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munkustance · 19 days

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20, 25, 26, and 29 for tuggoffelees?

Yee, the classic Tuggoffelees!

20. What do their family/friends think of their relationship?

Oh this is a fun one when it comes to these two. At first Munkustrap was too oblivious to notice until Cassandra or Bombalurina straight out pointed it out. And of course Munk was fine with it, but not before giving Tugger a heartattack by making him think he wasn't.

Victoria knew before either of them did (same with old Deut). Hell, she was actively shoving Misto at Tugger. So she was over the moon when she found out they finally got together. Alonzo however will give Tugger a death glare or two since he knows about Tugger's disobliging ways. (Although in reality there's nothing to worry about.)

25. Who needs more assurance?

They both do, although neither of them will admit it. Tugger is more about his selfdoubt and insecurities. While Mistoffelees's also struggles with insecurities it's not as bad as Tugger's. And his magic, although Tugger is the best hype man so it isn't as bad as it was before. So in short, Tugger is the one who needs the assurance more and you can bet your ass he gets it.

26. What would be their theme song?

Ooo, it might not be a theme song but 'You must love me' from Evita (I listen to the Unmasked: The Platinum Collection version) is so them before they confessed their feelings for each other. Especially these lines for Tugger: "How do we keep all our passions alive, as we used to do?" and "Give me a chance and I'll let you see how, nothing has changed." And then these lines for Mistoffelees: "Why are you at my side? How can I be any use to you now?" and "[...] you believed in me, I believed in you." Also the refrain is both of them to the T.

29. One headcanon about this OTP that breaks your heart.

Like the song I mention suggest, they don't think they deserve each other. Mistoffelees thinks he's not enough and that Tugger will one day just leave him. While Tugger doesn't see himself deserving any kind of love, let alone from Mistoffelees who he loves so much. To drop in another piece of lyrics: "Frightened you'll slip away. You must love me." It just encapsulates both of their insecurities so well. I highly suggest giving this song a listen.

Another headcannon I have is that Tugger regrets showcasing Mistoffelees's magic infront of the tribe, and not to self premote but I dive into that a little bit in my fanfic Kidnapped by the fire :))

#thanks for the ask!#cats the musical #mr mistoffelees #rum tum tugger #tuggoffelees #asks and replies #my post

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greenelectricsky · 5 months

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First prompt: snow! ❄️❄️❄️

Rumpleteazer: Jerrie, look, Santa Claus!

Mungojerrie: Where?

Rumpleteazer, push him into a snowdrift and run away, giggling.

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Munkustrap: Darling, be careful, please. It snowed quite a lot lately.

Rum Tum Tugger: Pah, don't worry handsome! I know those paths as a back of my... (And suddenly sink into deep snow)

Munkustrap, with eye roll and sigh: I see...

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Rum Tum Tugger and Munkustrap, sleep peacefully under a pile of blankets. Suddenly, they find themselves under attack of two hyperexcited kittens.

Cysiek: Dad! Dad! Snow! Wake up! SNOW!!!

TuśTuś: Can we go outside? Please!!! Pletty please, please!

Rum Tum Tugger, whisper to his husband: Are we going?

Munkustrap: I'm afraid we have no other choice...

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Mistoffelees, sit on a bench and muse over sparkling snow. Rum Tum Tugger, hop to him.

Rum Tum Tugger: Hi, handsome, what's up?

Mistoffelees, slightly cold: Nothing, I just admire landscape.

Rum Tum Tugger, with a knowing smile, hug him close so Misto can hide in his long fur: Better?

Mistoffelees: Better. Thank you.

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Plato, Tumblebrutus and Pouncival playing hide and seek.

Plato: Have you seen Victoria?

Pouncival: Nope! I have no idea where she is!

Tumblebrutus: We should pass, we never find her!

Victoria, lay on a snowbank, on sight, and try not to giggle.

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rainbowratsstuff · 1 year

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What if.. a bunch of tuggoffelees fan kids!! Let's see all ur ideas!!

And maybe some other fan kits as well from other pairings!!

