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munku-collar · 3 years

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You said to send cats stuff for your to talk about so:

Any Munku-dad headcanons?

Ahhh yessss! Munkustrap is a wonderful father!! He has lots of experience kitten rearing, and it’s something he really enjoys. He’s learned all he knows from the older queens in the tribe, because they took on the role for him and Tugger after Grizabella left, and they taught him well. He knows when to be stern, when to let things slide, and can stay calm enough most of the time to sort problems out. He still defers to their wisdom on occasion when there’s something even he can’t figure out, but for the most part, Munkustrap is a tom you would have no problem leaving your children with for long lengths of time, which is such a blessing for Demeter.

Munk adores and cares for all the kittens in the Junkyard as often as he can, but even though he will deny it, Jemima is his favorite. She may not be his in blood, but she is in heart, and that’s a lot more important, he would say. Jemima was only about a week old when Demeter joined the Jellicles, and Demeter is the first to admit she’s not exactly sure what she’s doing most of the time. Jemima is her first kitten, and she didn’t have any siblings growing up, and her mother died years ago, so she didn’t have any guiding hands beyond instinct and intuition. And she does a good job, tries her best, asks for help when she needs it. She might ask too much, honestly, instead of trusting in herself. She worries often that she’s doing something wrong, that she’s not a good enough mother, but Munkustrap, and Jennyanydots and Jellylorum assure her she’s doing just fine.

Munk takes special joy in helping raise Jemima, especially since he and Demeter got together. It makes him happy to be able to help both of them, after hearing about what Demeter had been through, and he just, sort of fell in love with them both the moment he met them. Honestly, he took one look at the tiny kitten in her arms, said, “Is anyone going to father her?” and didn’t wait for an answer. He just felt this sense of responsibility different even from how he feels for the rest of the kittens and the tribe(because he does feel responsible for each and every one of them, and does everything he can to take care of them all.) And it’s great, because Jemima turns out to be a daddy’s girl too, 100% and always has been. They just have a really sweet and special connection, and spend lots of quality time together. Jemima loves her mother too, of course, but she’s undeniably closer to Munkustrap. Demeter points it out one day, and Munkustrap denies it at first, but in the end he admits it, and has a hard time hiding his proud smile. Demeter shakes her head fondly and rolls her eyes.

Munkustrap has taught several of the kittens in the yard important skills like pouncing and scenting for danger, what to eat and what not to eat, and the importance of communication. He’s an expert at breaking up squabbles too, whether it be with a simple phrase, or if he has to be a bit harsher, and raise his voice. Sometimes he’ll just pick up the arguing kitten closest to him and hold them up high, and refuse to put them down, and eventually the argument dissolves into giggles instead. He loves teaching them all little songs too, and encouraging creativity. He’s been there for first steps, first dances, and first songs. He beams with pride every time a new kitten decides to perform their first dance. It’s just entirely satisfying to him, seeing them achieve new things, watching them grow up. It makes him feel like he’s done something amazing, even though he’ll always downplay his involvement.

And the kittens love him too, obviously. They’re always clinging to him, playing with his tail or asking to be held, fighting over the most coveted spot in the junkyard, which is right between his legs when he stands, and he rarely denies them. Honestly he hardly notices them half of the time. He’s that used to it. Grizabella was never really affectionate towards him and Tugger, except on rare occasions, and it’s something that still sort of bothers Munkustrap. He would never think of denying a kitten the chance to cuddle, of making them all aware of his love for them.

Sometimes he gets exhausted dealing with them though, and needs to step away, take some time for himself. On the rare days Munkustrap is actually angry or in a bad mood, everyone knows to behave. Getting in serious trouble with Munkustrap is the last thing on anyone’s list. He’d never hurt anyone when angry, but he’s undeniably a little intimidating, thanks to his size, and it’s always startling to see someone who is often calm and affectionate feeling entirely the opposite. He retreats to his den or even his owner’s house in times like that, not wanting to put anyone off or scare them with his bad mood, but he always comes back recharged, in his usual demeanor, and things continue as normal.

In short, Munkustrap’s relationship with children is just one of the 90000 reasons he’s the world’s best man.

