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uppastthejelliclemoon · 51 minutes ago
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Demeter, Bombalurina, Mungojerrie, Rumpleteazer, Quasi, Hestia, Sekhmet, Ares: *exists*
The Jellicles: *instant urge to swaddle them with blankets and hide them away*
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munku-collar · an hour ago
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“Let me kiss you,” he says.
“You already have,” she laughs softly, but stands on her toes a little higher, letting their lips meet once more. He smiles into this kiss, and it’s short and sweet, his palms framing the small of her back. When she lets her heels settle on the ground again he tips forward, chasing her mouth. 
“How can I settle for just two?” Munkustrap protests, and he earns another kiss, softer, slower. He only breaks it to emphasize his point. “How can I be satisfied with any amount?” he mutters against her lips, all the devotion in his soul pouring out in his tone. He loves her more than anything.
Demeter hums a little at his words, his voice, soft and smooth, and deep fondness surges up in her heart all over again, fills her with a rapture that’s almost palpable. 
“I could ask you the same,” she replies earnestly, sighing softly when he draws back a fraction, because any inch lost is a great loss in her eyes too. “How do I ever stop myself from standing here and kissing you all day?” she wonders.
His eyes sparkle with joy at that, and a smile breaks out onto his face all over again. “Your incredible self-restraint, and a little of mine too,” he says. 
She nods a little in agreement, takes in his handsome face for a moment. God, she loves him so much. “To hell with self-restraint,” she replies with a dazzling smile, giddy eagerness sweeping over her once again. 
Munkustrap wastes no time when permission is given. He cups her cheek, laughing softly, and leans down to kiss her again. Demeter rests a paw on his shoulder, the other on his chest, relishes the beating of his heart under her palm, and their lips meet. 
They’re slower to stop this time, making it last. It feels better than it has any right to, really, and always does. He never gets enough of the taste of her, the sound of her gentle sigh, and his touch is enough to drive away even the worst of her thoughts, to soothe any ache. It’s special. It’s wonderful. 
The love in her eyes when he finally draws back sends Munk’s heart fluttering up to the Heaviside Layer. He strokes her cheek softly, melts entirely under her warm gaze. 
“One more?” he asks, hopes.
“One more,” she agrees, knowing it still won’t be the last, and tugs him down by the ring of his collar.   
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i-overanalyze-musicals · an hour ago
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Cats Ships Restaurant AU
i was watching bob's burgers so now here we are
Demestrap: Bakery They own a small bakery. It's very peaceful and quiet inside, which is a good environment for Demeter's anxiety and Munkustrap's stress. They don't have many customers, but the people who go there absolutely love it. Their customers often read there while enjoying the baked goods.
MungoTeazer: Food truck I feel like this matches their chaotic vibe. The food they serve is also chaotic- messy, cheap, & tastes great. The truck is a little worn down, but it works just fine. And they can drive wherever they want to serve food.
Tuggoffelees: Cafe They primarily serve coffee and tea, but they also serve sandwiches and things. It's also a safe space for LGBTQ+ people, with a little rainbow flag in the window to signal this. It's a very polished, clean place, but also has a homey, comforting vibe. It's very popular with students and lgbtq+ people. And they have free wifi.
These are the only ones I immediately came up with ideas for, but I want to figure out some more, its fun.
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bomba-is-the-real-hero · 3 hours ago
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so here is a idea for cats 2019
ok so this will have my head canons for 2019bombalurina which are
she a fomer member of the junkyard tribe
she  is mistoffelees older sister
she have magic
she was munk and demeters fomer mate and cassandra’s fomer friend
also mungo and teazer are not part of the tribe and everyone knows they work for macavity
ok right on we go
after victoria got stuck mungojerrie and rumpleteazer don’t leave her but try to free her
just when the dog run in the room bombalurina find them and use her magic to scare the dog away and free victoria
bomba, mungo and teazer take victoria with them and get to know her better
bomba tell victoria how she left her old tribe after they falsely accuse her brother of hurting his ex boyfriend
they are found by cassandra and demeter who go form snarking at her for getting lost to jumping protective before her when they see who is with her.
victoria find out that her three new friends work for macavity and that the junkyard tribe is bombalurina’s old tribe.
after some tense moments and harse words between cassandra, demeter and bombalurina victoria leave with demeter and cassandra
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a-cat-is-not-a-dog · 5 hours ago
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Chapters 18 & 19 Update!!!!