I'm really sorry but I don't have any tuggoffelees fan kids. The way I see Misto he just doesn't seem like a father to me at all. I can't really imagine him having kids. I think he's quite awkward around most kids which I find funny to think about. But I like Tugger being a fun uncle to Jemima, that's cute. I think Tugger is the one who's good with kids whereas Misto is just so lost if he's alone with a child. I do think Misto has really bonded with pouncival though, I headcanon them both as autistic so I can see misto getting more attached to a child he sees who's like him. I find it so funny imagining Misto talking to a child like an adult because he doesn't know how to adjust how he speaks. "...so how's life for you?...hope you're not going through any existential dread...is that what kids worry about?"

But I do have fan kids for munk! That boy adores children so I must give him all the kittens!!

I made looks and personalities for the seven kittens which Munk adopted

I also have Quill who I really love. She's a kitten who was left alone and had to take care of herself on the streets. She's very distrustful and doesn't understand the new love and affection she's being given by Munk. I also like him involving Jerrie in this and helping him learn to be a father. There's also Fiddlefizz, she's a sweet little blind kitten but I need to develop her more (maybe change her name? Im unsure about it)

#i know im the odd one out here #sorry if this is disappointing #mistoffelees #rum tum tugger #cats headcanon #munkustrap #mungojerrie #quill #fiddlefizz #seven kittens

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uppastthejelliclemoon · 2 years

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uppast's new tour comments!!

ok, so i saw the tour back in September, and i saw their first set of performances

after watching the two, i can definitely tell a difference in how everyone performed! they all just seemed so much more comfortable and able to settle into their roles, and seemed more comfortable with playing with each other and goofing around a little bit!

Act One:

ok first i have to say thank you to Sean for validating my "Jelly is Tumble's Mom" hc because during Jenny's song Tumble was playing with Jelly's tail and then with her paw and i was s o b b i n g

SKIMBLE WAS PROTECTING JERRIE WHEN GRIZABELLA SHOWED UP WOOP WOOP DAD!SKIMBLE SON!JERRIE ALERT

Misto is besties with Jerrie and Teazer, they kept giggling with each other and touching paws and they were so cute

Tugger had a super sweet moment with Gus during "Jellicle Songs" and if you all don't start talking about how Tugger absolutely loves the older cats i'm going to lose it

Munkustrap and Demeter were ALWAYS worried about each other, just looking to each other for reassurance when everything was happening, and just making sure they were both safe!!

Act Two:

so. many. nuzzles

that's definitely one thing i notice about this cast that i love!! their versions of the cats are so much more physically affectionate, they touch paws whenever they get close, they pat each other's fur, they cuddle, i absolutely love it!!

Munkustrap told Demeter to stay back when Macavity showed up, like he was very insistent and kept looking back at her like "it's okay, stay back, i've got this, please stay back" and good LORD Nick's Munkustrap had me crying he was so sweet!!!

that's it for the stuff i noticed different!! i'm about to make a separate post for Nickustrap because he was a PRECIOUS Munkus!!!

#uppast's tour comments #cats the musical #cats us tour 6 #demestrap #demeter #munkustrap #rum tum tugger #mr mistoffelees #skimbleshanks #mungojerrie #rumpleteazer #tumblebrutus #jellylorum

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ghost-of-box-five · 2 years

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(I actually wrote this as a short fic, so you'll get that version! But I'm more than happy to expand on them.)

They're so... small, when they're born. There's seven of them; all different colours. They've got a cat that looks exactly like Misto but with red fur, inherited from Tugger's side of the family; one that's pure white, the carbon copy of Victoria; another that's a spotted tabby, with Tugger's leopard spots; a fourth one, light with blue eyes, who's deaf; a fifth one, their runt, a tabby with black spots washed in; one that's the spitting image of Tugger; and the last one, a mostly-white one with occasional black stripes, deaf as his sister.

He loves them immediately.

They name them Tau, Eaphylina, Fantasia, Zimmai, Quiln, Kitana, Certilexo. Jellicle names for Jellicle Cats.

Tau is the eldest, a rowdy little kit who likes attention but doesn't ask for it, who grumbles when asked to take care of her siblings but always does it anyway. Her red fur is truly a rare coat found in the junkyard; when she's born, Tugger thinks she looks like Macavity. He vows to take care to protect his daughter and never let her stray into the wrong path like his long-lost brother.

