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Tuggoffelees oneshot for Valentines day

This is my first fic finished and posted, and I hope you guys like it <# the ending is a bit rushed though

words: 2,696

hurt/comfort kinda, slow burn, slight angst, m|m, fluff at the end

Misto's POV:

It was a few days after the Jellicle Ball. I was curled on the trunk next to Victoria, both doing our respective things. The night was a chilly one, much colder than the day, yet not uncomfortable. She had been talking bout her and Plato for a while now and it got me thinking. As my sister talked, my gaze began to wander, eventually landing on one cat in particular. The Rum Tum Tugger. A curious cat he was, surrounded by many of the queens. He flashed his teeth in a cocky grin, his bright orange eyes shifting towards me and I turn my head to Victoria in attempt to seem as disinterested as I pretended to be. "-offelees-" "-stoffelees" "Mistoffelees!" Victoria yelled. Only then I realized I had been zoning out. "Are you okay?" She asked worriedly, "You were staring off into space again." I shook my head and put on a smile. "Yeah, 'm fine Vic, just thinking." My reassurance only brought more concern to Victoria as I rarely ever lied to her, but I wasn't lying right? With my attention on Victoria I failed to noticed a figure approaching from behind me. Victoria on the other hand greeted them with a smile. "Morning Munkustrap!" She said with her usual cheerful expression. Admittedly I was caught off guard though I quickly regained composure. "Mistoffelees, can I have a word with you? Alone?" "Okay, that was a worrying way to start" I thought to myself before hopping off of the trunk. Munkustrap led me around to a pile of tires off to the side.

3rd person:

Munkustrap turned to look at Mistoffelees, his expression showed no negative signs though his demeanor expressed his concerns well enough. Mistoffelees stood in confusion and slight concern as to what was going on but those feelings soon left when Munkustrap began to speak. "I've seen the way you look at my brother, Misto." "'m pretty sure everyone sees how I look at him." Misto retorts, interrupting him mid sentence. "-But him!" Munk stood there and he considered the fact but he knew his brother better than anyone, "He knows, Misto. But he wont make the first move. Not with you at least." Misto's confusion only grew along side his anxiety. "Let me rephrase it. He won't blatantly flirt with you…" "Why me? He has no problem flirting with anyone else?" Munkustrap rubs his temple at this and sighs, "You're both oblivious to one another. My brother, lets say, may have a low attention span but you've got his attention throughout most of the day!" Misto perks up at this revelation, his previous nerves peaking for a new found reason. He had hoped Tugger liked him back, but this? It being true just made the situation feel so unreal. And if this was a dream, he never wanted to wake up.

Munkustrap's words made their home in Mistoffelees' mind. He couldn't help but feel some pride for gaining the attention of someone like Tugger. Misto knew Tugger though. Or at least he thinks he knows Tugger. With now knowing of Tugger's feelings, doubt also makes it's way in. And like a sick tango, it dances in his mind with Munk's words. Despite all those thoughts, hope was there and Misto knew that if he was serious about Tugger he would have to show that it was mutual. So Mistoffelees showed off his magic a bit more often. What harm could that do, really? It was just enough to catch Tuggers attention. And it worked. Kinda. With Tuggers attention, came the others attention in a way. Sure, Misto wasn't the shiest cat around. Hell, he loved being the center of attention. This was different though. He wanted to be the center of Tugger's attention. He could care less if he gain the attention of the other toms or queens. Misto would practice his magic in more open and populated areas, just in view of Tugger, Just for Tugger (and whoever was stuck to his side at the moment).

Tugger's pov:

Misto was acting weird today. He was still his eccentric self, but it seemed directed towards me for some reason. I mean, of course, it's me. But it was me. He normally would never act like this. Showin off and all. I couldn't complain though, his magic was so cool! Told him that once, too! Mistoffelees thought I was joking and brushed it off (T^T). How could I not find it at least kinda cool? Making smoke and little explosions out of nowhere, or when he made Old Deuteronomy reappear! Mistoffelees was incredible in my eyes… If only I could really get to know him. He was so interesting to watch. But the thing I couldn't get out of my head was how he rubbed against me during my song (based off the 2010 "Cats Now and Forever" in Manila video clip). We've never been that close before. And just for him to insult me right after?!… oh god, was I really into him?? He was just on the opposite side of the Junkyard, I think he was trying a new trick. Every once i a while he would look my way with a smirk on his face. Almost like he was saying "did you see that?" It was amusing. For me at least. Bomba was stuck to my side like glue, she didn't seem as interested in Misto's magic like I was. I was hoping she would get bored enough to go somewhere else.