Hello! It's been a hot minute, since I’ve updated, hasn't it? I must confess, this past month has been very hard for me. I've had to deal with a lot of personal issues, and motivation really hasn't been present at all. But now I'm here, and am very happy to announce that this story is completely finished! Editing and all. From now on, I'll be updating more frequently, so stay tuned for that! Also, I would just like to thank those of you who have sent me kind messages. I haven't had much energy to respond to all of them, but I can assure you that they mean more to me than words can describe. Now, I'll stop rambling, and let you read the chapter. Since this one is quite short, I’ve uplodaed two today. Do enjoy!<3
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theimpossiblescheme · 5 hours ago
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Francisca Tapia as Demeter, Santiago 2014
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anotherincorrectcatsblog · 14 hours ago
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bombalurina: welcome , fellow idiots
demeter: hallo, bomba
bombalurina: no, no, not you, you’re not a idiot
demeter: you underestimate me
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affectionatemunkustrap · 17 hours ago
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demeter and munkustrap, both busy and kept apart by the various obligations of the day, leave each other notes.
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affectionatemunkustrap · 21 hours ago
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songs demeter and munkustrap would dance to.
someone to watch over me / ella fitzgerald
chances are / johhny mathis
twilight time / the platters
mona lisa / nat king cole
young at heart / frank sinatra
story of my life / the chamber orchestra of london 
and more 
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munku-collar · 21 hours ago
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Sometimes the ghost of his touch sweeps across her fur: His grasping paws, the sweet thrill of his claws scratching just deep enough to send chills up her spine. They filled her with heat and flame so many times she still feels the cinders burning. His kiss was always hungry, regardless of the strength of it, like he was stealing bits of her away, like it was the only thing in the world worth having. It was always intense; every tryst felt like the first and last, hard and desperate even when the pace was slow, until there was nothing left to give in either direction, and the green of his eyes swallowed her whole. Everlasting, it had felt good. It was overwhelming, and enchanting, and never enough, until suddenly, it was. 
Because it had been enough eventually, Demeter reminds herself. She remembers the disappointments, the anger, the bitterness, and the pain. She thinks about the scar on her hip, the anxious beating of her heart more often than not, and the pleas of his victims, begging fruitlessly before an unjust god. She thinks about the nightmares, the haunting look she finds in her own reflection nowadays, and the fear that won’t go away, no matter what she does. Macavity’s love, his touch and all that came with it couldn’t outweigh his hatred, his darkness then, and it certainly can’t now. Monsters made under moonlight are rarely unmade.
There are many things in the world that are beautiful, but filled with poison, and she learned that first hand in those days. She had been poisoned for too long, with kisses and promises and the heat of his body against hers, which although sincere, did nothing but spread venom, spread pain from the inside out. It took so long to draw it out of herself. But she had. She’d gotten away, and promised herself never to go back. It’s a promise she refuses to break.
The depraved beauty in it all, in him, and the rush of it, even in the poison, means little nowadays compared to the tenderness, the gentle devotion she has earned from her new lover. Fire doesn’t have to burn, she’s come to learn. It can warm instead, entirely and utterly and beautifully. Kisses can be sweet, without the bitterness of poison. Passion doesn’t have to destroy, and she doesn’t have to be destroyed for its sake. Love doesn’t have to hurt so, so damn much.
‘Those days are long gone,’ she tells herself, thinking on the past, and of that twisted love, and she drags her paws up her fur, trying to scratch away those memories, those smoking cinders. She watches them fly away in the wind. 
‘Good riddance.’
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munku-collar · a day ago
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Those rare days in the Junkyard when Munkustrap is angry, whether at someone specific or something has happened or even if he’s angry at himself, everybody sits there like:
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Like everyone is on their best behavior and they try to solve all of their problems themselves instead of asking him about them because if 1 thing goes wrong he’s going to lose his mind and nobody wants that. All antics are discouraged, the kittens keep their arguing to a minimum and play nicely, and the troublemakers postpone their troublemaking plans. It’s a little quieter than usual on those days, but if it helps him keep his stress level down, that’s alright. It takes a lot to push Munk to the point of genuine irritation, let alone serious anger, so when it happens, everybody knows they fucked up.
An angry Munkustrap is pretty intimidating, given his size and strength. He’d never hurt anyone, has never so much as bat a paw at anyone even when he was younger, but he has raised his voice before on a handful of occasions, and nobody likes it, and Munk himself hates getting that irritated, but sometimes even he can’t help it. He spends his time stewing in the den or even goes home to his owner’s house when he’s really pissed because he doesn’t like anyone seeing him like that. He doesn’t like thinking sharp words or snapping at anyone. He doesn’t like the surges of negativity that fill him, or the looks he gets from the others when he feels himself glaring. He doesn’t like being angry.