Eaphylina is truly the same as her aunt: she primps and preens, and dresses with the highest fashion. She loves her aunt dearly, seeing in Victoria a role model, and takes to following her around the junkyard, much to Misto's amusement and Tugger's slight confusion.

Fantasia is their first magical kit. He's inherited his father's gift and no one can tell yet the extent of his powers; at three weeks old he already wanders about the den and wants to explore the junkyard, pushed by an insatiable sense of curiosity.

Zimmai is born deaf, and while her dads are saddened to discover this, they manage to get around it just fine - it also helps that she's open to casual affection from just about anyone, which makes getting her attention much easier. Her magic helps too, and she immediately takes to blasting her thoughts as either one of her parents that's closest - and sometimes both - but they don't really mind it other than an occasional wince or two at the volume of a newborn kit who can't control their abilities yet.

Quiln is their runt, born a tiny queen who struggles to survive, spending a lot of time with Tugger and Misto, and being fiercely determined to leave a mark upon the world (if the adults smile at the thought of the runt being the most determined one to live, that's none of anyone's business but their own). When Quiln is just a few months old, they have an important conversation with her, and they discover that their kitten does not conform to the idea of being either a queen or a tom, saying that their preferred pronouns are they and them, but she and her are also fine, but they're still a little bit unsure of who exactly they want to be. Tugger beams with pride when, every morning, Quiln comes towards him and quietly tells him of the pronouns his kitten feels like today, and it always ends in a nuzzle and a few moments of grooming.

Kitana is a queen, and the female reincarnation of Tugger - at least physically. She doesn't talk too much nor too little, so her parents aren't overly worried about her, but she doesn't seem like as much of an attention-grabber as either of her fathers, though she certainly doesn't mind it. Tugger knows she'll blossom into a beautiful queen one day, and if she's a tad shy compared to him, that's perfectly fine - he's confident she'll find her true self one day, and he'll accept that no matter who it is.

Certilexo is the second tom of the litter, and though most people think at first that he ought to be closest with his only brother, he connects best with the only sibling that truly understands him, his deaf sister, as he too was born unable to hear his family. This doesn't prevent him from getting into trouble with his brother, though - he's always up for a prank or two and is more mischievous than the rest of his litter combined, and Tugger and Mistoffelees are relieved to see him spending so much time with his sister, since he always seems to be more serious around her and feel the need to protect her, despite him being the youngest and also deaf. ("He's got Munkustrap's spirit," Tugger whispers to his mate one night, to which Misto lets out a surprised singular peal of laughter - after all, Munk is known for being the Protector, but he believes Tugger - his instinct for trouble has to come from somewhere, after all, and Tugger had such an age difference with his eldest brother that it can't have been Macavity teaching him all sort of tricks and jokes - which leaves only Munkustrap as a viable option for such a mentor. And indeed, Certilexo almost veneres his uncle, copying him as well as he can, and following him around the junkyard on his daily duties.)

Their kittens are vastly different, but at the end of the day, they're his kids. And he'll be damned if he ever stops loving them and being proud of them

Finally had a sec to read it, jrjdjd the seven kittens are lovely. Love all of them 😩🤌 especially Certilexo.

The short fic to introduce em was very appreciated too

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toweroftickles · 2 years

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You totally don’t have to do this and you’re probably busy but could you please do a Mistoria where Mistofelees has been really stressed and overworking himself so Victoria drags Mistofelees back home and tickles him until he promises to take a day off? 🥺👉👈

Mistoria - Everyone Needs A Break

(Cats 2019 Fic)

Her smile when he picks her up is just 🥺❤️💕

See, people who follow my blog; you can’t get mad at me for writing about them again, because someone else asked for it! 😆

As Victoria didn't have a home of her own, Mr. Mistoffelees had immediately opened his door to her as soon as the incident with Macavity had passed and she was part of the tribe. One of the few Jellicles with a human family, he was better off than most.