3rd person:

The night was coming to an end, soon their humans would wake. They knew this. Quickly the junkyard became empty as they fled home for the day. Tugger was normally the last one to leave the junkyard, and today so was Misto. It was just the two of them. The perfect time for moves to be made. "You were incredible today." Tugger exclaimed enthusiastically. Tugger inched his way closer and closer to the tuxedo cat in a way that made it seem like his flirty personality was put on max. In a way that made it seem like he wasn't interested like how Munkustrap depicted it, instead more like a casual hookup. And Mistoffelees all the wiser saw past this. He returned the flirty nature that was shown to him, which he wouldn't do if he wasn't serious. It was done so naturally that it had seemed like Misto was just messing with Tugger from his view. The two had stopped for a few moments just to talk. This was one of the few times they had with it only being them. In Mistoffelees' eyes it was time to tell Tugger how he felt. Even with Misto's confidence and love for attention, it felt like the eyes of a thousand cats were on him (or like 2019 Mistoffelees). Mistoffelees with all his might, reached to grab Tuggers arm, gently keeping Tugger still to look him in his eyes. "Tugger, I want to get something off my chest… Something I wanted to tell you for a while now." Mistoffelees' words were uncharacteristically shaky. Tugger felt a wave of shock go through his body as Mistoffelees grabbed his arm. His ears flattened, he didn't know how to take his words. It sounded like a confession, but whether it was good or bad, he didn't know. Tugger looked to Misto, giving him all his attention, "Is everything alright?" He asked genuinely concerned.

Misto's pov:

With a deep breath, I attempted to let it all out. "Tugger. I like you." There I said it. Tugger was quite… oh, god… was Munk wrong, was I wrong?? He stepped back away from me and smirked. Fuck, his cheeky-ass smirk. Did he think I was joking? "I mean, 'course you do. It's me after all! Love the enthusiasm though~" I looked bewildered at his reaction. I guess I should've seen this kind of reaction coming, especially from him. After his, interesting choice of words, he just walked away!.. My arms dropped to my sides. What the fuck was that?! I gave up my pride just for it to give him a little ego boost! The only options I had were to stay here in the Junkyard or go home, either way I would be sulking. I want with the latter, cause if I was home at least I would have company. I got there long after Victoria and Alonzo, much to the concern of my human. Through the cat door I crawled. Ears and tail drooping in defeat, to which their human noticed as soon as he saw his cat. All Victoria and Alonzo knew was that Tugger and I were going to have a talk and I could see on their faces that they knew something was up.

Tugger's pov:

Holy shit, Holy Shit, HOLY SHIT!!!! Did he just say what I thought he said??? I was, no, I am through the roof! The most talented magician to ever live likes me??! I didn't know how to react I just walked away. It was like I was about to scream but I couldn't scream all at the same time. For the first time ever I rushed home. How was I meant to react, should I jump to the opportunity of being with him, or should I act cool about it. I managed to catch up to Munkustrap before he left me behind, I couldn't wait to tell him what had happened. In fact I could barely manage to keep my excitement to myself.

3rd person:

Tugger caught up to Munk just in time to see an upset expression Munkustrap in fact saw what went down and was initially very happy for his brother, but he was there. He saw how hurt Mistoffelees was. While Munkustrap knew Tugger meant no harm, he felt disappointed. "You're an idiot, y'know" he said, to which Tugger was immediately offended "The hell did I do to you?". Munkustrap sighed and continued on to their home. Tugger was persistent with finding why his brother was acting like this all the way home. Constantly Tugger would cut Munk off and pester him on why he was upset, not taking a second to really try to figure out why.

Back with the monochromatic siblings, the siblings were sitting on their humans couch. Alonzo rubbed Misto's shoulder in comfort. "I totally made a fool of myself, though!" Misto whined, earning a shared look between Vic and Al. Their human walked in to the room and sat down next to them. Their human petted the pouting cat, "You okay, Quaxo?" Their owner asked softly, giving the three cats pets. Misto purred at the touch of his human, but Vic and Al could see that he was really hurt. The two shared a look and nodded, it was their duty as his siblings to be there for him and protect him. Tugger would be no exception to this.

