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emmikay · 2 years

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Screw it, I’m declaring a new CATS ship. It’s the new International Tour Non-Tuxedo Quaxo and 2019 Tugger. It’s called Forbidden Tuggoffelees 2.0

#cats the musical #cats 2019 #cats international tour 2022 #tuggoffelees #forbidden tuggoffelees #cursed tuggoffelees #forbidden tuggoffelees 2.0

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millenari · 10 months

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tuggoffelees concept: a magical cat with the ability to force other cats to fall in love visits the junkyard. Tugger inevitably offends this magical cat, and they curse him to fall in love with Misto. Everyone is kind of surprised when Tugger ~somehow~ doesn't treat Misto any differently after being cursed. Cue antics.

OR, alternatively: a magical cat with the ability to make another cat incapable of lying visits the junkyard. Tugger inevitably offends this magical cat, and they curse him with their B‌rutal Honesty Spell™.

When Tugger starts going on and on about how much he loves Misto, how great Misto is, about how he wants to cat-marry Misto and live happily ever after with him, everyone wrongly assumes that the magical cat cursed him to fall in love with Misto. Why else would he act like that, right? Cue antics. (And Not-so-unrequited-love-flavored guilt from Misto).

#tuggoffelees #victoria: tugger hasnt been acting any differently at ALL after that cat cursed him to be in love with misto. you know what that means?#etcetera: [soft gasp] he's immune to magic

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undreaming-fanfiction · 2 years

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Welcome!

Thank you for visiting my pile of drabbles, questionable fanarts and weird headcanons. For your convenience and my absolute inconvenience, I prepared a list of links for what you can find here that I will attempt to keep updated. Let’s see how that goes...

(M) stands for mature content, please be wary of that.

I am always grateful for comments, tiny messages in reblogs and asks. I also take asks and prompts! Talk to me, I don’t bite.

Stranger Things

General fanfiction: Love Is / Unlikely But Welcome (with Steddie at the end) / Alone on Christmas / The Least We Could Do Headcanons: Dustin and Steve Summer 1985 / Murray on Steve / Eleven and One / Eleven and Henry / Dustin’s rebellion / Bob and Eddie / Eddie’s self-sabotage / Eddie’s dealing / Vecna’s victims Steddie drabbles and fanfiction: The Freak With the Plan / Sticky notes / Safe and Sound / Take It Back / On compliments / Not a liar / On expectations / Like You Like Me (Steddie Halloween) / Sing for me Baby / Give and Take / Guilty Pleasure / Doesn't It Make You Mad? / Music To My Ears / Steve's road to bisexuality / Only Ours / Home Sweet Home / On Hair / Heaven Can Wait / Banished (1) (2) (3) / Lonely Times / Everything Has Its Price / Two For One / Second Time’s The Charm / Everyone’s A Critic / Talk Dirty To Me / No / My Kind of Perfect / Steve as CC mascot / Steddie vacation / Play It Out (1) / Not a Single Thing / Rips in Eddie’s jeans / No Such Thing As Stupid Question / Not Getting Married / Corroded Coffin costumes / The interview / Steddie series Piece by Piece: Halfway Happy / Healing Touch (M) Steddie headcanons: 1st wedding song / On outward personalities (with @thefreakandthehair) / On garden gnomes (with @corrodedcoughin) / On Steve and Eddie's lawn (with @corrodedcoughin) / Steve painting Eddie's nails / Love Languages / Vouchers / Wrong item / Flour fights / Kiss in rain / Trauma drabbles and fanfics: On Grief / Of Ghosts and the Living / A Deal With God / When Steve dies (with @stevesbipanic) / Unforgiven / Tapes (addition to @stevesbipanic) / With The Last Rays of Setting Sun (addition to @strawberryspence) / Murderer (with @stevesbipanic) / No body / Reputation / The only choice / Suffer in silence / The last time loop / If you die, I die / Nancy’s time loop Alternate Universe (AU): Corpse Groom / Superhero (1) / Seasons / College newspaper / Fake demon summoning / Stranger Brigade / Haunted / What We Do In The Shadows / Batman Steve / Into The Woods (1) / Batman and Catman (with @stevesbipanic) / Scoops Eddie / Made In Your Image (mythology AU, 1) / YouTuber AU / Pirates of the Caribbean AU / Nightmare Before Christmas AU (1) / X-Files / Glasses model Steve / Actor AU Crack: Wine and Dine / How to draw away demobats / Why Eddie wasn't in season 1 / Flesh Wound and Not Ideal / Fruity Four on phone / Steddie never fight / When Eddie shuts up / Guess what / Interested in me? / Cleaning / Sugar / The Adventures of Kas/Eddie and Vecna / Fuck / He’s dead / Cleaning 2 / Proposal / Counting sheep Spooky Steddie Writober: Bewitching Garden / Cursed Carnival Fanart: Not Ideal / Seasons AU / Steddie Halloween / Mythology AU / Cursed Spicy Six baubles / Nightmare Before Christmas AU / Eddie as a witch / Steve watercolor markers attempt Strangetember (my pre-Inktober) Stranger Things inspired makeup: Upside-Down Eddie / Steve Harrington Writing prompts: The dumbest thing / Teach me? / Could they have loved me Steddie/ST song recs: Hell On Earth / Hallowed Be Thy Name / All of Me Fruity Four Advent Calendar