It was a narrow but pleasant two-story, distinctly average in its red brick uniformity, just a few streets over from the house so frequently terrorized by the calicos (where he had rescued Victoria from a dog). Upstairs, tucked in the corner of pale gold wallpaper and right next to the window (outside of which rain had started pattering that evening) was a chest of drawers, old and hand-carved with a warm burnt-sienna glow. This was where the humans kept their shirts and undergarments. The top drawer was the best...that's the one with all the stockings in it...and it was on many a cool night that you could sneak into the room after dark and catch the pair of Jellicles cuddled up together in that pile of clothes. A small oil lamp flickered on top of the drawer, while Misto sat inside it.

His hands shook...he was still struggling with the card tricks. All he had to do was shuffle; that's it...come on...flick! Half the deck shot out of his coat sleeve and fell down to the Oriental rug below. Misto groaned miserably. His eyes were red and tired.

“What’s the matter with me?”

"You don't have to worry; I promise. You told me you'd stop practicing if we went home..." Victoria was on the edge of the squeaky bed across from him, antsy and a little concerned. Her ears wiggled at the impact of raindrops on the glass. Her eyes shimmered, threatening tears that hadn't yet formed. “This last week you’ve barely slept…why don’t you take tomorrow off?”

"I can't! Our next performance is tomorrow!"

"Gus will understand. You can't do your act with him every night."

"But...but what if I've lost my magic?" Misto had been nervous before, but this bordered on panic. Fiery claws were throttling his neck, squeezing until the liquid threatened to burst out of his tear ducts. He sank down to his knees, brokenhearted, until he felt Victoria nuzzling his shoulder. Her purr gave him goosebumps, every time.

“You know there’s no other cat so clever...you make all of our lives so wonderful with your magic. But you’re still you. It’s ok to say you need a rest.”

The remainder of his cards then found themselves scattered to the floor too. Misto’s jacket followed, but not his top hat. He wouldn't hear it. Not for this; he owed Gus everything, didn't he? The Theater Cat who'd been his lifelong idol, the one who acted as a nurturing father figure ever since that night the year prior? Besides, his powers had always been temperamental at the best of times; what would happen if he stopped practicing? What was he going to do?

Moaning, Mistoffelees plopped face-down in the pile of grey-and-black socks, wrapped in an ocean of cotton strips as he curled up. All he wanted was to cry into a pillow and fall unconscious for a few hours. Lost in stress, he looked up from his favorite napping spot for a brief moment, and there was Victoria’s head, slowly peeking over the drawer’s edge.

“Please stay here with me tomorrow,” she implored him. Her pale right hand reached up and began to pet his back and shoulders, her palm slowly running through his fur. The tuxedo cat seemed to almost drift off into a foggy sleep as his other muscles melted like warm chocolate at her touch, eyes still clenched shut, but Victoria could hear his throat softly purring. Her heart hurt, to see him so tightly wound.

The white cat’s finger gently traced the shape of a C along the outer ridge of Misto’s fuzzy black shoulder blade, and suddenly, his whole back shuddered.

“Heh! Hm-Hm,” he chuckled softly. There it was…a smile.

A sparkle grew bright and bouncy in Victoria’s eyes. Oh, he couldn’t stand that…Pouncing on impulse, she vaulted over the lip of the drawer and landed right next to him with a thud. All ten of her digits pressed into the rear of Misto’s ribcage and skittered down his back like little tap-dancers. His whole body tightened and sprung up from the nest of socks.

"AAaa, Heh! Heh! D-heh...p-please; don’t do that," Misto stammered, his eyes bulging. He scrambled up and turned over on his back, hoping to slowly retreat away from Victoria...then had a cold shiver of realization. He'd just exposed his stomach to her. She was on all fours, slinking toward him…

“Are you sure you don’t need to relax?” she teased, poking his tummy. She was slowly crawling on top of his hips...

“GaaaAAAaaah…I…I…please, V-Victoria…”

With both of her thumbs and forefingers, Victoria firmly pinched Misto’s sides. The sudden energy current through his stomach made him gasp, and Victoria began to massage the soft handles of flesh she was squeezing as if she were rubbing a pair of quarters together. Instantly, Misto’s face twisted into a nervous smile, his ears twitched, and he started to giggle.

