I realized I never posted these here on tumblr! 2020 did unspeakable things to my mind and body…I staggered away from lockdown with a whole pitch of how I would make an animated Cats adaptation. I got the whole thing up here *taps skull*—it would be Very Good. I can’t think about it too much lest I awaken my sleeping obsession…still want to finish Old Deut and Macavity one of these days.
Fun fact: The term "Jellicle Cat" is actually the cats’ mishearing of the term "Dear Little Cat" (this gives me much joy)
ngl i see jason as a cat dad. like mf has this big FAT ginger and white cat and his name is gus
LMAO I LOVE THIS. Cats FLOCK to him. He has this reputation as the the Red Hood, the man who clawed his way out of his own grave. Went mad for revenge. Killed countless people.
But you’re watching him hold the cat he named Gus. And he’s showing Gus the tops of the tables and counters, telling him, “This is what you would be able to jump on and see if you weren’t such a fat fuck. Your twenty-five pound ass is making my arms sore.” The cat meows at him. “No, you can’t have a treat. That’s what this entire conversation has been about.”
The next minute, he’s cradling Gus like a human baby. “You’re so glorious, Gus. Never let anyone tell you otherwise. I love you. My sweet son.”
On more than one occasion Gus has smacked Jason, hissed, and then ran away to nap in your lap. You can hear Jason from the other room. “FUCKING TRAITOR. YEAH, GO RUN TO YOUR MOTHER. LET’S SEE IF SHE MIXES THE HARD FOOD AND SOFT FOOD THE WAY YOU LIKE IT.” Jason still ends up feeding Gus his special food even when Gus smacks him while he does it. “I AM FEEDING YOU. WHY DO YOU HATE ME?”
So I usually take a bath before I go to bed, usually around midnight/12:30.
Gus has decided I need to go to bed earlier, so at 11:00 he jumps in the bathtub and howls—it’s a bathroom, so it ECHOES—until I come up and start running the bath. He will not be removed, tricked, dissuaded, or silenced.
I may have up to 1 (one) hour for my bath.
At midnight, he starts staring at me, and I get about 5 minutes of staring before he goes and sits on my bed and begins howling—normally he has the tiniest voice, but I cannot adequately convey how loud the belly-howl is—until I come in and get in bed, at which point he purrs and cuddles me for 10 minutes then gets on the other pillow and goes to sleep.
He awakens me with purring and cuddles at 7:30 sharp, and I have until about 7:40 to get out of bed before he starts chewing on me.
No one tells you, before you get a Maine Coon, how schedule-obsessed they are.
i love the way meatbun writes couples. she creates a manly, traditional, masculine man with well defined moral code and strong sense of values then puts him next to a younger guy who looks very composed and respectful to everyone else. the younger guy is waiting for him in a closet made of glass with his horny gay thoughts and 20 cm schlong. now you're the babygirl of this dingus
I designed some masks for the cast of Cats if it were a masked theater performance :) I was inspired for a lot of them by the 1986 Hamburg production in particular.
Jason and s/o get into a fight and don't see each other for a week. As a result, Gus is hysterical because he doesn't see his mother anywhere, looking for her and meowing very loudly, not letting Jason sleep.
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Meow
"Gus."
Mrow
"Gus."
Meow
"Gus, please."
Meow
"Really Gus? I had no idea."
Meow
"I know, Gus."
Meow
"I miss her too."
Meow
"I know I'm dumb."
Meow
"I am gonna apologize! I'm just nervous."
Meow
"You're right. You're right. I'll see if she's open to talking tomorrow."