hurt him. He doesn’t care if you hurt him or be kind to him, as long as you’re happy with what he does. 

Carla:

-He already strives to be well-behaved, and a point system doesn’t do much to change that. For both his pride as a First Blood and simple survival when it comes to not being hurt, he’s good at being compliant and docile. A point system with actual rewards just encourages him to want to do well. 

Shin:

-Even with just one other to compete against, Shin does everything to stay on top. He’s not fond of being bent to a human’s will, but the idea of being better than his brother even in this one thing means a lot to him. Unfortunately, his rebellious nature means he rarely manages to behave better than Carla. 

Admin Mawile: I don’t usually share my art here, but I doodled a little Pet Au!Reiji on my break at work today, and it came out pretty nice!

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Prompt: Fingore

Character(s): Pet Au!Shin

Warnings: Gore, abuse, corporal punishment, torture. 

Shin had had a rebellious streak since childhood. He’d always been the one to act out, to refuse to give in to the orders of those above him.

Humans never liked that. They couldn’t stand not being the ones in control, and the more he tried to fight back, the more he was forced back down. By now, struggle was a bitter thing.

He’d been punished every time he’d tried to fight back, of course, beaten, starved, forced to bow and apologize with every word he’d never mean. It was torture, by every definition, and all the humans called it was “discipline”, as if he needed nothing more than to learn how to behave.

It made Shin absolutely sick.

Recently, he’d bitten someone, some human who tried to yank him around by the hair when he wouldn’t heel like some kind of dog. His fangs sunk into her skin with ease, and he’d torn a good chunk out of her.

He’d been slapped for it, yes, hard enough to make him feel like the world was spinning, but it had been worth it to make one of them hurt.

It had been a couple days since the incident, and Shin was just starting to think that the slap and a long night in a cage were all he was going to get for it. Unpleasant, yes, but a lot less so than what he was expecting as punishment for what he’d done. It was almost ominous that he hadn’t been hurt worse yet, hadn’t been punished properly.

So, when a human came to his bed (nothing but a pile of spare blankets on the floor), grabbed him by his collar, and drug him off without a word to tell what was happening, Shin’s stomach sank through the floor.

The human was one of his owners’ friends, probably. They knew a lot of other humans, and Shin rarely saw the same people twice.

This one was a large man, wearing blood stained clothes that made something like a spike of fear pierce through Shin. This was not a normal punishment; even he was smart enough to figure that out.

Dragging him down to the basement, where he was rarely allowed to go, the man walked with long, purposeful steps. Shin struggled to get to his knees and crawl after him instead of being pulled, but the human gave him little room to relieve the pressure of the collar around his throat.

The stairs hurt even worse, and when Shin was shoved against a low table on the floor of the basement, he started to shiver.

He could smell blood, more of it than he’d ever been near.

“Listen up, vampire,” the human said, voice cold. “You’re going to put your hands on that table and keep them there. For every time you try to move away, you’ll be hurt worse later. You won’t like what happens to you if you disobey, so forget that rebellious streak and behave.

Shin resisted the urge to growl. The man was treating him like was stupid, like he was lower than a dog, and it was hard not to lash out.

But this human seemed serious, nothing like the woman he’d bitten, and some kind of survival instinct told Shin that he’d better listen, or risk paying a price much more terrible than a hit to his pride.

So Shin put his hands up on the low table, kneeling, back straight, at it as he’d been trained to sit. He was a First Blood, and he had pride. No matter what the humans did to him, he would be strong and brave enough to endure, just like his brother always had when they were young.

The human sat down on the other side of the table, frowning. Shin tried to ignore the smell of blood in the air.

The human grabbed a finger on Shin’s right hand.

He twisted, and Shin felt his finger snap like a twig.

A howl tore itself out of Shin’s throat, and he’d yanked himself away before he could stop it, curling up over his wounded hand on pure instinct. It hurt, pain like fire shooting up through his arm and burning his insides.