“Ha! Heheh Huh-Huh Ha-Ha…Heh! No, pl-hease, cut it ou-hout…that tick-hlhl-hles! Ahhh, st-hop stop stop stop….Ok, I’ll t-hake tomorrow off; nohoho…”

“Do you promise?” Victoria asked him, delighted. The way Misto sputtered on the word “tickles” had uncaged a whole flock of butterflies in the ivory kitty’s tummy. Suddenly, his vow wasn’t quite enough for her, and her pincer hands kept kneading and squeezing his sides.

“Heh-Ha! Mmmm, Hm-Hm Heh-Heh! N-ho, don’t, not there, Heh!”

“Heehee! Look; you look happier already.”

Victoria’s fingers danced up Mistoffelees’ torso, in between his ribs and shuffling beneath his armpits (often with wide movements, one fingertip at a time…they kinda flopped around like skittish noodles). Her touch was very gentle and almost clumsy. But what Victoria lacked in “tickling skills,” she more than made up for in sheer joyful affection. Her silky, high-pitched giggle was rather contagious, and she just had a palpable love for getting her shy boyfriend to open up, smile, and laugh with her. He was wriggling and squirming like a little kitten.

Still straddling his middle, Victoria swiveled around until her graceful hands came to rest on Misto's ankles. (She took extra care too to bury her feet in the layers of of fuzzy socks the couple rested on...she couldn't let him grab and start tickling them, after all; not while she was busy cheering him up!) His white spots, she knew, were his sensitive ones...

“N-Heh…D’aaaahhh! Ha…Haha! *gasp* Hai-Heh Haha! St-hop, stop; please, stahop! *gasp* Heheh…Ha! Haha-Ha! I a-already prohomised!” Misto threw his head back, unable to stop laughing, and pleaded with his girlfriend over and over. He pulled and kicked weakly, or at least tried to, with his ankles shuffling against the various human underclothes. Victoria was flicking her hand up and down on his arches, more akin to strumming a guitar than a proper tickle attack, but bless her heart; she was trying. Misto’s chalk-white feet wiggled and squirmed on top of each other as he laughed, but it didn’t help him pull away.

“Ok now, hold still,” Victoria’s sweet, excited laugh buzzed taunting in his ears. She grabbed Misto by his toes with one hand, and gingerly picked at the ball of his foot with the other…just the tiniest little scratches with one fingernail. But that was enough.

“Haha, Ha-Ha-AHHH…Heh-Heh Ha-Heh! *gasp* I d-hid what you ahasked, Ha-Heh! Pl-hease, pleaheehease…*gasp* Stop stop stop stop! Haha-Ha, Haha-Ha!”

The longer this went on, the pinker Victoria’s smiling cheeks grew. She couldn’t stop grinning and turning to look back at her precious magical cat every few seconds, but then, whenever their glassy eyes met…ah! Her head snapped away again in schoolgirl-like shyness. Oh my god…he’s so cute when he laughs… If she got any more embarrassed, her face would have sunk down inside her chest cavity like a turtle’s.

It was another minute or two before Victoria finally quit playing with Misto’s feet and decided to let him relax. Still a little light-headed from all his desperate laughing, the magician rolled over and pulled his knees into his torso.

Whew…whew…his whole body went limp as he breathed. It was like there was a wind-up key in his back and it had slowly come unscrewed. Ears twitching, his hat fallen off, Misto finally allowed himself a moment of peace and snuggled his head into Victoria's waiting lap.

"Awww, there we go..." she whispered.

A sigh...her belly felt soft and warm on his cheek, breathing in and out with him...her fingers ruffling behind his ears...

"Do you really think I'm pushing myself too hard?" he asked. She nodded.

"Ever since you rescued Old Deuteronomy, you seem like you're trying harder and harder to prove you belong, that it wasn't an accident...but you have already. All of the Jellicles love you. And so do I.”

Misto slowly exhaled through his nose…chfff…like a train leaving the station…and continued: “…Maybe you’re right....I’ll talk to Gus tomorrow. I can’t keep doing this.”

“Anyway…I don’t think Gus likes how you steal his thunder all the time,” teased Victoria. She offered a playful smirk and a wink, just to make sure he knew she was joking. Suddenly, his energy was back.

"Oh, really? Do I now? Huh?" Misto laughed, spun upward, and pawed at his girlfriend's stomach. The grin on her face could have illuminated a dark alley.

"Hihih! Hm! Ah! Oh no, not my belly button," she giggled helplessly.

