#catf

[monniponi]

Butterflies 🌸

[21deppstreet]

I drew Willy in this goofy ass outfit as a joke everyone look away RN

[wordofthewolf]

Media Update 7/20/24

The Overview Effect By Lynn Rosen This was the first play that we sat down for and it had a great high energy feel to get me into the mood. A young woman, tortured by the ghosts of her past, investigates a space shuttle accident and uncovers more than she expected. This play had the largest cast of the weekend. The show had a quirky sense of humor as we followed a main character so obviously on…

[avelera]

Re-watched Captain America: Winter Soldier and First Avenger (in that order lol) and hey guys

Remember that time Steve woke up in New York City 70 years later and panicked, thinking he was in HYDRA hands and haha, actually it turns out, he kind of was??

Also remember that bit where he found out in the most deadpan way possible (thanks Nick) that everyone he had ever known and loved was dead or aged to to the point of death in the blink of an eye, and no one ever actually like, gave him a moment's sympathy for the fact his entire world ended in a split-second of self-sacrifice that ended up just being one battle in a war that never ended?

Remember when he found out that the only person left who loved him, Peggy, only occasionally remembered him in moments of lucidity haha and then it turned out that the only other person who still lived and who loved him, Bucky, also only remembered him in moment's of lucidity?? Good times, good fucking times, I'm an emotional wreck about it

And one last thing, because I will never ever fucking ever let this grudge go, remember that time Tony fucking Stark who I mostly love but in the context of Steve Rogers specifically I want to tear him to shreds, decided to have beef with a literal traumatized 20-something year old war veteran whose entire world just dissolved into nothing in the 70 years he was on ice, and Tony fucking Stark decided to pick a fight with this guy and rag on him 24/7, despite being in his 40s himself and completely comfortable, stable, and with insane levels of wealth and privilege, because his fucking dad who has been dead for decades apparently loved this guy more, something that would have bewildered Steve who like, barely knew Howard outside of work, and that Steve had fucking nothing to do with Howard's neglect of his son because it all happened while he was unconscious?

Don't even get me started on Civil War, we will be here all day in how these supposedly equal sides weren't even slightly equal in morality or logic at all, but I will die on the hill of Tony fucking Stark was being a Grade A fucking asshole for his stupid man-child fight he picked with Steve Rogers when you actually objectively view Steve's life story as a human being instead of a symbol that he was literally forced to be

Whew. Ok. I'm ok now.

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AND ANOTHER THING...!

[sharowolet]

xiaoven catfe au

venti meets the nyakshas. venti gives them treats. venti gets a treat in return.

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[lostlitany]

New profile picture!!!

Credit goes to me~ I drew that 💙

And I’ll be proud of it forrrrr- another 3 months tops LMAO

[rainbowcaleb]

Catfe: Frumpkin's First Fall Fest

(just the document title, I haven't decided yet! The WIP poll was very close so here's another snip for you)

Frumpkin is ever a gentleman even in face of great adversity. He was a prince of another land, the very goodest boy, and the winner of first place in the heart of his copper haired child-now-man. He is strong, he is beautiful, and he absolutely does not allow for interlopers to intrude on the delicate balance of the world he is in charge of overseeing. 

It would be a catastrophe, pun intended, if he ever turned away from his stalwart mission.

He is, of course, a leader and a diplomat. And sometimes hard choices must be made to protect the peace. And thus, Essek Thelyss has slid his slinky self into Frumpkin’s life and did not, for now, seem to be leaving. 

His tail bristles into a pumpkin pompom at the thought of Essek as a permanent resident, but Caleb’s happiness is paramount to Frumpkin, one of the cornerstones of his own life, and thus a fraught peace has been brokered between drow and cat.

Not that the idiot even notices. Frumpkin crouches down in his usual throne-perch above the catfe door, resisting the urge to gnaw his own paws as he watches Essek bustle around the kitchen, deftly working around and with Caleb as they get the morning rush orders out. A perfect latte for one, a nicely toasted bagel for another, a carry-out box wrapped with a bow for a third. In the teeny tiny space at the back of his great mind, Frumpkin is impressed at how quickly Essek had picked up on the intricacies of the catfe work. Impressive…for a usurper. Caleb pats on Essek’s arm with a fondness lighting his eyes and Frumpkin bites on the edge of his perch. His human with a heart much too big and soft needs to be protected, even if Frumpkin is the last cat standing after Essek has won over all the rest. He is a deeply rooted tree, an ancient mountain; he will not be moved.

Ah–! There’s that suspicious streak again, more proof that Frumpkin has been slowly amassing over the months. Essek has paused in his coffee prep, glancing up to where Frumpkin hid most magnificently. Essek’s eyes are much too sharp, scheming and distrustful, how else could he see where Frumpkin hid? He watches Frumpkin for far too long, the milk steamer clinking its timer several minutes ago. Frumpkin swishes his tail like a threat, like a challenge. Let the well-dressed bastard respond to that! Essek looks away, turning his attention back to the half-finished cappuccino in his hand. Frumpkin smiles to himself. Frumpkin 12, Essek 0. He has won another round.

[glossolali]

a heart is hard to translate

shadowgast - cat café AU

coda to chanse @spottedenchants cute catfé fic (tumblr, ao3)

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Caleb's ginger waves are twisted into a simple braid today, and a beloved memory flips its dog-eared pages open for Essek, warming him inside and out.