Steddie 2023 playlist challenge here!

Cats the Musical

Original characters: Sofia (Smudge) Tuggoffelees fanfiction: Never Enough / On Hair and Uneven Distribution of Work A Night to Remember (circus AU): Prologue / The Gifts / The Magician and the Dancer / One of Us / A Late Visit / Persuasion / The Company Fanart: Jemima / Mistoffelees tarot card / Misto ink Cats-inspired makeup: Misto / Misto 2 / Bombalurina / Demeter

Good Omens

Ineffable husbands fanfiction: On Ducks and Things That Shouldn't Be

#masterlist #steddie #steddie fanfiction #steddie drabble #stranger things #stranger things fanfiction #cats the musical #good omens #ineffable husbands #tuggoffelees

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naturepointstheway · 1 year

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For the drabble asks:

For whichever fandom you prefer (leaning more towards Tuggoffelees but if you feel like BatB go for it!)

1, 6, 17, 23, 47, 55, 71!

Sorry I took so long to respond to this! Anyway now it's finally done; three of them are their own separate little stories, and the remainder are together in a single story at the end. As always, it's based on Lindsay Chambers' Zurich Mistoffelees. As it got pretty long, I've put most of it under a keep reading.

Definitely rated T as while there isn't any smut-smut, there is a brief reference to a kink (literally like one sentence), and some innuendo.

1: “It’s called a safety pin for a reason.”

On a bean bag in a corner of the dressing room, Mistoffelees sat cross-legged, sewing up a stray thread in the collar of his dance costume.

A loud curse from behind a curtain jerked him out of his calm, pricking a finger in his fright. Dropping his work in his lap, he snapped his eyes up to search for the source of the curse that sounded suspiciously like Tugger’s voice.

“My costume! It’s ruined!”

That was definitely Tugger.

With an annoyed sigh, he cast aside his work, moving his legs in preparation for getting up.

May as well check he’s okay.

Turned out, he never needed to even get up, as a second later, Tugger flew out from behind the curtain, looking frantic as he clutched his dance costume to his chest. One of the legs was full coming apart at the seams, which was rather alarming for something a seller had claimed to be “just like new” from an online second hand store.

“Look at this, Misto!” Tugger complained, sliding to his knees in front of a much bemused Mistoffelees. “It’s in tatters!”

Mistoffelees sighed the long suffering sigh of someone used to their partner’s less smart moments, but loved them anyway. Picking up his phone, he began typing into a note app:

Did you take out the safety pins?

“Uh...yeah, I thought they weren’t needed, so I’d taken them all out even though the costume designer told me not to do that.”