Calm as anything, the human told him to return to his position. Shin had pulled away once, and that meant this was going to get worse.

Shaking, eye wide, Shin forced himself to return his hands to the table. One of his fingers was laying at an odd angle, the one that the man had twisted, and it hurt almost as bad as having his eye taken out.

As soon as Shin was back in place, the man grabbed the next finger, and did the same thing as before, snapping it with ease.

This time, at least, Shin saw it coming. He gritted his teeth, groaned in barely concealed pain, but managed to stay still. His hands twitched against the table, but he didn’t pull away.

One by one, the man went over the remaining three fingers on his right hand, breaking each one with disturbing precision. Shin managed to hold still until the last of them, but when his thumb was brutally twisted backwards, a sickening snap filling the air, he couldn’t help but flinch.

Again, the human ordered him to put his hands back on the table.

Shuddering, trembling so hard he could barely see, Shin obeyed. This man was serious like no human had ever been with him before.

For once, he didn’t dare to try to fight back.

The man moved on to the next hand, crushing another bone with so much force that Shin felt himself whimper, and Shin was frozen in place. His broken fingers were shaking. His hands were both throbbing as if they were about to fall off, and nothing had ever hurt this badly before.

Shin knew exactly why this was happening. He’d broken the last straw by biting that woman, and now, he was paying the price.

Another finger snapped, and wetness trailed down Shin’s face.

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Prompt: Fingore

Character(s): Pet Au!Shin

Warnings: Gore, abuse, corporal punishment, torture. 

Shin had had a rebellious streak since childhood. He’d always been the one to act out, to refuse to give in to the orders of those above him.

Humans never liked that. They couldn’t stand not being the ones in control, and the more he tried to fight back, the more he was forced back down. By now, struggle was a bitter thing.

He’d been punished every time he’d tried to fight back, of course, beaten, starved, forced to bow and apologize with every word he’d never mean. It was torture, by every definition, and all the humans called it was “discipline”, as if he needed nothing more than to learn how to behave.

It made Shin absolutely sick.

Recently, he’d bitten someone, some human who tried to yank him around by the hair when he wouldn’t heel like some kind of dog. His fangs sunk into her skin with ease, and he’d torn a good chunk out of her.

He’d been slapped for it, yes, hard enough to make him feel like the world was spinning, but it had been worth it to make one of them hurt.

It had been a couple days since the incident, and Shin was just starting to think that the slap and a long night in a cage were all he was going to get for it. Unpleasant, yes, but a lot less so than what he was expecting as punishment for what he’d done. It was almost ominous that he hadn’t been hurt worse yet, hadn’t been punished properly.

So, when a human came to his bed (nothing but a pile of spare blankets on the floor), grabbed him by his collar, and drug him off without a word to tell what was happening, Shin’s stomach sank through the floor.

The human was one of his owners’ friends, probably. They knew a lot of other humans, and Shin rarely saw the same people twice.

This one was a large man, wearing blood stained clothes that made something like a spike of fear pierce through Shin. This was not a normal punishment; even he was smart enough to figure that out.

Dragging him down to the basement, where he was rarely allowed to go, the man walked with long, purposeful steps. Shin struggled to get to his knees and crawl after him instead of being pulled, but the human gave him little room to relieve the pressure of the collar around his throat.

The stairs hurt even worse, and when Shin was shoved against a low table on the floor of the basement, he started to shiver.

He could smell blood, more of it than he’d ever been near.

“Listen up, vampire,” the human said, voice cold. “You’re going to put your hands on that table and keep them there. For every time you try to move away, you’ll be hurt worse later. You won’t like what happens to you if you disobey, so forget that rebellious streak and behave.

Shin resisted the urge to growl. The man was treating him like was stupid, like he was lower than a dog, and it was hard not to lash out.