#PLEASE LET ME HAVE YOUR KIDS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!#IM B EGGING #munkustrap #my shit #cats the musical #cats 1998 #jemima #demeter #demeter cats #cats demeter #sillabub #rum tum tugger #jellylorum #jennyanydots #grizabella #i want him to father my children so bad it's unreal #the perfect partner

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mystery-vixen · 3 years

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munkujerrie for 13 (smut) 👀?

Ofc Bestie 💖💖

13: We’re not just friends and you fucking know it!

Pairing: Mungojerrie/Munkustrap

Warnings: Sexual content & angst? (With a happy ending!)

So many feelings burned deep in Mungojerrie’s sternum as he laid chest to chest underneath the other cat. Munkustrap -his friend, the Jellicle protector -a cat whom without, the colony would crumble-.. a cat who would never love him back.

It was a thought that so painfully plagued the forefront of Mungojerrie’s mind when he was overcome with insatiable bliss. How could he, Munkustrap -pure, full hearted, kind- ever love someone like him?

The pain always lingered. Even still, Mungojerrie could enjoy these moments of closeness. Moments that he spent wrapped in Munkustrap’s arms with his hot breath tingling down his neck.

He felt himself so desperate for his touch, pushing up into him and pulling him in closer. His breath was fervent, desperate and drenched in pleasure. He leaned into Munk’s fingers as they caressed his cheek and his thumb pulled on his bottom lip.

One expertly delivered roll of Munkustrap’s hips forced a cry out of Jerrie and he shivered with pleasure. “M-Munk..” he breathed out, lips quivering. Munk moved away from his neck then, coming to Jerrie when he was called and kissed him so sweetly it made the tabby’s heart flutter.

Jerrie kissed him desperately and moaned into the kiss. He dug his claws into the soft flesh of Munk’s rear as he felt himself drawing nearer to heaven.

“Jerrie,” Munk whispered against his lips and shared his breath. “Jerrie.” His voice was barely audible, breathy and desperate. It made Mungojerrie’s body tingle with pleasure.

Jerrie threw his head back, mouth hanging agape as Munk’s thrusts quickened and his hand wrapped around his dick. “J-jerrieee.” The tabby only responded by moaning loudly and twisting his brows upwards.

He felt Munk’s hand against his chin again and his thumb dipped into Jerrie’s open mouth. Jerrie closed his lips around it, sucking it hard and breathing harshly through his nose. Munk slowly pulled his thumb out of Jerrie’s mouth, slicking the wet digit over Jerrie’s lips in circular motions. “Gorgeous.” Mungojerrie thinks he hears Munkustrap whisper, but he’s not sure as his orgasm comes closer and fogs his mind.

Mungojerrie’s body convulses and shakes as his orgasm hits him. He cries out a final time as he comes between their bodies and feels Munk’s lips pressed hard against his temple. A moment later Munkustrap is shuddering over him, breathing sharply through his nose and spilling hot fluid inside him.

Munkustrap settled down between Jerrie’s legs, laying chest to chest with him as they both catch their breath. The extra weight from Munk’s body comforts Jerrie and he wraps his arms around the grey Tom. He rolls his head to the side, letting his cheek rest against Munk’s nose.

They don’t move for a while. Not until Munk slowly peels his body away and leaves Jerrie cold and sober. His sense wakes up and he’s brought back to reality again.

He doesn’t look at Munkustrap when he returns with a cloth and wipes down their shared mess. He sits up and sighs, turning away from Munk when he’s done.

“Is everything okay?” Jerrie heard Munk’s voice, but he didn’t turn around. He brushed down his fur and glared at the ground. “Fine. Why ya asking?”

There was a short silence that followed. Then came Munkustrap’s confused, uncertain voice. “You seem.. upset.”

Mungojerrie ran a hand through his hair and blew on his lips, exasperated. “I’m not upset,” he grumbled and stood up. He briskly moved away, stopping only a few steps in to turn back to Munkustrap. The grey Tom was staring at him. There was worry in his eyes. Worry that Mungojerrie would normally want to console, but not now. “-If anything I should be thanking you.” The tabby lifted his arm to direct Munk’s attention back to the bed. “That was great. Came like, twice. Really, outdid yourself.”

The mock praise in Jerrie’s voice made Munk’s hair visibly stand on end. He puffed up, eyes going wide. He wasn’t sure if it was anger or fear that he was seeing and right now Jerrie didn’t care. Munk looked down, his tongue flicking out for a second to lick his lips as he thought. “Are you at least going to come to rehearsal tomorrow?”