Mistoffelees shook his head with an eyeroll, before typing:

Tugger, it’s called a safety pin for a reason. They’re supposed to hold the stitches together until the costume designer can get to them.

Tugger grimaced a little. “Uh yeah, figured that.”

Then why?

“Dunno, I guess I thought I was helping? Or something?”

Tugger, please. That’s the costume designer’s job, not yours.

“I know. Guess it was just another of my stupid impulses. Tell me without telling me I’m an idiot.”

Mistoffelees locked eyes with his for five whole unblinking seconds as he typed on his phone before showing it to Tugger.

Ah! But a fool art thou to understand thou must not undo the safety pins of thy costume, and yet. A fool art thou to do it anyway.

Mistoffelees spotted the twitch of a smile at Tugger’s mouth even as the latter tried his best to pout with hurt feelings.

You know what you did. Love you anyway ;)

Tugger grinned, leaning forward to plant a quick kiss on Mistoffelees’ forehead.

“Love you too, Misto.”

6. Kiss me and/or shut up

The muggy summer day soaked everything, including Tugger (who for once wished he didn't have such a big mane), the shimmering air, the barely twitching leaves (damn wind taking a holiday, abandoning everyone to the heat), and even the birds weren't chirping. Evidently, even the birds found the day way too hot to voice the faintest of chirps. Or squawks. Even the seagulls were just chilling in the shade, not yelling at each other over nothing.

It was so hot as a matter of fact that the normally talkative Tugger contented himself with just stretching out on the grass, limbs out every which way like a feline starfish. One of his arms was oh so casually draped under Mistoffelees--who was also flopped out on the grass next to him--idly scritching the other's ears. Looking over at him, Tugger saw Mistoffelees' eyes were shut, his purrs deep and warm.

"You asleep, Misto?"

Mistoffelees opened one eye to look at Tugger with a little shake of his head.

"Aren't you hot in this weather?"

Another shake of his head.

"Mm-hm, of course you aren't," Tugger remarked, idly brushing his other paw through his mane. "You don't have copious amounts of fur unlike us poor Maine Coons. I mean, in winter it's perfect, and then you're the unfortunate soul--or you would be if you weren't able to just keep yourself toasty with your own magic, right?"

Mistoffelees made a small purr of idle agreement cloaked in drowsiness brought on by the muggy heat.

"Seriously! Who needs a fireplace when I got you in winter? It's like a fire burns inside you, keeping me all toasty when it's too cold even for me."

No response from Mistoffelees, apart from him turning his head, eyes closed, in Tugger's direction.

"And then we have this, and the humidity? My mane is gonna go poofy if it gets any hotter than it is already. Exactly the opposite of what I want." Tugger sighed as though this was the worst affliction in the world. "It's a constant love hate relationship with my fur, I swear, Misto."

Mistoffelees opened his eyes, gazing up at him with a little hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth. An impish little sparkle gleamed in his eyes.

"You're up to something aren't you? Or are you just thinking about how lucky you are not to be a Maine--ahh!"

Tugger withdrew his arm from under Mistoffelees, trying to shake off the sudden icy cold that had radiated from the spot that had been under the other cat.

"That's cold!"

A silent laugh from Mistoffelees, now wriggling up to Tugger, pressing his cold body up against the latter's side. Tugger squirmed, a shiver up his spine at the sensation of cold through his skin. It wasn't unpleasant, in fact, he didn't mind it at all, and not just because it was a welcome reprieve against the heat.

"Damn! Tell me that's your magic working or I'll be worried."

Mistoffelees winked, his body suddenly very warm against Tugger's.

"Okay, okay, I get it. Magic."

The sensation of heat against Tugger's side and leg cooled away again, Mistoffelees grinning at him in that way he did when he knew he had Tugger's full attention.

"All this time you could do that and I never even thought to ask?"

Mistoffelees shook his head with a self-satisfied smirk.

"How many other surprises are you hiding away?"

Mistoffelees winked, pointing at himself before laying a digit across his own lips as though to say he wasn't saying a word either way.