It was the next night, Vic and Al were getting ready to leave for the junkyard, Plato outside waiting for the trio (specifically for Victoria though). "Are you sure you want to come tonight?" Alonzo carefully asked Mistoffelees, to which Mistoffelees quickly and quite frankly happily(?) replied "Of course. I'm not going to stay home just because some tom doesn't feel the same way." "Don't wanna let him win?" Vic joked, nudging Mist's shoulder "I'm glad you're not letting him get to you!". The trio crept under the ajar window and out the house. With Misto leaving last, left with his thoughts. He wasn't going just to not let Tugger get to him but also to regain Tugger's attention. The Rum Tum Tugger is a curious cat, and he doesn't want what's handed to him, so maybe, just maybe, if he acts like he's over it he'll get the attention he wants. On the walk to the Junkyard it was obvious that something was on Mistoffelees' mind. He wasn't talking as much and barely practiced any tricks just for shits and giggles like how he normally would. And this worried the siblings and Plato to no end.

Tugger's pov:

I still don't get why Munk is upset with me, did I say something wrong? Whatever it was I was going to confront him about it 'cuase if I don't it'll be the death of me! Once I get Bomba off my side I'll have a chat with him. Yeah. That's what I'll do if I don't get distracted I mean. Right as I thought this, Dimeter called Bomba over giving me the perfect window. I practically rushed to Munkustrap so I could finally find out what pissed him off. On my way to Munk, Mistoffelees, Victoria, Alonzo, and Plato passed me, and naturally I flashed Mistoffelees one of my irresistible smirks. And what to I get in return? Nothing! He walked right past me! Shaking my head, I kept on to Munkustrap.

" ey Munkustrap, what were ya so mad 'bout last night? Ya were acting really standoff-ish y'know.-" I perched my hand (paw?) on my hip, popping my hip out as I spoke, "So what gives?" He looked at me like it was the dumbest thing I had ever said. "You're a real piece of work, aren't you…" was the first thing out of his mouth. Ever so dramatically I brought my hand to my chest and gasped. "Oh, really. and pray tell why I'm such a piece of work." Munk grabbed my arm and turned me around. "You honestly don't know what you did wrong? Let me give you a hint. A certain someone swallowed their pride and gave you their heart, to which you walked away." And my eyes widened, shit Munkustrap was still in the junkyard…wait is Mistoffelees mad at me? Did I hurt him??How???

My mind was going at a thousand miles an hour as I watch Mistoffelees go about his business. Occasionally his eyes would flash my way and a shock wave of nerves passed up and down my spine like never before. It wasn't like he was ignoring me, just not giving me attention.

A small siblings pov (Vic, Al, Munk):

Victoria and Alonzo approached Munkustrap leaving Misto alone to Tugger's eyes for the time being. The three had all come to the conclusion Tugger and Misto needed to resolve this themselves, so in the meantime they would watch from the sidelines.

"How long do you think this'll go on for?" while all of them were thinking it, only Al said it. "Till Tugger can use his brain that I just hope he has." Munk laughed off but he couldn't deny he wasn't worried about Misto and Tugger's relationship. Victoria sighed as she was watching the trainwreck about to happen, aka Tugger walking up to Misto to fix things hopefully.

3rd person pov:

Mistoffelees had planned to act over Tugger but his efforts were futile due to his eyes wandering. Like a seemingly never ending cycle Mistoffelees would fight himself to remain strong and focus on himself, not the cat coming his way. 'Wait what?' Misto thought as he saw Tugger walking to him. 'This couldn't really be happening again.' And with his ears pushed unusually back in regret, in a less flamboyant way Tugger stopped in front of Mistoffelees. "Mistoffelees?" Tugger cleared his throat and took a deep breath. "I realized I never gave ya a answer yesterday…" Misto smiled coyly, "Yeah… I'm sorry I just threw that on you out of nowhere-" mistoffelees was promptly cut off by Tugger placing his hands on Miisto's shoulders, "Please don't apologize. I like you too..! I was just too in my head." Tugger let his hand rest on Misto in a wordless way of comfort. And it was much needed. And with shacky hands and a heart beating faster by the second, Misto wrapped his arms around Tugger in a way that made it obvious he never wanted to let go.