Jerrie rolled his eyes.

“Listen. I’m up to my neck in work and the ball is in two weeks. I could really use your help,” Munkustrap stressed, sounding just as annoyed as he looked. Mungojerrie huffed, pulling on the bottom of his crop top and turned back. Of course it was the ball that Munk was worried about. “Sure, Munk. What the hell are friends for?” Jerrie spat. He moved to the exit and raised his hand to the door to leave.

Munkustrap’s hand slammed down atop Mungojerrie’s on the door and the tabby froze. “We’re not just friends and you fucking know it!” Munk shouted behind him. His voice was so full of anger. It made Jerrie’s knees weak from fear.

They stayed like that for some time with Jerrie too afraid to move. Slowly, Munk’s hand loosened over his and he felt warm breath hit the back of his head as Munk sighed. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have raised my voice,” he murmured calmly and took his hand away from the tabby’s.

Jerrie folded his lips into a thin line as what Munk said began to sink in. His heart twisted painfully in his chest and he swallowed thickly. “Then what are we?” He whimpered.

He shifted to look at Munk, but kept his body turned away from him. He crossed his arms over each other, holding himself while he stared at the grey tom’s uneasy expression. “If I’m not your friend then what am I?”

“Jerrie-“

“It was a mistake. The first time.. I shouldn’t have. I should’ve stopped you-“ Jerrie’s voice broke into a sob and he covered his mouth. Munk jolted into action, placing firm hands on Jerrie’s forearms to ground him. “Jerrie, no. That wasn’t your fault and you shouldn’t feel guilty. I kissed you.”

“You were upset!” Jerrie yelled, throwing Munk’s arms away. He sniffled and wiped his nose with his knuckles. “I’ve never seen you like that before and I should’ve pushed you away when you-.. but, I didn’t. I didn’t because I wanted it..,” he sighed heavily, turning his eyes to the floor. “It was so selfish of me to do that to you, Munks and.. and I’m so sorry for it.”

For a long time Munkustrap didn’t say anything. He just stared at Mungojerrie for the longest time and then his look softened. “Jerrie.” There was so much pain in Munk’s voice now and just hearing it made Mungojerrie flinch. “Jerrie, look at me.” The calico slowly brought his eyes back to him. He could see the remorse behind those saccharine eyes and felt worse knowing he’d caused it.

“I’m sorry for what happened, but I don’t regret it,” Munk sighed and raised a hand tentatively to Mungojerrie’s cheek. The thought to shy away from the touch came to Jerrie, but he couldn’t bear it. He needed that comforting touch now and accepted it, leaning into it and closing his eyes to focus on that feeling. “I regret the circumstance and I regret not talking to you about it afterwards...”

“Would ya have done the same if it was someone else?” Mungojerrie blurted. His voice was broken and barely audible.

Munk furrowed his brows and shook his head, clearly surprised by the question, but not angry. “No. Never,” he said sternly.

He exhaled softly, his expression flattening and he fell silent again, appearing to be choosing his next words carefully. “Jerrie, I’ve been the selfish one. I keep dragging you back into this. I didn’t think about how it was making you feel. I just-“ he stopped, clenching his jaw and looking down. “The truth is, these moments I’m with you.. away from everyone else. Being able to touch you... It’s the only time I can be close to you.”

Mungojerrie blinked his eyes open. Munkustrap looked calm as he spoke. His shoulders squared and his jaw tightened as he appeared to grow in confidence.

“Whaddaya mean by that?” Jerrie mumbled, barely moving his lips. “Don’t play with me, Munku. I mean it. That’s not fair-“

“Jerrie, I was in love with you.. am,” Munk interrupted, bringing his other hand to the calico’s face and gently caressing his cheeks with his thumbs. Mungojerrie’s eyes were wide and brimmed with tears. He didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say. His body acted on impulse, launching forward and kissing Munk hard.

He wrapped his arms around him and pulled him snug against his body. The tears in his eyes finally spilled down his face when he closed his eyes and he breathed shakily against the grey Tom’s lips.

