#phantomcat94

[mirapancake]

Trick or Treat!!! 🎃

Treat for you!!! And a bonus lil Cats keychain! @phantomcat94 🐈‍⬛🧡🎃

💙Happy Halloween friendo!!💙

[stawbebbiess]

Hallo! I’m a longtime Cats fan but I’m new to the whole Discord culture, how would you suggest going about joining one? (Note: I am an anxious bean)

Hi there! Fret not

You can find Discord servers by either searching for them on tumblr or asking around, most people who use discord will know of one or two that you could join. You can DM the owner for permission, but if the invite link is open, that means you’re free to join!

Some servers are for general cats talk and other servers are a bit more specific (such as rp, shipping, or cosplay), so depending on what you’re interested in, you might feel more comfortable in a specific or a general server

Most discords will have an intro channel when you join, where you give your name, pronouns, and whatever else it asks for (usually age or tumblr handle but every server is different), so the moment you join you can introduce yourself

Every server I’ve been in have been super friendly, and no one will look twice at you for jumping in on a conversation if you’re interested. If you’re a little anxious about meeting people, that’s okay! You can ease your way into talking to people by joining smaller discords first that may not be so overwhelming

Discords are a great way to share work, art, thoughts, and to meet friends! But don’t feel too pressured to be 100% active in any servers you join, you can join a server and lurk for a little bit and talk when you feel comfortable

If you need help finding servers to join, let me know! I can definitely point you in the right direction

I hope this helped :3c <3

[moonykins]

phantomcat94 replied to your photo “Oh hi.”

Love the mug and the haircut!

Thank you! Got the mug in a Disney store several years ago (it’s my fave for a cup of hot choccie), and got the haircut yesterday! :D

[moonykins]

phantomcat94 replied to your post “Moony you keep showing up on my Pinterest whenever I search references...”

Yeah your Electra costume, at least twice! I found it really funny and coincidental that I looked for references to draw her and *poof* there you were! Like “oh hey I know you thru the tumbles”

Hahaha that’s funny!

[moonykins]

Moony you keep showing up on my Pinterest whenever I search references for cats costumes xD

Wait really, someone has pinned me on pinterest? xD

[spacemuffinz]

Honeybee mood board for @phantomcat94

[jclifou]

Gafou sin pretty please ;)

;;Fingergun at @mywhataguy for the prompt! My dude was outdone by @phantomcat94 with a more specific prompt. What a champ!

“Gastonnnnn.” Delirious from the heat and his own lack of sleep–he was plagued by it, honestly, worse now in the woods than he ever had been before in the village–LeFou turned back over onto his back, throwing his blankets off of him in protest. “It’s entirely too hot out here! I can’t breathe. Can’t we move somewhere else?”

The last several hours had been filled with nothing but high-pitched complaints and low, growling, irritated responses. There was nowhere else to set up camp, even if the late hour would allow for them to do so, and why couldn’t LeFou just roll over and try to get some sleep? But, the rebuttle would sound, it’s impossible to sleep in this kind of heat, can’t you see that?, it’s bound to be cooler closer to the water. On and on and on, rambling and complaints and refusals to try silence and sleep, until at last Gaston’s patience snapped.

The first warning LeFou received was the angry flapping of his friend’s own blankets being tossed off of him; the second the soft pounding of his feet headed towards him. “Gaston, please, it’s just–it’s so–the heat is so much, surely we can–.”

Whatever his last thought was, it was lost to a startled, admittedly frightened gasp. Gaston was on top of him. One strong hand was clamped over LeFou’s mouth, two strong legs straddled him effortlessly: the long, loose tendrils of Gaston’s hair, freed from its bow for bed, dropped softly down beside his friend’s ear like the inky fingers of night, soft and sweet on his cheek.