Soon the cats were tumbling over one another in a bubble of flying socks, attacking each other with playful tickles, static cling running through their wiry fur. Their shadows danced on the wall opposite as the lampwick bathed them in its friendly light.

They didn't stop until they were both totally exhausted, out of breath, and getting tingly hot flashes all over their bodies. A playful giddiness had seized them, and even after several minutes went by without so much as a poke, they were still laughing.

Victoria snuggled her boyfriend and kissed him on the cheek. He chuckled to himself and pulled a sock off of his forehead.

"Heh-Heh...th-hat...that was...kind of fun," he smiled at her. Until that point, Mr. Mistoffelees hadn't been sure exactly what he needed. But somehow Victoria always gave it to him. For the first time in a week, he felt a cool calm wash over him.

And if you sneaked into the room after dark, you would have caught the pair of Jellicles cuddled up together in that pile of clothes.

I LOVE THEM DON'T @ ME

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pbandjesse · 2 years

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I'm going to be honest and say I am having a horrible night. And the day wasn't much better. I feel so angry and miserable and I just want to leave this space because I don't know how to fix it but I am not having fun at all. I just want to cry.

And it sucks because there isn't even a good reason. I just feel exhausted and miserable. I'm not looking forward to this week. I'm not looking forward to anything. I just feel bad.

I did not sleep well last night. I couldn't turn my brain off or fall asleep for what felt like forever. And when I did finally fall asleep I did not sleep well.

I woke up at 830. I already knew I wasn't going to the market. And tried to just have a calm day. I wish I had worked on my knitting. But I was to hot and couldn't get myself to do it.

I had some cereal after I got dressed. I played some Stardew and was having an okay day.

I vacuumed the apartment and did some tidying up. It made me feel a little better. And I read my book for a bit.

But I wanted to get out of the house. I had to take a pause right as I was leaving because my key wouldn't turn the lock of our door. Thankfully I shared Ms Tina in the office so I knocked on the door and she had graphite and blew some in the door lock and it fixed it?? I did not know what was a thing. It was nice to see her though. She looked well. We are hoping that her being here is a sign that the washing machines are going to get fixed. Poor James would go to the laundry mat tonight to clean our clothes. And I would love if they didn't have to do that.

I left here and drove out to Target. I had a coupon for Ulta and wanted to walk around. Five below. I didn't get anything there but at Ulta I got a new lotion and two cute shaped Chapsticks with my coupon. And felt nice about that.

I went to Target next. We needed cleaning supplies and cat stuff. I also got some chips and hair oil and a little beach cover up shirt for myself that I did not need but I am wearing right now and I like how light the fabric is without it clinging. So I am still happy about it.

I enjoyed just walking around. But I was also very hungry and had planned on going to chipotle after. Because there is one right down the street.

But, like the one the other week, they weren't taking orders?? Why is that a thing now??

So I had to go all the way back towards our house to go to the one in Hampden. And that would work out and be great but it was still an annoying drive and I was feeling very tired from no food when I got there.

After I had my food I actually was able to make two small containers of leftovers, so it's like I got 5 tacos for the price of 3. Will be a nice lunch tomorrow.

I went to the rotunda next to go to the Rita's. They also didn't have mint so I got a pineapple misto and it was so nice! Maybe better then mango, which is my normal go to fruit. And I found out they are opening an Auntie Ann's and I couldn't be more thrilled for a closer place then Towson to get a pretzel?? Incredible.

I came back here as it was starting to rain. I had finally gotten the new strap for my backpack purse and now it's so much better and I didn't drop anything. Because it actually stayed closed. And when I got up here my key worked right away and I put away all the stuff I got.

I mostly just chilled after that. Played some Stardew. Was to hot but was fine. James would come home briefly before going to do laundry. And would make me eggs for dinner, which was great.

I took a bath and I started feeling horrible after that. I spiraled in my thoughts. Feeling ignored. Feeling like nothing is how I wanted it. How sad I am about everything. My fears and worries just turned into a heavy angry in my chest. And it hasn't stopped for like two hours. I was hoping writing things down would help but it hasn't. I just feel so angry about everything. About the wedding and my relationships with the people around me and I am hurt. But the hurt has become a horrible anger that I want to let go of. I desperately want to leave the house and drive to my parents. But someone was positive at work that I had been standing next to and while I feel fine I don't want to accidentally expose them. And also I can't just drive there I'm exhausted and I know that would be a terrible plan. I just miss them so much and wish they were both healthy because I think that fear is some of my stress.