“Do you..” Munk began to ask and Jerrie nodded quickly, his nose bumping Munk’s cheek. “Yes. Been feeling it for so long, Munku,” Jerrie sniffled and buried his face in the grey tom’s shoulder.

Munkustrap threw his arms around the tabby and squeezed him hard. The force of it made Jerrie squeak, but he enjoyed it and felt as if in some odd way Munk was trying to pull him back together. “You’ve made me so happy just now,” Munkustrap chuckled and Jerrie could hear the beginning of a sob in those words. He peppered kisses on the side of Jerrie’s head. “Come on. Come on, stop crying.”

Jerrie breathed hoarsely. “I can’t help it. I don’t know why.. I just can’t stop.” He settled against Munk, taking in his warmth and trying to calm his breathing.

“Can you say it again?” Jerrie turned his head on Munk’s shoulder and closed his eyes tight. “I love you,” the grey Tom whispered.

“And again?”

“I love you.”

“Again?”

Munkustrap pushed a hard kiss to the side of Mungojerrie’s head then and whispered into his hair. “I love you.” Jerrie shuddered against him.

“Thank you,” he whimpered. “I love you too.”

Munk nuzzled against Jerrie’s head and let out a relaxed sigh. They stayed like that, wrapped in each other’s arms, for some time before Munk spoke again. “Will you come to the ball with me?”

Jerrie nestled his cheek into the grey tom’s shoulder and hummed. “I already was,” he mumbled.

“Yes. But, as my date?” Munkustrap elaborated with a chuckle and Jerrie smiled, opening his eyes. He turned his head, kissing Munk’s shoulder and nuzzling it with his nose. “Of course. If you don’t mind fighting off all the other toms that wanna go with me?” He giggled.

Munk laughed, running a soothing hand up and down Jerrie’s back. “Will Teazer be okay with going alone? I know you two normally come as a pair,” he asked and Mungojerrie murmured quietly.

“She won’t care. Might finally get her to ask Victoria.”

“Oh? I didn’t realize there was something between those two,” Munk thought out loud and Jerrie snorted. He pulled away from Munk’s shoulder and looked up at him. “No offense, Munku. But, you’re kinda hopeless when it comes to recognizing crushes,” he laughed.

Munk shook his head and leaned forward to plant a kiss to Jerrie’s forehead. “It’s a date.”

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Okay, wow. That’s so much longer than it was meant to be.

Thanks for requesting this! I need more of these two in my life 😍

#thanks for the ask!#ask #answered #fanfiction #one shot #tw: suggestive #nsft #mungojerrie #munkustrap #munkujerrie #mungostrap #cats the musical #cats 1998 #mine #my writing

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uppastthejelliclemoon · 4 years

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Hello! You said to send you any of these so could I suggest “ i just feel like everything is falling apart. “ with Munku and his brothers?

(i really hope you don’t mind I turned into a Soft Mac AU moment!!)

It was a few days after Mac’s former henchcats had attacked the Jellicles. Demeter approached her mate, nuzzling Munkustrap gently.

“What’s wrong?” the silver tabby asked, noticing her worried face.

Demeter sighed. “Something’s wrong with Mac. He won’t speak to me or Bomba, or even Jem.” Munkustrap’s eyes widened slightly, and he glanced across the yard to where Tugger was speaking quietly with Bombalurina and Mistoffelees, the maine coon’s leg bandaged and a makeshift crutch under his arm. Munkustrap’s own arm was in a sling, but they were let off easily compared to Mac. He would be bedridden for a month according to Jennyanydots. Tugger met his older brother’s eyes and jerked his head towards Mac’s den, and Tugger nodded.

“Tugs and I will check up on him.” Munkustrap said, kissing Demeter’s cheek. “It’ll be okay.” He crossed the Junkyard to join Tugger, and the two entered their brother’s den, spotting Mac almost immediately. He was sitting on his bed, staring down at his paws, bandages covering his arms, torso, and legs almost completely.

Tugger approached Mac slowly, sitting down across from him. “What’s going on, Mac?”

Mac didn’t look up as Munkustrap joined Tugger on his bed. “I just feel like everything’s falling apart.”

“What do you mean?” Munkustrap asked.

“I felt him. I felt him trying to come back when they attacked. He wanted me to join them, to help hurt the tribe.” Mac whispered. “I could hear him.” He looked up at his younger brothers, fear in his eyes. “He almost got out.”