But this human seemed serious, nothing like the woman he’d bitten, and some kind of survival instinct told Shin that he’d better listen, or risk paying a price much more terrible than a hit to his pride.

So Shin put his hands up on the low table, kneeling, back straight, at it as he’d been trained to sit. He was a First Blood, and he had pride. No matter what the humans did to him, he would be strong and brave enough to endure, just like his brother always had when they were young.

The human sat down on the other side of the table, frowning. Shin tried to ignore the smell of blood in the air.

The human grabbed a finger on Shin’s right hand.

He twisted, and Shin felt his finger snap like a twig.

A howl tore itself out of Shin’s throat, and he’d yanked himself away before he could stop it, curling up over his wounded hand on pure instinct. It hurt, pain like fire shooting up through his arm and burning his insides.

Calm as anything, the human told him to return to his position. Shin had pulled away once, and that meant this was going to get worse.

Shaking, eye wide, Shin forced himself to return his hands to the table. One of his fingers was laying at an odd angle, the one that the man had twisted, and it hurt almost as bad as having his eye taken out.

As soon as Shin was back in place, the man grabbed the next finger, and did the same thing as before, snapping it with ease.

This time, at least, Shin saw it coming. He gritted his teeth, groaned in barely concealed pain, but managed to stay still. His hands twitched against the table, but he didn’t pull away.

One by one, the man went over the remaining three fingers on his right hand, breaking each one with disturbing precision. Shin managed to hold still until the last of them, but when his thumb was brutally twisted backwards, a sickening snap filling the air, he couldn’t help but flinch.

Again, the human ordered him to put his hands back on the table.

Shuddering, trembling so hard he could barely see, Shin obeyed. This man was serious like no human had ever been with him before.

For once, he didn’t dare to try to fight back.

The man moved on to the next hand, crushing another bone with so much force that Shin felt himself whimper, and Shin was frozen in place. His broken fingers were shaking. His hands were both throbbing as if they were about to fall off, and nothing had ever hurt this badly before.

Shin knew exactly why this was happening. He’d broken the last straw by biting that woman, and now, he was paying the price.

Another finger snapped, and wetness trailed down Shin’s face.

To be honest with you I’ve never liked shin so much as a character until I read through your pet au stuff, thank you for that! What would it take for shin to get his relebious spark back? Or at least be comfortable enough with an owner to let then know if he’s angry?

Admin Mawile: (*ゝω・)ノ Glad I could make you like him~

-Shin’s rebellious side is still there, it’s just buried under years of training and punishment. He’s naturally aggressive and independent, but he’s had his spirit crushed for so long that it’s hard for him to show it. He expects to be punished for any kind of poor behavior, and acts submissive mostly out of self preservation. Deep inside, he hates having to be looked down on by humans, but he knows better than to try to fight back. 

-What it would take for him to open up and show his true feelings would be a long time of being allowed and encouraged to act the way he wants to, not fit the mold of a perfect pet. If his owner made it very clear that they wanted him to have some spirit, not just be an empty shell, he’d eventually be able to get over his conditioning and act more on impulse again. However, it would be a rather slow change, as the kind of pain he’s been through has left a deep impression on him with how he’s to behave. 

For the pet au. This one is gonna hurt. How would his brothers react of Subaru was actually put down?

Admin Mawile: (●>д<)ノ

Shuu:

-For the most part, he does everything possible not to care. It would hurt too much to think about what happened to the brother he’s known since he was small, to think that he’s probably next. It was to be expected that the useless get disposed of, so there’s nothing for him to be upset over. 

Reiji:

-The death of someone close to him makes him want to do everything possible not to be next. That kind of fate is what happens when one isn’t good enough to live, and the only thing he can do to avoid being put down himself is to get better and better, until he’s worth too much to be disposed of. 

Ayato:

-Having his brother actually die would send him into a panic, desperate to become good enough that he won’t be next. It’s surreal that someone he’s grown up with can just be gone, and it gets to the point where he’s so scared of it happening to him that he’d do very literally anything to be good. 

