like, you know...nyah!

[melocoton]

The Cat Everyone I Know is a Goddamn Furry Meme



So you know how in a certain series you're born with cat ears and they only come off when you lose your virginity? Well, this is nothing like that. One day you just suddenly wake up like this. all fluffy and cute (tail optional). Embarrassed? Planning to stay in bed until they go away on their own like some weird, supernatural cold? TOO BAD! Although you don't know how you got them, the one thing you do know for sure, somehow, is that they only come off with a kiss. So get out there and find a good samaritan to help you out!



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♥ The character replying does not necessarily need to have ears too, but they can! Mutual benefit might just be the incentive they need!
♥The kiss can be anywhere on the body, as short or long as you want it to be.
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♥Have fun!!

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such sawamura, very eijun

[tire]

[ woof. ]

[nannying]

[ shinji is whistling a little as he lets himself back into the third years dorm room he shares with eijun, tapping at his phone distractedly as he pulls the door closed. the high window along the front lets light in, but the room is otherwise as dark as it had been when shinji went out for a morning run, leaving eijun behind to do eijun things... he'd figured making good on his threat/promise to leave him behind would have brought him barreling behind him hollering, but he hadn't seen him at all. not that it mattered, they're retired now, he can do what he wants.

but class starts into twenty-five minutes, and the breakfast window is closing in fifteen, so time to work a little former captain magic. ]

Eijun, get up, already! Just 'cause it's Saturday doesn't mean you get to slack off.

[ and he crosses to tug at the blanket. ]

[tire]

[ normally, shinji's exactly right--it takes three seconds to motivate even the sleepiest sawamura eijun up and out of bed when someone is challenging him, whether it's furuya and his tire or shinji making him get to breakfast on time. he's always been a competitive guy, and if there's one thing he's great at, it's running and being energetic in the morning.

so he'd been ready to hop out of bed to join him--in fact, he'd leapt out of bed to find his running clothes, stumbling into the bathroom in the process, and that was the only reason he'd noticed something was Off. namely, when eijun looked up in the mirror, there were two little brown ears perched on his head.

...weird.

he stares at them for a second. tries to pull them off, only to end up yelping and flailing backwards, and it's in that exact second that he realizes that they are in fact attached to his head. it's only sheer luck that shinji's already out of earshot (or maybe has his headphones in) that eijun yells, a confused bark of a noise that suits the cute little fluffy ears on his head more than it does a person.

by the present time, he's dived back under the covers, throwing the blankets back over his head. maybe he can stuff them under a hat. no, that'd probably hurt! maybe he can just--not go to class today. no one'll know. he can be sick! that's it. he's clearly sick, because there are dog ears attached to his head. eijun's only just decided this plan when he hears shinji's voice and okay, he panics, and pulls the covers further up like he can hide under them. ]

Nooo-- [ he whines the minute the blankets are being tugged at and valiantly holds them up closer to his head. ] I don't--Shinjiii, I don't feel good! I'm sick! Really, really sick! Dying!

[ complete with a (totally convincing) cough. ]

[ it's too bad he's lying on his stomach and has yet to notice the curly-q tail shaped lump where nothing should be under the covers. ]

[nannying]

[ now he knows something's wrong, and his pull increases in strength. ]

For a guy who's dyin' you're pullin' pretty hard.

[ he's not sure who eijun thinks he's fooling with that kind of hollering, but more than the yelling, he's distracted by, well. the weird bump.

he drops the blanket and leans forward to pat at it. ]

What is that?

[ Maybe he is dying, if random lumps is a disease. (or he's hiding something and shinji's going to have to kill him.) ]

[tire]

This is a man's death!

[ he proclaims this loudly from beneath his blanket shield, clinging on tighter even as shinji's pulling, but then he goes and pats what is not his butt.

eijun blinks. ] What's what?

[ and then, like an absolute fucking moron, he lifts the blanket to look at it, showing off not only the curly, fluffy tail, but the ears perched on his head. ] Wha--when did that get there?!

[ realizing his mistake in three... two... ]

[tire]

[ YANKS THE BLANKETS BACK OVER HIS HEAD ]

NO, DON'T LOOK!!

hokkaido bear #2

[snowline]

[ comes in obvious brown bear and bonus malamute flavors. ]

you can pick the critter

[staminaroll]

[Satoru always likes coming home after away games, especially ones when he gets to start and manages to help the Giants bring home a win. This one was going to be particularly satisfying because Masamune was also supposed to be starting, but the news broke just before Satoru took the field in Nagoya: Masamune had been placed on the IR indefinitely with an undisclosed condition and wouldn't be starting.