"You'll let me know at another unexpected time huh?"

A raised eyebrow and glance up at Tugger as though to ask "What do you think?"

"I see, I should've known. Of course you wouldn't divulge all your secrets, mister Vague And Aloof."

Tugger gasped as an ice cold paw splayed itself over his side, Mistoffelees never taking his eyes from his with a self-satisfied glimmer of mischief.

"Misto!" Tugger squirmed, pretending to try and get away from the fingertips now walking up to his chest, the coolness spreading under his skin. Mistoffelees hooked a leg across his, just as chilly as his hand now splayed over Tugger's chest, resting it there.

Much as he pretended to try to squirm away from Misto, Tugger was most glad for this. Especially with Misto's leg hooked around one of his, and pressed up so close against Tugger's side.

Is the rest of him cool too?

Tugger shifted the arm that had been under Misto a minute ago, draping it around his boyfriend's shoulders, at the same time he slung his other arm across his waist. Just as he thought, the rest of Mistoffelees was just as cool too.

"Damn, is every inch of you the same temperature?"

Misto raised an eyebrow in a silent question, a twitch at the corner of his mouth, like he was trying his best to hold back a grin. Lifting his hand off Tugger's chest, he drew an idle visual of what he meant by "every inch".

"That's what I mean. Every inch."

Misto rearranged the mid-air sparkles into a visual of himself with a digit to his lips and a knowing smile before it dissipated a few seconds later.

"What else can you do with your temperature?" Tugger wondered aloud. "Make parts of you cold and others warm? How hot can you get?"

Mistoffelees shrugged, but Tugger didn't miss the twitch of his ears, nor the tiny snort of laughter from his nose. Of course Mistoffelees wasn't going to reveal all his magical marvels all at once.

A dramatic sigh from Tugger. "Fine, keep your secrets to yourself, you show-off." He crooked a finger under Misto's chin, lifting so the latter was gazing right into his own eyes. "Now kiss me and shut up."

Tugger closed his eyes, expecting cool lips to meet his, but to his surprise, Misto's were warm. Very warm.

Almost too warm.

And he fell even more in love.

17. Oh, the naive youth

The only cat Mistoffelees allowed Tugger to discuss their more intimate life with was Bombalurina. When Mistoffelees had confessed (or, rather, hinted) at what he would want to try in future intimate encounters, Tugger had found himself both surprised and not surprised.

It's always the quiet ones.

There really was some truth in that old cliche.

Even Bombalurina wasn't surprised when Tugger had (with permission from Misto) asked her for advice on experimenting with temperature play using Misto's magical ability to cool or warm up different parts of his body. When Bombalurina assured him of confidentiality, Tugger trusted her without hesitation. If anyone wanted to know anything about Tugger's and Misto's private bedroom lives, they'd have to prise it out of her cold, dead hands. And even then, she'd make sure they couldn't prise it out of her cold, dead hands.

And thus, when the younger-ish cats began to settle into being with a long-term partner (while also letting themselves pair or even triple-up with others when the mood struck them), many looked up to Tugger and Misto as being such a sweet and "pure and innocent" image of a relationship.

And that's when Bombalurina, Tugger, and Mistoffelees would--when no one was looking--share knowing looks and smiles among themselves.

Oh, the naive youth.

23. Good morning and goodbye + 47. Bake me a cake and we'll talk. + 55. Oh I love how dramatic this is + 71. Would you just shut up please?

When Tugger awoke after a big night out partying and just having the time of his life with Misto, Plato, and Bomba, he was pleased to note Mistoffelees next to him, still snoring away, an arm draped above his head across the pillow. Judging by the light thrumming through the light fabric of the curtains, it was already at least nine in the morning, if not later.

And Mistoffelees hated waking up any later than seven, or even eight at the maximum. If he woke up after eight, he would spend the whole day believing he'd already wasted half the day where he could've been practicing his dance or his magic. All of Tugger's insistence that even if he awoke at ten, he'd still have the rest of the day ahead of him, never worked on him, only helping to increase Mistoffelees' stubborness about the whole thing.