From afar, The siblings watched with smiles, content in knowing the duo weren't on bad terms. That everything was cleared. It was a relief to the lot of them, and now they could sleep easy.

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Tuggoffelees anon here!! That post abt the 83 dragon ball posts in a row is very funny bc I indeed know nothing abt the series but something about watching my mutuals/the people I follow just… enjoying content, even if I don’t get it/know it, makes me so unbelievably happy so keep doing the thing!!! Spam tf out of your blog with whatever you want!!! Go little rock star!!

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What Happened at Last nights party? (tuggoffelees)

After Waking up in Tugger’s Apartment complex after a long night of celebrating for Munkstraps and Demeter's engagement party, Mistoffelees finds himself being able to remember bits and parts from yesterday’s party with a bit of confusion of what happened and how he got there.

Thank the everlasting cat he has Rum tum tugger to help him fill in the blanks that are if he will actually tell him what actually happened.

What Happened at Last night’s party?

Sunlight streams golden through the curtains in a well-mannered announcement of the risen sun as it shined in the dim-lilted bedroom where the small form of a fair-skinned male with night-sky hair with white highlights and cat ears sat on top of his head as he curled up with his tail lying beside him as he groaned turning over in his sleep facing the window.

He groaned again as the sunlight came in contact with his face making him hiss softly as he slowly opened his blue and yellowish-orange eyes as he glared at the light that disturbs his peaceful slumber. Mistoffelees sat up in bed as he let out an annoyed groan before stretching his arms out as he blinked his eyes tiredly looking around.

Mistoffelees looked around the room in confusion as he groaned in pain as a pain-splitting headache racked his brain from his hangover.

“What the hell happened last night” He mumbled as he tried to remember where he was or what had happened as he tried to think of the events from last night.

Oh right” He mutters as he put a hand on his forehead eyebrows crinkled together. “The party with Bombalurina and Cassandra, Man that was a wild night”

The night with those two was a bit of a blurry spell. All he can recall was that they were in celebrating Munkstraps and Demeter's engagement and they all decide to go out to a club for a fun night of drinking and dancing.

He remembers seeing Tugger at the bar with Alonzo having a drinking contest seeing who can hold down their liquid as well as some random cat giving him some unwanted moves on him and that was it, some parts of his memory were a bit fuzzy on some of the edges here and there.

“But how did I get here,” Misto thought to himself as a mouthwatering smell filled his nose.

He got out of bed and opened the door to the bedroom as he left to go investigate the aroma, He walked downstairs peaking his head around the corner as he looked around.

The place was in a modern rock style touch that could use a little cleaning here and there with some quick vacuuming under the couch and wiping down the dust off of the glass table end table. The couch was a light grey fabrics with dark grey and red couch cushions with engraved patterned full of little squiggly line and a loop-after a loop, Misto walked over as he picked up the pillow moving his fingers across the design.

He heard a voice quietly humming in the kitchen as he walked over towards the room looking around the corner to see a tall male standing in front of the stove as he moved the pan around, His skinny long golden-brown tail with brown spots moved side to side as he ran a hand through his hair ears peaking up.

“T-Tugger” Misto questioned looking at him as the Maine coon turned to look at him a smile full on his lips.

“Oh good morning sparkles,” He said cheerfully as he held the spatula in his hand “Good to see that your wake”

Mistoffeleeswinced in pain as he held on to his head at the volume of Tugger’s voice while he walked over to the kitchen table sitting down while holding his head in his hands while his ears folded laying down on his hair, He grumbled a small “Hey” while letting out a small groan.

Tugger walked over and pushed a warm glass of water and two Aspirin pills towards the tom as he walked back to the oven fixing breakfast for the both of them. The tom lifted his head from the table as he eyed the two tablets and a glass of water before hissing in pain as he took the tablets while drinking down some water to cure his hangover.

“Hangover huh??” Tugger said glancing behind him as he eyed Misto who was now taking small sips of his water.

Mistoffelees just nods his head letting out a small sigh as Tugger walked over towards the table and sat down two pancakes with eggs and bacon as he set on the plates in front of him as well as silverware.

“What’s this??”

Tugger chuckled at Tom as he exclaimed with humor “Uhh Breakfast, What else”

Misto sighs as he picked up his fork rubbing his head as he picked at the pancakes “I knew that” He mutters as his stomach growled audibly causing him to blush.