Kanato:

-Losing his brother, even one that he wasn’t particularly close to, would worsen his behavioral problems to a worrying extent. The reality that he really could die would leave him detached from reality, unable to do much more than cry and hope that he won’t be the next one to be gotten rid of. 

Laito:

-Sad as it is, that’s the kind of thing that happens in their lives, and he’ll do his absolute best not to be bothered by it… Which doesn’t go so well. He’s more sensitive than he’d ever want to admit to, and losing a loved one leaves a huge impact on his already damaged mental state. 

If I may ask, what kind of clothes do the vampires wear in the pet au, since they have special designated clothes, and what would the s and m boys wear?

Admin Mawile: ~ヾ(^∇^)

-Vampires, considering how human they look, have to at least be kept modest. Most are given old, poor quality articles of clothing, like simple pants or wraps, and are commonly given just enough to be kept modest. When they have different roles, like show or house pets, they can have fancier outfits, but the average pet will be dressed in just enough to consider them presentable. Collars or some mark of identification is common, though. 

The Sakamaki are probably on the nicer side of pet clothes. They’re from a respectable breeder, and are kept looking decent in the hopes that someone will purchase them. They probably wear clean, simple pants and shirts, without any kind of unnecessary decoration, but neat enough that they look properly dressed. When shown off to potential adopters, they may get nicer things. 

The Mukami, however, are from a pretty horrible environment. The best they probably get is a pair of dirty, tattered pants; just enough to be modest, and without wasting any “unnecessary” money on them. They’ve probably never worn anything nice in their lives, and once their on their own on the streets, they’ve kept the same, old pieces of clothing for years. 

Hi, first of all – I really love your work and your au’s, i literally just spent a whole a day just reading nearly everything! And second is it okay if I request Kanato pet au headcanons please? Like how was he when he first got bought and how did he adjust to his new owners kindness.

Admin Mawile: (*^▽^)/ Thank you, anon~

-Kanato, by the time an owner chose him, was unfortunately rather disturbed. He’d spent far too much time alone, punished for things that he had no control over, and the torture had severed his connection with reality. Prone to crying fits and mumbling one sided conversations to things that weren’t there, his already fragile mentality had shattered into sharp pieces. 

-In his first days with you, he spent most of his time hiding behind furniture and bursting into tears every time you tried to talk to him. He got a hold of a small blanket and refused to let go, treating it like the comfort object he’d never been able to have. He was desperate to please you, but unable to pull himself out of his terrified delusions long enough to think of how to do that. 

-Eventually, slowly, he started to relax a little, no longer trying to hide when you came close to him, crying a little less, and actually trying to do what you told him to. The longer Kanato went without being beaten or locked up somewhere small and dark. the more trusting he became. However, that blanket he grabbed in his early days would still never leave his side. 

-At his best, Kanato is eager to please and very, very delicate. He’ll do almost anything in order to keep you happy, and sticks to your side like a shadow. Your attention slowly becomes the most important thing in his life, and while he’ll never be quite healed, mentally, he can make a lot of progress from the broken way he was when you first met him. 

Okay your blog is Soo good I have so many Pet au things be ready to be bombarded, and of course take your time in answering! Yuma’s beautiful garden that was a gift from his master isn’t doing well (due to cold or disease) how does he react?

Admin Mawile: (●´∀`)ノ~ Oooh, I’ll be looking forward to your requests, anon~ 

-He’s nothing short of horrified that his work isn’t paying off. You gave him the garden, and the damage to it must be because he isn’t doing a good enough job taking care of it. Yuuma pours even more effort into taking care of the land, spending unhealthy amounts of time tending to every plant in the hopes that you won’t notice how the plants are failing. He’s determined to somehow fix what went wrong, to make sure that you’ll have no reason to be angry with him for not doing enough to take care of the garden you gave him.