“Would. You. Be. Quiet?” LeFou nodded. His breathing from behind Gaston’s hand was staggered and shaky as he willed himself to remain calm–but oh, with Gaston above him and nothing but a few flimsy layers of cloth between them, with a dark night reminiscent of those shared in military tents and his Captain once again giving familiar orders….

LeFou’s cheeks, blissfully hidden by the dimness of night, grew pink almost immediately. Warmth spread over him, emanating from around Gaston’s hand in all directions as he attempted to squirm away, to hide–but Gaston smirked, glancing sharply down between them and slowly dragging his eyes back up.

“You’re so predictable, LeFou.” But he didn’t sound disgusted, or even mildly disgruntled. He sounded…approving. LeFou whimpered a little at the near-praise and Gaston rolled his hips, pressing down into his friend, watching approvingly when almost-panicked brown eyes rolled back in ecstasy. Predictable. 

Gaston shifted above him and soon the night air, not all that much different in temperature, caressed him lovingly where it had not before. The Captain pulled his nightshirt up to rest just above his stomach, and while he never once let go of LeFou’s mouth, he did wrap his other hand around the half-hard shaft of the smaller man, pumping it experimentally. Years of inaction did little to dim the memory of what his hand was like…! LeFou yelped, and bucked his hips as far up into that hand as Gaston’s weight would allow. Gaston huffed a laugh through his nose–or was it a grunt?–at how quickly LeFou responded to him, teasing the man until he stood tall and proud in his grasp, hard and throbbing, eyes closed, fairly mewling behind Gaston’s fingers.

“Is this all you wanted, my friend? Will this send you off to sleep?” With a twist of his wrist, Gaston had LeFou seeing stars, shouting incoherently something that sounded suspiciously like his name. He tightened his grip and continued, his own hips thrusting shallowly against LeFou as the smaller man sobbed wretchedly behind his hand, tossed his head and bucked his hips. Gaston encouraged the noises, pressed LeFou to grow ever louder despite his human gag, even set wicked teeth upon him to nip and bite, to spur him on into completion, until with a final strangled cry and tears standing in his eyes he came in thick spurts, coating everything from Gaston’s still-moving hand to his own trembling thighs.

“Good boy.” The hand dropped away from his mouth and the clearing of their camp was filled with the sound of LeFou’s ragged panting. He didn’t think twice about cleaning the other hand as it was offered to him, even eager to use his broad tongue to clean himself from every plane of his Captain’s hand. “Good boy.” The praise repeated set his fluttering eyes on Gaston’s face: in the darkness, it was unreadable.

Though quieter now, and boneless, and certainly in no shape to return such favors, LeFou whined again, catching his friend’s attention before speaking in a small, subdued voice. “Shouldn’t I…? What about you, Gaston?”

“Go to bed, LeFou,” the great hunter replied, heaving himself off of his friend and plodding back over to his own bedroll. He grunted as he crawled back into it; his eyes glittered in the dark, far more wakeful than his bored voice implied. “You can repay me in the morning, if it means so much to you.”And until then, Gaston likely would not sleep a wink, too enthralled by the possibilities new suspicions awoke in him.

[jclifou]

@phantomcat94 said:  Oh my god I watched this and I laughed so hard I had an asthma attack. It's good but sooo obviously aimed at kids.

;;I mean, I walked in expecting that. But you know what I didn’t walk in expecting? How much all THREE of us were gonna like it! This whole time we’ve been making super positive comparisons to titles we loved from back when Disney wasn’t afraid of teenagers, like Sky High, Halloweentown, Luck of the Irish, The Lizzie McGuire Movie, The Thirteenth Year, etc.! It’s kinda neat to look at this film and go “y’know, sans musical numbers and with a stronger actor for Ben...this is pretty legitimately on-par with some of the films we really used to love.”

So, y’know. We’re not exactly starry-eyed and breathless over the beauty of it, but we’re actually really enjoying it! Taking a quick midway break to recharge batteries, we’ve been travelling pretty much all day. :)