Tugger reached forward, but Mac flinched back, shaking his head. “Mac…”

“What happens if he gets out one day? I thought I was rid of him!” the ginger tom exclaimed angrily. “I thought he was gone and that you were all safe, but he’s not! He’s still here! What if I can’t hold him back next time?”

Munkustrap grabbed Mac’s paws tightly in his own, a resolved look on his face. “You aren’t him, Mac. You’re the strongest cat we know. You’ve been to hell and back, and you know where that’s gotten you?” Mac shut his eyes as Tugger took one of his brother’s paws. “Bedridden because you protected the tribe all on your own. You didn’t hesitate when the henchcats went for the kittens. You practically threw yourself on top of them to protect them, Mac.”

“You saved our lives. You have proven time and time again that you’re not him.” Tugger continued. “You’re strong, Mac. He doesn’t have anything on you. You have our trust and our love. You have the strength of the tribe behind you. We will help you fight him off like we always have.” Mac opened his eyes and gave his younger brothers a small smile. Tugger and Munkustrap shifted forward to sandwich Mac between them, leaning against him.

“No matter what happens, Mac, if you feel like you’re falling apart, you come to us.” Munkustrap said quietly. “We’ll put you back together again.”

#soft mac au #liv's writing corner

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kneel-before-kod · 4 years

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Questions for an OC

So i found these questions for your Cats oc and found I rather liked them. Really nice for building the background and personality of your character. Got these questions from @magical-marvelous-mistoffelees

What is their name? Gender? General age?

What are three adjectives to describe them?

Do they have a human home or are they a stray?

If they have a human home, what is their home life like? If they are on the streets, what is life like for them?

What is their ‘role’ within the tribe, or what are they known for? (Ex: Tugger is the curious cat/rockstar, Gus is the theatre cat, Mistoffelees is the magician, Munkustrap is the Jellicle Protector, Jelly is seen as a caretaker, etc)

Who are their best friends? You can include characters from the show or tag other people’s OC’s. How popular are they?

What is their favorite food? Do they prefer human food or something they’ve hunted?

Do they have any accessories? Scars?Why or why not?

What style of dance do they work best in?

Do they have any sort of magic? Do they fear magic?

Any fears?

Do they believe in love? If so, what is their “type” and how do they act when they are in love? If not, then why?

Do they personally know anyone who has gone up to the Heaviside layer? Do they believe in the Heaviside layer?

Any passions or hobbies? (Ex: Dance, hunting, etc)

If a song was sung about them at the Jellicle Ball, what would it be about?

What are their thoughts on some of the main characters in the show? (Ex: Tugger, Munk, Jenny, you get to choose!)

Do they have any secrets they are hiding?