The food smelled Incredible as he picked at it, He just hopes that it tastes as good as it smells, he stabbed at his pancake as he brought the floppy cake to his lips and took a small bite.

“Not so bad, At least he didn’t burn it like that last time he invited me over for breakfast”

He grabbed the bottle of maple syrup that was on the table as he drizzling it on top before eating licking the syrup off his lips looking up at tugger to see the Maine coon doing the same before eating.

The two ate in silence the only sound was their utensils clinking and hitting against the plates as they looked down at their breakfast, Misto looked up at Tugger as he watched him eat.

“I didn’t know if you wanted rice pudding or not, so I hope this is okay” Tugger spoke breaking the silence.

Misto looked at Tugger as he cleared his throat while pressing his lips together.

“No, this is fine”

Tugger nodded his head going back to eat.

“Just ask him what happed last night”

“Just ask him what happed last night”

“Just ask him what happed last night”

“Just ask him already!!”

“Umm, Hey Tugger??” Misto asked breaking the silence yellow and blue eyes gazing into his light brown ones.

“Yes, Misto” Tugger focusing his attention on him as he leaned his arms on the table.

Can you tell me what the heck happen last night” He asked nervously rubbing the back of his neck eyes downcast?

“You don’t remember what happened last night” He inquired raising a brow at him looking shocked

”Well, I can recall bits and pieces but not all of it” He chuckled tapping his fingers on the table “So I wanted to know if you remember something” Mistoffelees Questioned blinking at him with a nervous made its way on his lips.

Tugger leaned back in his chair as he looked up towards the ceiling as Misto watched him tap his chin before glossing over his face and smile. He chuckled before taking in a shape breath through his teeth.

“Well, last night's events were very interesting, most importantly when you got drunk and started to dance on the table in the bar with people cheering you on” He grinned as he saw the horrified expression on Misto face.

“I did what…..”

“You danced on bar tables last night with Bombalurina, It was so hilarious that Victoria and Coricopat couldn’t help but take pictures and videos. Man you were really hitting those high notes too”

Mistoffelees couldn’t hardly believe what he was hearing, He. The magical Mr. Mistoffelees was drunkenly singing and dancing while on a bar table, How much did he drink last night as he shifted uncomfortably in his seat only to hiss in pain.

“That’s funny, When did my ass start to hurt,” He thought as he rubs a hand down his face looking down at the chair legs moving side to side, hoping that Tugger didn’t notice.

Tugger noticed all right, But he did decide not to comment anything about it.

“Oh dear everlasting cat, that’s embarrassing”

“Embarrassing yes but funny I almost pissed my pants while laughing. You were singing and dancing all over. Seemed like that alcohol really loosed you up at lot” Tugger hummed

“What else happened??” Mistoffelees utter as he swallowed as a cold feeling washed over him as he saw the Maine coon smile grow even wider on his face.

“Afterwards, I brought you home…. Well, Munkustrap brought me home with you, He offered to take you home as well but you were so adamant that you wanted to come home with me. He was a little shocked by your decision but remember that you were as drunk as I was, so he let you”

Misto opened his mouth to say something but decided against it “What else happened”

“We had a very intense make-out session, it was rough that you had me against the wall and then well.” He let’s not mention that intensely make out session that we had together”

The tuxedo cat groaned as he really didn’t really want to hear any more of this story.

“You’re telling me that we made out last night” Mistoshuddered “Is that all that happened”

Tugger shook his head as he ate his food “That’s not all that happened last night” running a hand through his hair “You sure you want to know what happened”

“Yes, I want to know what happened,” Mistoffelees said growling “Don’t stop the story you bore!”

Tugger sighed as he shook his head as he crossed his arms glaring playfully at the tux “Just for that, I’m not telling you what happened last night”

Misto eyes widened as he grinds his teeth together, his eyes went from confused to angrier quick “Tell me now or I’ll turn into a tuna can!”

Tugger shook his head “Nope, You wanna call me a bore” He replied playful “So no ending”

Mistoffelees knew that Tugger was a pure nuisance and the Joker when it came telling those make up stories about him being courageous to his little “fan club” But when Misto looked into his best friend's brown eyes as he could see is the seriousness within them.