So naturally, Tugger couldn't pass up an opportunity to let Misto just sleep in as long as he needed (it helped he looked super adorable asleep with his arm draped above him like that). Not wanting to wake him up, Tugger padded about getting ready for the day, until he accidentally knocked over a vase with a loud crash, and he heard Misto wake up with a loud yelp behind him. Tugger turned to see Misto upright in bed, eyes wide, hand to chest, before sinking back on his pillows with a relieved exhalation.

"Sorry Misto, morning butterfingers."

Mistoffelees simply waved his fingers in the vase's direction, and the pieces were swept away into a nearby bin. Once done, he then drew a clock in thin air, followed by a question mark.

Tugger cleared his throat, made a big show of checking the time on his cell phone.

"It is...nine thirty-four in the morning," he declared, before pocketing it, winking when Misto glared at him. "Good morning and goodbye. We're both late for our performance anyway."

Misto grimaced, squeezing his eyes shut as he grabbed a pillow, launching it in Tugger's direction. Tugger caught it with a laugh, hugging it to himself.

"So Misto, what do I need to do to make up for it?"

Several moments passed as Misto scrunched up his face in thought, before pointing at him, and drawing a cake being baked in the oven.

Bake me a cake and we'll talk, Tugger interpreted.

Tugger grinned. "Looks like I'll be taking a trip to the grocery store too, huh?"

A nod.

"Can't promise miracles, but I can promise you a damn good cake by the time it's sundown."

Misto pointed to his own eyes, then pointed at Tugger, as if to say that he was being held to his promise. Tugger scooted to the bed, sitting down by Misto, offering a pinky finger.

"Pinky promise I'll have a cake for you by sundown."

Mistoffelees fixed solemn eyes on Tugger as he linked one of his own pinkies with Tugger's, the latter dropping a quick kiss on Misto's pinky's knuckle.

Looks like tonight is dessert night for us.

If anyone knew how to help make a cake without it ending up a disaster, it was Jemima. Even more so now that mid-winter had descended upon them, bringing short daylight hours, lending urgency to the cake situation.

"Okay we both know he loves red velvet cake, and would absolutely eat it if it were the only thing left on Earth," Jemima noted on the drive to the grocery store. "So we gotta get that. What else?"

Tugger started listing things off on his fingers. "A giant carton of champagne--actually I'm more of a red wine person, so that too--and a big box of chocolates, some pancake mix that I can surprise him with--maybe experiment with red velvet pancakes?"

"Ew!" Jemima protested at once. "Red velvet pancakes?!"

"Don't knock it till you've tried it!"

"I don't intend to try it, so I'll continue to knock it, Tugger."

"Misto loves it, he told me once."

Jemima laughed. "He was just having you on. Really."

"Really?"

"I mean...you could give it a go. But don't be surprised if it ends up in the bin."

Oh, we're experimenting. Definitely giving that a go.

"It's gross, but you're doing it anyway aren't you?" Jemima slowed to a stop at a red light, shooting him a knowing look. "I know you."

"Okay wait, I need to text Misto about this."

He unlocked his cellphone and began messaging his boyfriend.

Hey. Giant bore here.

Yeah? What is it?

I'm with Jemima in her car. She's arguing that red velvet pancakes aren't a thing and are gross.

They ARE a thing. They're more like a dessert. And DELICIOUS. Especially with whipped cream and icing sugar.

Oh you weren't kidding?

Nope. Jemima's lying to you and projecting her hatred of food she never tried. Google it.

Will do.

Also tell her, would you just shut up please? Tell her to not knock it till she's tried them.

Already have. She'll continue to knock 'em and not try 'em.

*eyeroll* See you later, Giant Bore.

They were already pulling into the parking lot of the grocery store, waiting for someone to extract themselves out of a parking space with the hasty speed of a sloth that had just woken up and barely begun thinking about its first cup of coffee for the day.

"So? What did Misto say?"