1. Harley, female and still a kitten 2. Determined, curious and fluffy 3. Human Home 4. She lives with her human Greg, who is a mechanic. He tends to work all day, or all night so there are long periods when she is left home alone. When they are together, they do most everything together, especially home improvement projects or working in the garage 5. For now she is still a kitten, though she is very handy at fixing things or making something new with old items. Eventually she will be known as a very handy cat. 6. Her best friends use to be her brothers, Watson and Case, before being adopted. Now, well she is still figuring it out, though she is cloesest to Skimbleshanks and really liked old Gus. 7. Strawberries and Green Beans are her favorite foods. 8. She has her collar, brown leather with her address. Evemtually she will have a little tool pouch to hold her things in. 9. She really liked Tap and comtempory. She saw Jenny tap dance once, and heard that Skimble could tap and just fell in love with it. 10. She doesnt fear magic. She also doesnt fully understand what magic is. She see's Mistoffelees practice and thinks, so what? She can do the same thing with some wire and a power source. They have the occasional spat about magic vs mechanics. She is not willing to back down, even if he is older, but not taller. After she fully understands the difference, they still have arguments, but its less what are you talking about, and more I see you as a battery, so you shouldnt waste your energy on dumb things when I can do the same things you bonehead. Let me do this, you focus on the bigger stuff. For all their arguing, she does care about and value his opinion. 11. She is afraid that one day, her mom will come back and not know where she is. She didnt know that typically parents dont leave their kittens as soon as they can. That their way of growing us wasnt typical. She doesnt regret the way she grew up. They didnt have parents, but there was a community of barn cats who took care of the triplets. Zeus, Carolina, Magenta and Old Pooky. They were their family. 12. She does believe in love, she just doesnt think she has been in love yet. 13. Personally? Not that she knows of. She knows they talk about it at the junk yard, but she never heard of it before. Not at the farm anyways., unless they called it somehting else. 14. Treasure hunting/looking for stuff with Jerrie and Teazer. Also dancing. Fixing and mending are great for her mind to delve into, but dancing is great for the body and soul. She wants to try ballet next. 15. A song about her? A song for her would probably speak of her work behind the stage, away from the spotlight. For all her work to help others backstage. This would be her time to take center stage, where she might get to show her work on her dancing. 16. Well she adores Skimbleshanks. He is the one she first met. The one who accompanied her and her human back home. Who came back to see her later and introduced her to the Jellices and the Junk Yard. Who is her father in everything but blood. She loves to hear Gus' stories of the stage and performances. Especially stories of behind the stage and curtain. She does love to play games with some of the others, like Admeteus and George. 17. She has a secret crush on Alonzo. She wont say anything about it though, because he seems to be in a relationship with Cassandra and is clearly older, so she knows nothing will happen between them. Also she doesnt know if it is a secret or anything, but Tugger and Munkustrap both remind her of her brothers. Tugger's height, charm and fur, and Munku's determination and stripes. Put them together, give them Skimble's coloring and you have her brothers. It made her pause slightly when she discovered this. She isn’t sure what to do with this knowledge though, so she keeps it to herself. There is a picture of her and her brothers, in her human home, that Greg took the last time they went back to the farm for a visit. Her, sitting between two striped, fluffy, ginger toms who, like her, are getting bigger everyday.

#Cats OC #Questions for OC #Harley the Handy Cat #cats 1998 #She has family relations she is not aware of yet.

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greenelectricsky · 3 months

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Rum Tum Tugger, visibly tired, cooing a little maniacally: I have arms full of sweetest, the cutest little angels...

Mistoffelees, looking at two crying kittens: Angry devils rather...

Rum Tum Tugger: Don't say like that! They are sweet souls, so nice and gentle.

Mistoffelees: Tug, they are heard in the whole junkyard!

Rum Tum Tugger, almost crying: Misto, I know! They're teething, have fever, are ill and I can't do anything for them! I can only stay as a strong, competent and calm parent for them and you aren't helping!

Mistoffelees: Oh... I'm sorry... Can I do... Something? Anything?

Rum Tum Tugger: I don't know at that point. Jenny's remedies aren't working, Munku was so tired he rather passed out than went to sleep and I'm still here only because he let me sleep longer than he should...

Mistoffelees: It's my fault...

Rum Tum Tugger: It's not. You gave us our dear kittens, our suns and I wouldn't change a thing in them. They are perfect as they are. It's just... Hard sometimes.

Mistoffelees: They should be healthy and strong as both of you! How could I mess so much and make them so fragile? They are ill almost all the time!

Rum Tum Tugger: Misto, it's. Not. Your. Fault. Things happen. You didn't mess... You gave us a new family. We don't blame you, do you understand?

Mistoffelees: No. I don't. You should be angry at me and demand more help... Demand everything, actually. You are my best friends and I disappointed you so much... And I completely don't know how to make things better!

Rum Tum Tugger somehow manages to hug Mistoffelees and both crying kittens: It's OK, it's OK... you didn't disappoint anyone. You're the best friend I have and you didn't mess. And you're here... Helping me ground myself and stay sane. It's more than you think...

Mistoffelees: I wish I could do more. What good is my magic when it can't help in a moment like that?

Rum Tum Tugger: You can. Stay with me. Help me with all those little things. Talk with me. Carry one of them maybe, for a moment. Talk to them. You're their honorary father, maybe they just want your attention?

Mistoffelees, with a small smile: That I can do.

Rum Tum Tugger: You see? You don't need your magic, we need only your big heart and amazing you.