Turns out, the drive to get the game over with and get back to Tokyo as soon as possible is a great way to motivate Satoru to play an exceptional game. He can't even really enjoy it, though; Masamune's not saying much in his messages and while that's not that unusual, if he was really fine then he'd be playing.

The four hour drive back feels like an eternity. Satoru endures a mild scolding from Takahashi for his lackluster postgame interviews and does his best to do better with the hometown media. As soon as it's over, though, he's gone, opting for a taxi over a train. He gets the driver to let him out at a cafe a couple of blocks away, a frequent and convenient option that lets him approach the building from a less visible angle. The front seems clear; apparently injured players aren't interesting enough to camp out for. A few seconds of pacing in the elevator and he's on their floor and into the apartment.

He enters quietly, toeing his shoes off and looking in before he actually steps into the living room.]

Masamune?

don't you know decisions are hard

[snowline]

[ Waking up this morning was supposed to be a good thing - he'd be starting a baseball game, Satoru'd be coming home, they'd probably order their favorite takeout as victory for their obvious mutual wins (it hadn't been hard for anyone to notice their respective stat increases when they were simultaneously starting, them least of all). Instead he'd rolled over and had two fluffy round... things on his head. After twenty minutes of kind of painful tugging, he'd called his agent and the team doctor, in that order, and even though he'd been very clear that he'd be fine, he wears a hat to play, he'd gotten the verdict pulling him from the first string. Not the way he wanted to start his day.

Satoru's texts had been hard to answer because he really has no idea where to even start with this one. I have bear ears? I have a feeling I know how to get rid of them but I wasn't going to test it with my agent? Satoru would probably be mad he hadn't gotten over himself and asked her to kiss him somewhere, but he feels - off. He'd cut off any concern that it's anything immediately dangerous, not wanting to worry him too much, but otherwise all he'd said was it's not a big deal.

He's been camped out on the couch for hours, glowering at the TV screen any time his own name came up, rolling his eyes through his own lineup flagging with their ace suddenly on the DL, quietly impressed by Satoru's work but translating the gaps in his interview answers into how much of a rush he's in to be home. Yui's on the screen doing the talking - he's the media darling in their battery, that's not a surprise - when Masamune hears the door opening with the weird tunnel effect of having two sets. Before he reaches around for the remote to mute the TV, he drags the blanket draped across his shoulders up over his head. He's setting the remote in his lap when Satoru leans in, and he stares at him from the blanket canopied over his head. ]

Mm. [ He hunkers a little, frowning. The weird shape of his head is suggested but not outright confirmed given the thickness of the blanket. ]

[staminaroll]

[He'd heard the sounds of the broadcast when he came in and was fully prepared to see Masamune maybe curled up on the couch sulking and trying to evict an illness through the sheer force of his disdain, so seeing him sitting up seems like a good sign. Seeing him so fully wrapped in a blanket doesn't but apart from that Masamune seems surprisingly normal. No cast or sling or anything to indicate what might have happened.

Satoru's not shy about closing the distance, though, getting in close before sitting right beside Masamune on the couch, turned with one bent leg up on the cushions so he's facing him. He doesn't move the blanket since Masamune's not really using it to hide, not completely, but he is looking at the visible bits very intently. Even from here nothing really seems odd. There's something about his head that Satoru can't quite put his finger on, but it could just be an illusion, something brought on by seeing him all wrapped up like this.

Eventually it's clear that just looking isn't going to reveal anything of value. That means trying to get him to talk about it.]

What happened? You missed your start.

[snowline]

[ He shifts his shoulders, then his hips, so he's pointed a little more in Satoru's direction as he settles down. It's the only concession he's willing to make toward acknowledging him being home even though more relief than he expected is catching in his chest. He drags the blanket tighter, as obviously locked up as his expression, even though his face is still pointed at the television, watching his tiny teammate cheerfully lead reporters around by the nose.

He can't ignore Satoru and not say anything, as much as he might like to. His eyes turn down, and he finally shrugs, the movement barely visible through his blanket cocoon. ]

Woke up this morning, wasn't - feeling right. [ The pause was obvious, drawn out just a beat too long. ] Called the doctor and he told me I couldn't play. ...I'm fine.

[ That is pretty much the opposite of the definition of 'I'm fine', Masamune. He stubbornly continues to stare at the remote in his lap. ]

kise ryota / knb

[kichan]

[available in golden retriever or bonus kitsune flavor]

bunnichi kominato

[infield]

[ it's gotta be a bunny. alternatively, fox. everything's pink! ]

the other delinquent shortstop

[bornhustler]

[ serval ears, though, not cheetah. probably. ]

furuya shirokuma

[staminaroll]

[or samoyed if you'd prefer a floofier tail and whatnot!]

hhhhhhhh okay, I'm giving Aone polar bear ears too so they can match >=T

[ironwall]

[This is not the sort of thing that Aone is used to experiencing. He's never had bear ears before, after all. Nor has he found that one of his friends is stuck in the same predicament.