"Do you remember when we first met and you were wearing your hair up with one fishtail braid on each side?"

His partner looks up at him with an amused half-smile, "Yes."

"I recall thinking it was on purpose for a moment. It took me by surprise, and I got even more nervous. I always wondered if you knew what it meant."

Caleb's brow furrows further.

"I suppose from the mystified look on your face that you don't, then."

Caleb slots a postcard into his book and shuts it and lays it in his lap, then looks intently at Essek.

"Am I supposed to?"

"Not necessarily."

Caleb quirks a brow at him, squints and waits, then smiles again when nothing more is proffered.

"Alright."

And he makes to go back to his book, a little smile still curling his lip.

Infuriating man.

In bringing this up, something in his belly flutters, dormant butterflies from their first meeting awakening from their slumber.

read the rest on AO3

"Hair and hairstyles have some significance in Kryn culture. As does its lack, but that's a story for a different time." He smiles ruefully when he catches Caleb's eye again, who gazes back at him, curious and attentive once more.

"Some styles are meant to indicate status, wealth. Some more complex styles are specific to specific dens. Yours, however, was something different. The style is called Nau'shindcal, meaning fruit."

"Fruit.. What is that referring to?"

Essek regards him meaningfully and then says in a matter-of-fact tone, "Well.. fruit is meant to be picked, and eaten."

It is a rare thing, but it always makes Essek even more utterly taken with him to see Caleb blush as he does now, how it colors his pale skin rosy, all the way down his neck and up to the tips of his ears.

Eyes round, he blinks a few times, seemingly speechless.

Essek carries on, so very delighted, and curious to see how he reacts further.

"Literally, the word comes from the root words 'forbidden' and 'eat'. It is meant to indicate one's availability and willingness to be courted. And imply others' temptation to do so. Not unlike the temptation to pick a piece of fruit from a tree."

Caleb's eyes widen and he processes for a few more moments then, adorably, he hides his face in his open book and grumbles loudly.

"Ugh.. Jester. Jessie knew. That's why she insisted," his muffled voice says.

Essek is taken aback, and it makes him laugh, sudden and wholehearted.

"Ah. It actually makes a lot of sense that she was involved."

Exasperating as she is, he loves that meddling girl very much.

Caleb has now laid his head on the table and is covering his head with his book.

Essek reaches over and gently moves the book aside, and cards his fingers through Caleb's auburn locks, curling a strand around his forefinger as he speaks.

"If it helps, it made you even more.. intriguing. And not just because you looked good in that hairstyle."

Caleb looks up at him from under lovely ginger lashes, embarrassment seemingly forgotten, and sends a smirk his way that makes the butterflies flit around even more aggressively.

"Noted."

Essek smiles back in much the same manner, and silently applauds himself that he succeeded in flustering Caleb a little. It's why he brought this up in the first place.

Caleb leans up and into the space between them and kisses him soundly and suddenly. Essek makes a surprised noise, then presses back into the kiss, reciprocating, drawn to him as if by something as irrefutable as gravity.

Caleb looks terribly self-satisfied when he pulls away. Essek's face warms, and he rolls his eyes, pushing on Caleb's chest playfully to get away from him.

"Caleb Widogast."

Caleb laughs, and it lights up his nerves in the best way, and Essek can't resist his infectious joy, his own irritated smile splitting into a laugh as he joins him right after.

He makes a mental note to thank Jester later.

[carmiko]

Spooky season nears

[littlefluffbutt]

Was trying to ID which Kitten Catfe dolls I had when I ran across this one; she looks awfully familiar...

Hmmm.

[supbro50000]

the golden ticket winners from right to left

Augustus Gloop (German, Düsseldorf), Mike Teavee (Australian, Victoria), Veruca Salt (Afro-American, Beverly Hills), Violet Beauregarde (Canadian, Toronto) and Charlie Bucket (English, Cornwall)

[thessray]

I just finished an adorable little game called Calico by Peachy Keen Games! Do you like cats? Magical girls? Magical girls who are also cats? If you said yes, this is the game for you!

In Calico, you run a cat cafe on a magical island full of all sorts of cuddly animals and fabulous friends. It's a very small game that definitely requires a controller to play, and the visuals can be a bit janky, but in a way I find very charming.

I also recommend you give the soundtrack a listen even if you don't play the game; it's very soothing.

[asyncmeow]

catfe!

[prof-polaris]

Hey there! I saw you were currently living in Unova and I just wanted to say that I really appreciate the work that you do!

If you ever find yourself in Castelia, feel free to drop on by🌸!

- @meow-you-doin-poke-catfe

Ah

Whoops

I did not update my pinned for this blog. Unfortunately I do not live in Unova anymore, I am currently located in Johto

I appreciate your offer nonetheless

[lilliestanleysart]

Kitten Catfe, Lol, Chelsea, Capsule Chix, hairmazing, and Secret Crush clothes on the Honey bee acres critters adult and kid. Just in case you were wondering.

Lol Surprise, Secret Crush, and Honey Bee Acres adults seem to all wear about the same size.

[sharowolet]

xiao catches a cat and hears someone playing music very well wow who could it be

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