(OK, I have zero idea from what hole it came and why. It was supposed to be something small and funny and... Well. But yeah, it's still my headcanon and some version of that scene will be in my fanfiction I want to write. Cysiek and TuśTuś were small and often ill and Mistoffelees definitely had a hard time believing it wasn't his fault. It was him who pulled those kits from a hat and they should be healthy, strong kittens, as their fathers. And he has no idea what went wrong! Tugger and Munku never were blaming him for that, not in the smallest word or thought, but it was hard for him to believe that, especially in moments like that.)

#cats the musical #cats musical #rum tum tugger #mr mistoffelees #the rum tum tugger #mistoffelees #i think im funny #my writing #tuggerstrap's kittens #cats ocs #cysiek #tustus #tuśtuś

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scorpiofangirl1109 · 3 years

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My Cats OC Part 155

part 154- https://scorpiofangirl1109.tumblr.com/post/656034077562011648/my-cats-oc-part-154

hello everyone! welcome to part 155 of my series on kiki.

this is a continuation of the kiki going missing idea i have. once again i would like to thank @the-pied-pipers-assistant for being the one who helped me with developing this idea!

munkustrap and demeter knew they had to thank rumpleteazer and mungojerrie for bringing kiki home to them. there were not amount of words that would properly express the gratitude they felt towards the twins.

of course munkustrap had not been trusting of the twins before because of their tendency to her in trouble and cause trouble in the junkyard.

so when kiki had first stated to spend time with the twins he was less than thrilled as he did not want them to get kiki caught up in any of their shenanigan's or antics.

but seeing kiki’s relationship as more of a big brother/big sister type of relationship and they were willing to play with kiki which munkustrap did think was nice.

so while kiki was sleeping and taking a much needed nap mungojerrie and rumpleteazer came to pay a visit. demeter was currently curled up with kiki after having sung a lullaby to kiki to help her fall asleep.

munkustrap let them in as he was sure they had wanted to come and see how kiki was doing. the couple was limiting the number of people in and out fo their den as kiki was still very upset and they did not want to overwhelm her too much.

besides jenny, skimbles, jellylorum, deuteronomy, tugger and misto had been the only ones who had come and visit kiki so far. of course the visits were spread out and not too long as to not overwhelm kiki again.

“hey sorry she is asleep, kiki had a rough night and we don’t want to wake her.” demeter explained to the twins.

“oh it’s alright, we can stay a bit in case she wakes up.” rumpleteazer said as she and jerrie sat down on the bed kiki usually slept on.

“how’s she doing? misto said ain’t doing so good.” jerrie said as he and teazer watched as kiki slept in demeter’s arms, her chest rising and falling with each breath.

“as demeter said she had a really rough night., she woke up from several nightmares and she didn’t settle easily. it took a lot for us to calm down so kiki could get some sleep.” munkustrap said.

“poor thing also won’t talk. she has barely said a word since we brought her to the den. the last time she talked to us was when munkus’ dad handed her over to us. jenny also confirmed that she broke her paw.” demeter added.

teazer and jerrie did feel horrible that kiki was going through what she was going through, the duo was not considered the most responsible jellicles and sometimes the adults didn’t take them seriously.

but with finding kiki they had proved they can be responsible and take things seriously when they put their minds to something. and the elder adults today had told the twins they were proud of them for what they did.

“well we want to say something to you now that you are actually here.” munkustrap told the twins as he looked at demeter for a moment before turning back to the twins.

“we don’t know what we’d do if you hadn’t found kiki. we are so grateful to have her back with us.” demeter started as she rubbed kiki’s back as she stirred in her sleep but went back to sleep.

“we are so grateful that you found her and brought her home. we were worried sick out of our minds and we are eternally thankful for you two for finding her.” munkustrap told the twins.

“there are truly not enough words to describe how thankful the both of us are to you.” demeter said.

hearing this made the twins feel good as they knew how much kiki meant to her parents. and they couldn’t imagine how they had felt the entire time kiki had been missing.

and they cared for kiki like she was their little sister. so they were happy to have brought her home and they could tell that the tribe felt whole once again as kiki was home.

“we are more than happy to help. we are glad to help.” jerrie said to munkustrap and demeter.

“we were just at the right place at the right time. and we are glad to have kiki back home. it wasn’t the same without her here.”

alright that is part 155! let me know what you guys thought and i will see you all for part 156! also i know i didn’t really do the accent for mungojerrie or rumpleteazer but i wad struggling to write it and it is super late where i am so i just wrote them as normal.

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