Demeter’s the only one allowed to get close when he’s really pissed, which is ironic, really, given all she’s been through, but his anger doesn’t scare her. Munk could never scare her. And, honestly, she’s very familiar with anger in herself, too. She knows how much it sucks and how hard it can be to get rid of those feelings, and her temper is a lot shorter than his, because she gets overwhelmed easily, so she always helps him feel better. She thinks it’s a tiny bit funny too, teases him sometimes for losing his cool as easily as she does. He always rolls his eyes and smiles, protests her teasing but pulls her a little closer, and she knows she’s getting through to him. 
It takes a while, a few hours usually, but eventually he gets over whatever is bothering him, whether with the help of her touch, or conversation. Soon enough he’s back to his collected and loveable temperament, and ready to welcome a little more chaos into his life again, to everyone’s relief. 
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i told myself i was gonna shut up about caro emerald but i guess not huh
The Other Woman - Caro Emerald
And the cats characters/situations I think work (the tone would change slightly based on the characters singing and their motivations)
Munkustrap singing to Demeter about Macavity
Alonzo singing to someone about Munkustrap (this would be a darker, more jealous version of the character)
Mistoffelees singing about idk who but our sassy gay boi is dark and jealous now and i am imagining it and i am LOVING it
Bombalurina singing about idk (maybe she's just messing around with a couple i have no clue)
Electra singing a more gentle version of the song, trying to convince Etcetera out of a toxic relationship
Tugger performing the song (just....imagine John Partridge Tugger singing this....PERFECTION)
Macavity singing this to manipulate Demeter
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ok someone else wants to put demeter in a warm blanket, give her a nice cup of warm melk and hug her.
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afairytalestray · a day ago
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Black&White Family 1 and the Scarlet&Gold Sisters
24 hours later and I’m back with Part 2 of my little headcanon series. Like before, all hcs in this series will be pre-canon, if we accept the musical as the present day canon. Thus I present my take on the backstory of Alonzo, Victoria and Mistoffelees, and some more on Bombalurina and Demeter (with a sprinkle of Demestrap and Skimbleshanks the Railway Dad).
Mistoffelees’ half brother and sister are Jellicles, Alonzo and Victoria. Misto is the result of their shared father’s affair, but said father keeps him separate from his half siblings, who don’t even know he exists until their father reveals it to them on his deathbed. Misto keeps his distance from them, as their mother hates him and his mother on principle and he fears they will too. 
But then Misto’s mother dies not long after his father, and he tries to approach them. However, Alonzo still feels very hurt and angry at their father’s betrayal of his family, and isn’t ready to see Misto/can’t bring himself to look at the living proof of it (he doesn’t know that doing so leaves Misto completely alone); their mother attacks him and he runs away. Macavity finds the scared, hurt and alone Misto and convinces him to join him, promising safety and family, but soon traps him along with Demeter and Bomba, and violently and painfully drains his magic from him. The three of them bond in captivity and come to trust each other completely. Bomba’s big-sister mode has been activated for a while, and she very quickly takes Misto under her protective wing as well. They watch over each other as best they can, caring for wounds and trying to keep each other’s spirits up. Eventually they manage to escape via a combination of Demeter’s wits, Bomba’s fighting skills and Misto’s magic. They flee to the Junkyard together and are swiftly brought under the protection of the Jellicles.  
Both Mistoffelees and Demeter are extremely skittish and jumpy for a while from Macavity’s treatment. They stick together for the first couple of nights, and even after that if one of them feels scared or alone they’re always welcome in Bomba’s den, which becomes something like their safe space. Demeter finds comfort with Munkustrap, who is more in love with her than ever and finally able to tell her (they perform the mating pas-de-deux at the next ball which happens soon after she returns). She soon finds out she is pregnant with Jemima. Although they can’t be sure of who the real father is, Munkustrap is dad of the century and claims it doesn’t matter, that he’d be honoured to do the job. Munk helps her gain more confidence and become more sure of herself again.
Misto is taken in by (pre-Skimblegus although not by much) Skimbleshanks, but struggles to trust or even speak to anyone else except Bomba and Dem for a long time. He even fears Alonzo and Victoria, thinking they must hate him after how their mother treated him, and spends a lot of time hiding and watching from a safe distance. Skimbleshanks the super dad is really good with him and despite everything Misto can’t help but trust him: he always makes sure to give Misto his space and seems to be able to sense when he’s getting overwhelmed or just doesn’t want to talk; he’s patient, kind and supportive, and just seems to understand him really well. As a result Skimble is the first Jellicle Misto trusts, and later on if he ever needs advice he always turns to Skimble. Due to Skimble’s closeness to Asparagus he forms a tentative friendship with Tumblebrutus (Asparagus’ son), but doesn’t really start to come out of his shell until Tugger meets him for the first time and immediately takes a shine to him.