Finding Furuya with the bear ears is one thing, but realizing just how cute he looks like that is another entirely?? Aone can't help but stare at the other boy for a long few moments before reaching out to silently pet the top of Furuya's head, like he's a pet or something.

I'm so sorry Furuya.]

cuuuuuute

[staminaroll]

[Satoru managed to do a pretty nifty job of hiding things, he thinks. The tail was the easy part, however awkward it made sitting in certain chairs today. Hiding the sudden, inexplicable white ears on top of his head was a little more difficult, but that's what hoodies are for. Unfortunately for him, the hoodie's not immune to wind, but at least the only person to see is someone who is both a friend and, somehow, suffering from the same thing.

Satoru's not sure Aone's really suffering, though. Between his size and the color of his hair, the ears suit Aone in a way he knows they don't suit him.

The touching is a surprise, made all the more obvious by the way his extra ears perk up, but he doesn't move away. Aone's like him that way--sometimes it's easier to not say anything, especially if there's another way to communicate it.

Sometimes, though, there's no harm in talking.]

They look better on you.

no ur cute >=T

[ironwall]

[That comment catches Aone entirely off guard and he winds up pulling his hand back sharply and then just staring at Furuya again. Really? Do they?

He raises the same hand slowly to touch the ears on his own head. He hadn't even bothered trying to hide them. Most people never looked at him for more than a brief second anyway, because he was so scary looking, so it didn't matter to him too much. But the fact that someone has said something so nice about them is...

There is heat rising in his face as he shakes his head.]

No.

[Then he goes back to petting Furuya's head.]

They're... cute on you.

[YEAH.]

Re: no ur cute >=T

[staminaroll]

[Satoru's disappointed when Aone takes his hand away but it makes sense when he sees where it goes next. He's spent a good chunk of his own day just sort of investigating his own ears by touch (when he was alone, of course).

He doesn't really say anything when Aone denies his assessment, but it doesn't change his mind. It's hard to argue with someone who doesn't use that many words, especially when you don't want to use that many of your own. Instead he watches Aone's broad hand come back and closes his eyes for the petting. The compliment makes him blush and fidget a little, though.

Cute?]

Really? [He's not that incredulous when he replies, but it's still a surprise.]

I don't know how long I'll have them for but I guess they're all right.

Shoukichi Narutaro

[littleredbean]

[Little tiger ears and tail, GAO!]

nyarumiya mei

[koshien]

[ the prettiest fluffiest cat

i did this just to make the pun ]

yoichi kuramocheetah

[basesteal]

[ of course the predictable cheetah ears and tail... ]

lands... lmk if this is too much ig

[pickoffs]

[ kazuya's alarm goes off at seven-thirty, so he can be in class at nine fifteen on time. sometimes that means he wakes up yoichi, other times he doesn't bother, and on rare occasion yoichi's up and halfway out the door when he gets up.

this morning is none of those, because this morning kazuya's email has a nice red 1 badge next to it telling him his first class is canceled, and that means another half hour or so, at least, is his for the taking. grinning, he tucks his phone under his pillow and rolls over to hang his arm over yoichi's middle, bury his face in his hair.

...okay, wait, what in the hell is poking at his leg. usually he can figure it out, but since yoichi is turned in the other direction, something is very wrong here.

he sits up, squinting because his glasses are on the bedside table, and reaches down to tug on the tail currently laying over his thigh. ]

Yoichi! [ squawked, loudly. ] What the hell kinda furry bullshit is this?!

omfg jfc

[basesteal]

[ it would've been the second situation if class didn't get canceled, probably, because yoichi doesn't even wake up to kazuya's alarm clock. instead he keeps sleeping as he's latched onto a pillow, burying his face into it as he was facing away from the other. when he hears the other's voice, the animal ears and tail twitch before yoichi grumbles and stuffs the pillow he had in his arms into kazuya's face. ]

...Shut up I'm tryin' to sleep...

[ and he goes back to snoring lightly. ]

;*

[pickoffs]

[ no, okay, the tail was weird but he's heard of weirder attachments to people clothes, but it's moving and those are ears? this is a really dedicated prank.

and also he has a mouthful of pillow case. thanks, yoichi. with a grumble of his own, he smacks yoichi with it, once and then a few more times for good measure. ]

No, wake up and tell me what's on your head, or I'm sending pictures to everybody.

[ actually, he's gonna do that anyway. he shifts to reach for his phone while he continues to smack yoichi's back with the pillow. ]