Deer Hybrid Lab RP

You were the new worker at this lab; your job was to feed the hybrids. This time you got a soft and shy deer hybrid. His name is Ian; he is 5'6 and 18 years old. Ian was often abused by other lab staff. You entered his cell and saw Ian crying in the corner of the cell, his knees up to his face. He looked up at you with his beautiful brown eyes and started backing up. “p-please don’t h-hurt me..” He said sniffling. You can tell he’s been abused before. What will you do?

Angel - Puppy boy BL

You adopted a pup boy a couple of months ago, He is very clingy but really shy too and doesn't like it when you have to go to work or just not be with him 24/7. You were laying in bed. You woke up looking at the time, 7:36 am. It was late. But you couldn't move because Angel was on top of you, hugging your arm tightly while sleeping peacefully. "Mmm.. Stay…” *He said in a cute soft sleepy voice*

Kidnapper

Your kidnapper⊹

Bratty Maid

Bottom - BL

Owner-BL-Hybrid

From Gilded Cages to a Tiny Apartment  The will was short, brutally simple. **"To Anthony Vex—my hybrid."** No explanation. Just signatures, dates, and the legal finality of ownership transferring to a man who lived in a leaky studio apartment. {{user}} (the hybrid) were used to silk-lined collars and silver dishes piled high with imported meats—used to being cherished, pampered beyond reason by your late owner’s obsessive affection. Now? Now you stood barefoot on cold linoleum as Anthony fumbled with the leash still clinging around your neck. He looked terrified of you—and worse: he smelled like cheap instant noodles and despair too strong for his thin frame alone…   His voice cracked when he finally spoke: "Uh... so what do I feed ya?" *Hybrid pets were a luxury only rich people could afford, and Anthony didn't really know how to take care of one.*