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lilgiu · 2 days ago
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So- here's a little sketch of this lovely couple, and I didn't do the lineart nor the faces cause I'm afraid it will ruin it lol
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Any (respectful) feedback is appreciated! :D
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demons-incorrect-alw · 2 days ago
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The Rum Tum Tugger: Why are you so shy?
Demeter: Relax. I just met you two years ago.
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afairytalestray · 2 days ago
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The Deutabella Family (1)
So a while back I thought about sharing some of my Cats headcanons (extended editions) here, and since then I’ve been trying to compile them all into a document, which feels more a bit like herding unruly sheep. But I finally finished part 1 of many more to come :) So here’s my headcanons for the Deutabella family! All hcs in this little series will be pre-canon, if we accept the musical as the present day canon, if that makes sense. It’s basically my take on the characters’ past. Pls enjoy! (they won’t all be this long probably)
Old Deuteronomy and Grizabella are former mates, who had Macavity, Munkustrap and Tugger together. They got together and became mates at a young age. At that time young Old Deuteronomy was a lot more like present-day Tugger than Munkustrap. For a while they were happy, but when Old D became the tribe leader he had less time to spare. He changed a bit when he took on the leadership role, becoming more serious and less free-spirited and Griz became lonely. She never really had a lot of close friends within the tribe, she never really felt like she fit in and she always had big dreams of fame and fortune outside of the Junkyard which her peers just didn’t get. She always liked attention, but with her mate so busy all the time she begins to crave it in a less healthy way. When she wasn’t performing and basking in the limelight, she became sullen, withdrawn and moody.
Things got better for a while after she had her kittens. She never let go of her dreams of fame, but she had a distraction, somewhere to direct her restless energy. First came Macavity, then 3 years later Munkustrap, then Tugger 5 years after that. Grizabella loved her kittens, but gradually her brooding moods began to come over her again. Her dissatisfaction with her life grew and grew, and so did her itchy feet and panic that she was wasting her best years. The thought that she’d never be anything more than Old D’s mate eventually became unbearable to her and one day, not long after little Tugger was born, she snapped. She packed her bags and left with only the briefest goodbyes. Later in life, this lack of full farewells/explanations would be what haunted her the most. She didn’t mean to be cruel or to hurt anyone, she was only thinking of herself and her own happiness.
Old Deuteronomy never realised how neglected she felt until it was too late. He never meant to hurt her or make her feel alone, but being the tribe leader had taken over a lot of his time. A gap had slowly and subtly been growing between them, but he didn’t notice how truly bad it had gotten until she told him she was done. Grizabella’s departure sent their whole family into a tailspin, and none of them dealt with it really well. Old D felt it strongly, their strained mating bond began causing him pain, and he missed her dearly. Once she left there was a hole in his heart, one that no one else could ever fill. He felt guilty for pushing her away, and for his children losing their mother. Although he tried his absolute best to keep it together for them, he felt horrible and weak all the time, and thus withdrew a lot to try and shield them from it. This sure did not have the effect he wanted. 
Little Tugger basically never knew his mother, and grew up only ever hearing how terrible a thing she did from the other adults and this was only ever countered by Macavity. He was raised by the tribe and so grew up with a great deal of respect for his father, but never had a particularly close bond with him until later on. He was closest with his two brothers, Macavity in particular. Tugger loved Macavity’s magic, especially how he could levitate him so high it felt like flying and then drop him and catch him in his arms. Munkustrap, bless him, was a bit of a wimp (once a stressed-out worrywort, always a stressed-out worrywort) who never enjoyed the “dangerous” games, but always seemed to end up having fun after being dragged along. As he grew, Tugger was caught between the tribe and Macavity. While the tribe was generally negative about Grizabella (although never to his face they avoided talking about her and brushed him off, never said anything more than “she did a bad thing”), Macavity would talk about her all the time and tell him how great she was and how when she came back for them she’d be a big star. However as time passed, Macavity began to realise his mother wasn’t coming back, and that began to push him down a dark path.
Macavity gradually went off the rails after Grizabella left. He had been his mum’s little star, and was the closest one to her. Griz was always very supportive of Mac, and adored the magic tricks he could do when his powers began to show. Unfortunately (and unintentionally) she leant on him a bit too much. Mac always wanted to spend all his time with her and not with the other kittens his own age (he knew she was lonely) and she let him, and as a result he never really learned how to interact with his peers or form any real friendships. He learned how to put on a fake smile and act at his mother’s knee. Griz would often vent to him; although he never quite understood how she was feeling, and he understood it as being with the Jellicles made her sad. When she left, he blamed his father and the tribe for it and began to grow angry and bitter, which would build until the events of the day of his banishment.