I am going to try to let some of this go and go to sleep. I hope tomorrow is healing. Because right now I want to throw up.

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jellicle-brawl · 10 months

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Round 2 Wrapup

First of all, let's pour one out for the cats that were tragically lost to us this round. Y'all did my poor girlies dirty, three of the four are gone now ;A;

On the brighter side, with a great deal of effort we managed to get Tugger and Misto to tie so I don't have to worry about anyone yelling at me for putting them against each other, more importantly I get to use all of those gifs I made of them together. See if y'all can get them to tie with Macavity next round, I want him to awkwardly third wheel them for the rest of the competition. (<- do not actually do this)

Down on the side b bracket, Gus lost out to Coricopat and Tantomile, which I confess I sort of didn't expect! It was a relatively close match but I kept watching it expecting Gus to take the lead and he never did. Meanwhile, Etcetera performed better against Skimbleshanks than Jenny did, which, again, is just disrespectful, but at least she made a good showing for herself before getting creamed.

Round 3 is the quarterfinals and will start Monday; beginning then, we'll be folding the two halves of the brackets together into Side A and Side B. See you then o7

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naturepointstheway · 1 year

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I know this might be a silly question to ask but I felt Like I need to ask it anyways, I really want to write about mute Mistoffelees since your fics made me really attached to that hc but I don’t want to seem like I’m copying you or anything.

do you have any tips for that ? Should I change how he can communicate?

Not a silly question at all! I'm honoured that my fics made you love that hc (especially for Zurich Misto). I don't think you would seem like copying at all using similar ways of communication--cat body language, and a lot of writers have him use sign language as well (deaf!Victoria is a popular one in the fandom too.) So I don't think you need to worry about feeling like you're copying--a lot of fics use similar things for mute Misto's communication too (like the aforementioned sign language and kitty body language).

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sillybub · 2 years

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[the still-confused anon but at least i'm not alone in my confusion] i thought the dismemberment anon was someone who wanted art of like. tugger pulling misto's leg out (literally) and breaking it but i'm both relieved and horrified that it is not the case. i'm sorry if you have the mental image of what i just evoked in your head i really am but it's the definition of dismemberment and i was confused. anyway i'm sorry you have to go through that, good luck

Yeah, they less want to see horrific bloody gore, and more "oh no my limbs are unattached" and sometimes gore happens to be involved but it's still sketch ya know

And don't worry, I promise Dismember Anon has sent asks more evocative of worse things :)

#whoops posted it incomplete lol

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sevenkittensinatrenchcoat · 3 years

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Scribbled Screenshots Old D Preview Because I Like the Thing I Did and I Want to Share It Now

#cats 1998 #jellylorum #cats cassandra #cats asparagus #munkustrap #jennyanydots #cats plato #mr mistoffelees #coricopat #tantomile #jelly doesn't mean to be mean she worries #munk knows misto's powers better than most cats do #except for tugger #but we don't know that yet

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greenelectricsky · 3 months

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Munkustrap: But Tugger...

Rum Tum Tugger: No "buts". We don't have a light, we don't have a warm, nothing works and we have long, cold night before us.

Munkustrap: I swear to Cat, if tomorrow I find you did something with electricity, because Rum-no-fucking-Tum-cuddles-Tugger wanted to cuddle for five minutes and leave me cold I'll kill you.

Rum Tum Tugger: First of all, I don't want to leave you after five minutes...

Munkustrap: But you probably will...

Rum Tum Tugger, unfazed: ... and second, it was Misto.

Munkustrap: What?

Rum Tum Tugger, shrugging: Spell went wrong and his lightning went straight to cables.

Munkustrap: I'm... I'm sorry...

Rum Tum Tugger: Nah, don't worry, if it wouldn't be his doing I would do something similar, probably. And you're right, I don't want to sleep here anymore.

Munkustrap, rolling his eyes: Oh surprise, surprise... So, bye, then?