Tugger cleared his throat, making a big show of re-reading the messages, the phone a few millimetres from the tip of his nose.

"He says they're real, they're a dessert, you're lying and just hating things you haven't tried, and to tell you to just shut up please about the red velvet pancake hatred."

Jemima groaned, leaning her forehead against the driving wheel.

"Oh...dewclaws. I'm gonna challenge him to a dance-off next time we meet. And I won't stop until he loses the challenge for once. I can do forty pirouettes in a row, I swear."

"I'll pass that on."

An irate honk jerked Jemima's head up from the driving wheel, and seeing the parking space finally vacated, she quickly turned into the newly freed spot. Once satisfied with her parking, she turned off the ignition, a hand moving to rest on the door handle.

"Okay Tugger, what was that again?"

"Champagne, stuff needed to make a cake, big box of chocolates and..."

He couldn't help the cheeky grin making its way across his face as Jemima narrowed her eyes at him.

"Don't you dare."

"Pancake mix to make red velvet pancakes."

"Okay, fine, you simp. I'll be back in about ten minutes." Jemima reached up and tweaked one of Tugger's ears, but before he could do the same in return, she had already stepped out of the car, out of reach.

Tugger blew her a little playful kiss. "See you soon, little Sillabub!"

This is going to be a fine night.

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Just as he'd thought, with Jemima's help, they managed to get the entire cake done just half an hour before proper sunset. While the cake was baking in the oven, they set up the table with two places, including the champagne, champagne glasses, plates and cutlery, all set to surprise Mistoffelees when he returned from an intensive rehearsal. Jemima had encountered someone who was handing out little pride flags wound around toothpicks that they'd made, perfect for inserting into sweet desserts.

Naturally, Tugger had inserted as many of them as he could into the cake once the icing had been done.

"You know, a few is enough, Tugger."

"Nah, we need all the pride flags. Everywhere. Misto will love it."

"All you're missing is some glitter at this point," Jemima quipped, but her smile was big and genuine, reaching to her sparkling eyes.

"Yeah and some unicorns too."

"They'd start eating the cake and there would be none left in five minutes."

Tugger nodded after some consideration of this point. "Maybe we'll just stick with the flags then. Do we even have glitter around here?"

"What, Misto's magic isn't sparkly enough for you?"

Tugger was about to answer back when the sound of the front door drew their attention.

"Sounds like Misto's back!" he declared in a raised voice. "Misto? That you?"

At first there was just the sound of a dance bag being dumped in the hallway, shoes thumping on the floor as he took them off, and then a quick flurry of footsteps before Misto himself appeared in the doorway, looking both tired and relieved to be done with his day.

"Misto! It's all done!" Tugger practically leaped to him in a couple of jetes and a pirouette before descending on one knee, arms held dramatically in the table's direction. "What do you think?"

Misto looked down at him, tablet in his hands, and shook his head with a knowing grin. He typed something into his tablet, before showing it to Tugger.

Oh, I love how dramatic this is, Misto had written, Tugger, never ever change. You never fail to brighten my day.

Tugger brushed his hand against one of Misto's, checking he was okay with touch before holding it in his own hand and dropping a kiss on his fingers.

"Same to you too, Misto. Now is all forgiven for not waking you up in time this morning?"

A little laugh from Mistoffelees, tablet now tucked under his other arm, squeezing Tugger's hand back in response.

Tugger returned to his feet, still cradling Mistoffelees' hand in his. "Then let's go have dessert for dinner."

#cats the musical #tuggoffelees #Mr Mistoffelees #Mistoffelees #Rum Tum Tugger #mute mistoffelees #Zurich Misto #highly tempted to write a fic exploring the temperature thing #mentioned in number 6 #won't reveal either way if it will or will not be written I will be vague and aloof on that front

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star-freckled-kitten · 3 years

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Hey so I uhm

I just,,

They <3

Fanart for @uppastthejelliclemoon ‘s cursed/forbidden Tuggoffelees fanfic Magi-Coolest Cat! It’s super sweet and even if it’s a joke ship I love it >:)

#forbidden tuggoffelees #cursed tuggoffelees #tapper #rum Tum tapper #rap tugger #cats 2019 #2019 mistoffelees #fanart #I used a reference for this bc I can’t draw lol

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gaylittlewizardcat · 2 years

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Mistoffelees: Tugger?