Munkustrap was the first one to see the change in Macavity. Tugger hero-worshipped his oldest brother, but Munkustrap was always the responsible one of the three. He saw that Macavity’s smiles had turned to sneers, that his jokes became more cruel than funny, that his little tricks became nasty. He saw that whenever Tugger went to play with Macavity he’d return worse for wear, but never thinking anything of it. Other adults wrote it off as the result of typical kitten rough and tumble play, but in truth Macavity began to bully Tugger, take advantage of his trusting nature and take his bad moods out on him (under the guise of “helping him grow big and strong”), but Tugger wouldn’t realise this until much later. Of the three of them, Munkustrap was the closest to his father, his natural maturity and steady/calm nature being a comfort to Old D, and he brings his concerns to him.
Old D could never acknowledge that Macavity had gone dark and evil, but he did recognise that a huge gap had grown between him and his son. He immediately began trying to bridge it, but he was never able to get through to Macavity. He tried really hard, but his eldest was too far gone, and threw all his efforts back in his face. Macavity, as the eldest, was supposed to be Old D’s heir, but the two always ended up arguing, and Mac would always end up yelling how Old D had neglected Grizabella and pushed her away and that he was the reason he no longer had a mother. The more Old D tried to reach out to him, the further away Macavity got. He began to push his magic deeper and darker, shirking his duties and lashing out at other Cats. Eventually he went too far. 
One morning not much later, Old Deuteronomy named Munkustrap his heir. Macavity had become too unstable for the job. Macavity didn’t take this well. That afternoon he snapped, and when Tugger came up to play with him, he magically threw him away so hard he crashed through a large pile of garbage and was badly hurt. Munkustrap went ballistic, and he and Macavity got into a massive fight before Old Deuteronomy stepped in and physically separated them, and banished Macavity.
It broke Old D’s heart to banish his son. He spent some time with his younger two and successfully managed to salvage his relationship with them (loving, although still somewhat distant), but once Munk was fully set up as the heir he began spending less and less time in the Junkyard. He feels guilty for not seeing the signs sooner, for not listening to Munkustrap, for allowing Tugger to get hurt, and the pain of losing both his mate and now his son, too. 
Tugger ended up blaming Grizabella for Macavity’s fall - he knew that her not coming back hurt Mac, and maybe if she had none of this would have happened. This was the first time he really felt alone and abandoned since she left. He barely knew her, but Macavity had adored her, and Tugger connected his upset about his brother with her. His relationship with Munkustrap also went downhill after the latter was named heir, and wouldn’t see improvement for a long time. Macavity would continue to try and hurt Tugger after his banishment; whenever he attacked and caused havoc in the Junkyard, he’d send visions and voices to scare his youngest brother, which leads to Tugger’s current knee-jerk reaction to run and hide whenever Macavity makes an appearance. 
Although he had never developed any real relationships with other Cats his age, Macavity was a master of lies and manipulation. On the day of his banishment, before she knew what had happened, he convinced the kind Demeter to feel sorry for him and to elope with him. He paints a picture of rejection and sadness that he was passed over for Munkustrap, lying by saying that Munkustrap turned on him when it happened, telling him to leave, and that he feels so scared and alone and that he hadn’t done anything wrong. He tells her that she has always been so kind to him and that he has fallen in love with her. In reality he doesn’t give a crap, but he knows that Munkustrap has secretly been in love with her for ages but was always too shy to tell her. Demeter, unaware of the attacks, feels for him and agrees to the elopement. She was always a shy queen who never felt as pretty as her big sister Bombalurina, and so was overwhelmed by Macavity’s carefully constructed flattery. Bomba falls for it too, to an extent, and follows to protect her sister. However, by the time they realise the truth of what Macavity is, they’re both trapped in his web. They’re both his prisoners, and stick together as much as they can. They try to come up with plans to escape back to the Jellicles, but aren’t able to manage it until they’re joined by another one of Macavity’s tricked captives, a young tom just out of kittenhood, Mistoffelees.
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sneakydraws · 3 days ago
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OMG HIIIIII CATS FANDOM..... like i said, i'm gonna finish this damn thing!! but as you can see i'm simplifying the style to be less time consuming :) anyway, bomba and demeter know misto through his ballet classes and tugger & his family through [REDACTED]. they are in their mid to late 20s and essentially big sister/mean girl figures.
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