Rum Tum Tugger: Nope! I'm taking you with me! Let's go! I know the place!

#cats the musical #cats musical #i think im funny #munkustrap #rum tum tugger #the rum tum tugger #tuggerstrap

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rainbowratsstuff · 1 year

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Sense u seem to enjoy wings of fire u got any ideas for cats characters designed as dragons? Or ideas on what some of the cats tribe would be?

This is going to be a bit of a long one as I spent probably too long thinking about this, it's almost turned into a whole AU, but here we go.

Munkustrap, Macavity and Tugger would be mudwings. That might seem like an odd choice but I chose this because of a particular story idea I really want to see. Munk, Mac and Tugger would all be in a mudwing sibling group with Macavity as their big wings. But then Macavity turns against everyone. What would happen to a mudwing sibling group if one of them turned evil? Especially the big wings. I just think this would be so interesting.

Alonzo and Gilbert would be icewings. I think they have personalities that work perfectly for the icewing ranking system. Alonzo would be a lower ranked icewing who is insecure and worried about having a low rank. Even thinking about whether he would consider the diamond trial. Gilbert would be the highest ranked icewing with Griddlebone as the queen who he would do anything for. He does almost anything to avoid losing his top rank. Alonzo is envious of him.

Mistoffelees, Victoria, Bustopher, Exotica (her name would be changed but just so everyone knows who I'm talking about), Coricopat and Tantomile would be nightwings. (Its just too perfect for Misto to be a nightwing. The colour scheme alone with the black and stars on the inside of thier wings 😍) Bustopher is a nightwing withought powers and when his nephew and niece's parents died he took their eggs away from the tribe to where Exotica (she has mind reading and vague prophecy visions) is living with her dragonets, Cori and Tanto. Mistoffelees is hatched with mindreading and animus powers, whereas Victoria has mind reading and the gift of prophecy. Cori and Tanto only have mind reading but they have developed it to become really advanced, they can hear thoughts from really far away. I also like the idea of Misto and Vic talking to each other through mind reading, especially around dragons they dont know.

Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, Jennyanydots, Jellylorum and Gus would be sandwings. Jenny doing a good job managing her way around the Scorpion Den, while also having to look out for her children, who definitely would be theives and con artists. Just trying not to let their mum see. But it's not like Jenny doesn't know, she just likes to make them think she doesn't know ;) . Jelly could be Jennys close friend who's trying to keep her old father Gus alive despite how difficult things are getting. Maybe M and R try to steal to help them too.

Etcetera, Pouncival and Plato would be rainwings. These guys are mostly happy go lucky and just want to have fun. I think they'd fit in really well with the relaxing low stress life of rainwings. Plus they'd love to change colour when ever they want. But I think Plato might try exploring outside the rainforest. Like one of the very few who's actually curious what's going on out there. Also he would definitely be protective over the little ones. They may not know who their parents are but he'll be their big brother for them.

Skimbleshanks, Cassandra and Tumblebrutus would be skywings. I don't have as much reasoning for these guys as the others. It's mostly just a feeling I get. I think Tumble would be trained up for fighting like in the dragonet play area but when he's older he doesn't really want to fight, especially seeing what happens in the arena. Skimbleshanks I think would use those powerful wings to go on long journeys to scout out other places for the queen but maybe also secretly looking for a better place for Tumble. Cass is hoping to take the throne and stop getting these kids into needless violence and give Skimble the safe place he's looking for. Maybe Tumble is also her son here.

Demeter, Bombalurina and Jemima would be seawings. I love the idea of Demeter leaving and coming back to her sister, who's now the Queen, for protection with her animus dragonet Jemima (probably a hybrid if I want to go with Jem being Macs child).

Thats my ideas right now. I'm not sure what to do with Griz and Deut. I have this idea of Griz being the mudwing Queen and maybe feeling responsible for Mac and running away or something, leaving Deut to take care of the kingdom? Since I have Griddlebone as the icewing Queen. I should probably have Growltiger somewhere but I'm not sure where, maybe she double crossed him and stoll treasurer from him? But I'm not sure what type he should be.

But maybe I'm getting too much into this. It was a fun idea to consider. Thank you ^^

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