The Rum Tum Tugger: Whatever you’re about to tell me to do I’m going to do the opposite

Misto: Shower me with affection

Tugger: …fuck

#he wants what he doesnt have #unless what he has is misto #and misto affection #cats the musical #rum tum tugger #mistoffelees #tuggoffelees #cw cursing #incorrect cats

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wornout-pinkscarf · 3 years

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could you add pictures go the three Mistoffelees you gave 2019 Tugger? I want to know what productions they're from (and, I'll be writing you some fanfic about them teehee) - ✍️anon

Ah yes...... .T̟̺͚͖̺̅̑͑̂̎̉͜ͅͅų̙̣̳̞̹̝͌̏͌̓́͝g̷̣͇̖͔͙̩̣͐́̂̑̂̾͘͟g̛̭͔̭͚̯̲̜̥̓̑̽́̎͟ͅo̷̬̯͓̝̭̝̺͌͋́̀́f̸̨̬̦̫̔̈̑̾͋̚͜f̴͓̭͓̙̟̔̈́̑́̈̃͋͐̂̌ȩ̴̡̛͎̦̞̣̤͖̐̓̂̔̽̚͘͢͠l̸̡̲̠̙̳̲͖̇̈́̆̅͂͒̓͠͠ͅĕ̛̮̹̬̥͙͓͗̐̈̈́͆͝͡e̶̟̙̼͔̜̱̭̽̾̎̅̔̉̇̕s̸̨̭͙̼͇͇͓̹͙̀̓̓̊̃͑̈̓͊̿͜ 💖 ̶̠̺͓͉̮̺̣̓̊͗̽̔̀̄͋͝ͅ

Moscow Misto 🤲

Stuttgart Misto 🤲

Original Broadway Misto 🤲

#go WILD anon I love you for this #also jsyk none of them blink and they also watch 2019 Tugger sleep #Mega Cursed Tuggoffelees #ask

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theatrefanatic27 · 3 years

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A concept I have for a Tuggoffelees fic:

Cats meets Shrek.

In the AU Tugger takes the place of Shrek and Misto takes the place of Fiona. And instead of ogres, Tugger is a Jellicle Cat which is a mythical creature, and commonly a fairytale villain in this universe. Misto's curse turns him into a Jellicle Cat underneath the moonlight.

I headcanon Macavity being Misto's father (not related to Tugger or Munk in family tree), so I picture him taking the place of Fairy Godmother. Bustopher and Griddlebone wanted a child of their own, so Macavity offered to help by "helping" Griddle bear a child. But Misto was showing signs of magic from an early age, but Griddle forbid Mac from seeing his son and training him, because Bustopher would find out the truth of her "affair", and because, well, it's Macavity, would you let your kid near him? So, in a fit of jealous revenge, Mac cursed his own son with the "Jellicle Curse" which could only be broken by True Loves Kiss™.

I would give Tugger the backstory that Shrek has in the musical adaptation, with Deut and Cinebelle sending Tugger away at 7, except Tugger lives a Junkyard instead of a swamp.

I'm not sure who I'd have play Donkey and Farquaad yet, but I see it in my head.

I'm open to any thoughts and suggestions on this.

#cats the musical #tuggoffelees #shrek #fic idea

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acatpersonapparently · 3 years

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Thought I would share my Cats/Sammysonicsuperfan copypasta with y'all

OK! THAT IS IT! THIS IS THE FINAL STRAAAAAAAW! I’VE HAD IT WITH ALL YOU FRICKIN’ TROLLS! AND ALL YOU FRICKIN’ HATERS! AND ALL YOU FRICKIN' CATS FAN FRICKS! YOU GUYS ARE THE ONES THAT RUINED CATS FOR EVERYONE! CAN'T YOU SEE THAT? WHAT THE FRICK ARE YOU GUYS DOING?!? ASKING FOR ALL THIS FRICKIN' GARBAGE?!? WHY DO WE NEED MORE TUGGOFFELEES ?! WHY DO WE NEED MORE DEMESTRAP?!? WHY DO WE NEED ANOTHER ANGSTY MACAVITY FIC?!? WHY DO WE NEED A CATS 2019 REMAKE?!? WHY DO WE NEED ALL THAT?!? CANT WE HAVE THE UNEDITED FOOTAGE FROM THE 1998 MUSICAL FOR CRYING OUT FRICKIN LOUD?!? YOU GUYS KILLED THE CATS MUSICAL! ALL YOU FRICKIN' FAN FRICKS! AND YOUR FRICKIN' FANTASIES SPEWED OUT AT YOU! BY FRICKIN' POO MERCHANTS! I’M TIRED OF ALL YOU FRICKS! I’M SO FRICKIN' MAD! I’M SO FRICKIN' MAD! I MEAN, YOU GUYS- YOU GUYS HAVE OFFICIALLY MADE ME LOSE MY MARBLES! WHY CANT YOU GUYS JUST ASK FOR THE UNEDITED FOOTAGE OF THE 1998 MUSICAL?!? THIS IS A NIGHTMARE! I’M SURE NO CATS FAN PREDICT-WOULD PREDICT- THAT THE MACAVITY-THE MACAVITY FANTASIZERS WOULD RUIN EVERYTHING! [BREATHING HEAVILY]AND NOW-AND NOW I BET BY NOW THAT TOM HOOPER HAS GOT A FRICKIN' CATS 2019 PART 2 IN DEVELOPMENT-WITH FRICKIN ANDREW LLOYD WEBER CUZ YOU FRICKIN' FRICKS! JUST CAN’T EVER, BE QUENCHED. YOUR- YOUR FANTASIES CAN’T EVER BE QUENCHED- CAN THEY? YOU FRICKIN FRICKS. WHEN WILL YOU LEARN?!? WHEN WILL YOU LEARN THAT YOUR ACTIONS HAVE CONSEQUENCES?!? FRICK! FRICK! OWW! FRICK! FRICK! FRICK. [LOUD YELLING] FRICK! THIS IS FRICKIN’ STUPID! UUURGHHH HGHUUURGH CURSE YOOOOOU CURSE YOU CATS FANBASE!

#cats the musical #cats the memesical #shhh no one knows what you're talking about #dont take anything here seriously #(except for everything about the unedited 1998 footage)

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milich96 · 3 years

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mistoffelees?!

(this is about wanting refs for mega cursed tuggoffelees)

Moscow misto

https://catsmusical.fandom.com/wiki/Moscow_2005

Stuttgart misto

https://catsmusical.fandom.com/wiki/Stuttgart_2001

Cryptic/81 misto

(sadly couldn't find anything)

btw, there's a user called wornout-pinkscarf who has much better pictures AND has made art of the 3 mistos above.

to find any other pics, you can google the production with the country/year

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THANK YOUU!

The stuttgart one looks amazing and the Moscow one oh man.. I ADORE IT! He seems taller than usually? Or it's just my imagination? God could u imagine tall!misto?

Ah-hem sorry for the digression. I'll go and check out wornout-pinkscarf now! Thank you again!

#anon #ask and you shall receive #cats the musical #cats #submission

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bag-of-broadway-snacks · 3 years

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thoughts on mega cursed tuggoffelees?

Its a guilty pleasure. The idea of Tugger having a harem of cryptid Mistoffelees is to good not to be a crack ship.

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0zzysaurus · 3 years

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mega cursed tuggoffelees (Moscow misto x stuttgart misto x cryptic misto x 2019Tugger), do you ship it?

This is how bad I am at remembering productions LMAO i can’t even picture moscow or stuttgart misto in my head, imma have to google them first!!