“Okay, Fine I’m sorry for getting angry at you” Misto apologized “Can you please tell me”

“Hmmm, Nah I’m too tired now,” Tugger said as he faked a yawned getting up from his seat taking his and misto plates walking away from him as he dumped their food and started to wash the dishes.

Misto eyes widened as he eyed his friend as he walked out of the kitchen, The sounds of footsteps were heard as Tugger went up the stairs leaving Misto there with a slightly painful headache and his ass feeling some hit him multiply times on it as he got up shakily as he got up and walked out of the room letting out a sigh.

“So much for getting some words out of the rum tum tugger” Misto mumbled “Why won’t he just tell me what happened” He growled as he looked down at himself before walking up the stairs to get his things.

#oneshots #tuggoffelees oneshots #human au #cats musical #cats 1998 #rum tum tugger #mr mistoffelees

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Sentence starter?

“Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?”

Misto x Tugger? :3c

I was scrolling through my inbox when I realized that I never wrote with this sentence starter! I am SO sorry this sat for so long! I hope you like it though, and thank you for the suggestion, sweet petal!💗

-Magnolia🌺

PS: First of all: This was written in one sitting, so I'm very proud of that. Second of all: Here is, I guess you can say my Christmas present too you all because I haven't been writing for a long while, and I'm sorry about that, but Life has been busy and hectic plus the lack of motivation, but I'll try to be better. Third of all: Thank you all for the support that you've given me this year! I really do appreciate it more than you may even begin to realize. Fourth of all: That Loki fic I promised; it will be coming even if I don't have 100 followers anymore. If I hit it before, I could do it again. I'm still gonna write that story anyway. When it'll be out...I can't truthfully give an exact answer, BUT I will have it out as soon as I can. Thank you again, my lovely petals.

It was a pretty normal evening. Nothing too eventful was going on. Munkustrap was on his usual patrol with Alonzo. Their respective mates, Demeter and Cassandra, watched the toms off to the side while having pleasant conversation with Bombalurina. Victoria was out having a stroll with her tomfriend, Plato, around the courtyard. Meanwhile, the Rum Tum Tugger could be found just relaxing in his den with his magical mate, Mr. Mistoffelees.

Tugger laid on the blanket covered cushions on one side of the den as he watched his tomfriend practicing some illusionary magic. The small tuxedo cat switched from fireworks to sparks of electricity before a small and gray toy mouse appeared in his paw. The Maine coon's tail rose excitedly at the sight of the toy, his reaction quickly noticed by the magicat who teasingly smirked and tossed the catnip scented trinket causing it to land on his mate's nose with perfect precision.

Tugger flinched at the sudden action but caught and wrestled with the toy like a kit as Misto watched in amusement. Though he gave a quiet chuckle, the tribe's flirt still heard his snickering. He paused his antics, having been caught on his side with the rear end of the mouse in his jaw with his forepaws gripping it and his hindpaws kicking at the toy's underbelly. He sat up sort of shyly with a light blush, but he didn't mind since it was just Misto that saw this side of him.

Speaking of the magical tom, with his head thrown back a bit with a happy grin, Misto couldn't resist the bubbling laughter that burst from his chest as his tail lightly flailed a little in hilarity. Tugger watched on in amusement and adoration at his lover's mirth, his own tail waving beside him in delight. He gazed on at the features of his tomfriend from head to toe. From the way his ears flicked a little when he was excited in some way or even now occasionally as he laughed, to the way his eyes would crinkle at the corners from his happy grin. From the way his nose would scrunch up at his laugh to his adorably little (but strong) fangs shown by his smile. From his sturdy shoulders shaking at each exhale to his abs clenching at the force of his mirth to his leg muscles tensing to hold him steady and upright as he calmed from his laughing fit. Not to mention the tip of his tail still flicking in enjoyment at the moment.

All the while, his fur was as soft and sleek as velvet. It gave the perfect sheen in the moonlight that made him sparkle without meaning to. Heck, he'd even sparkle on his own when in emotional delight. Just like now. He was sparkling and shining like the star that he was. Like the star that Tugger saw him to be. Said Maine coon gazed on with a buzzing warmth growing more and more in his chest. It wasn't until Mistoffelees finally calmed down from his bout of laughter did Tugger's next words come stampeding before he could catch himself.

"Do you think the moon is jealous of how pretty you are?" he uttered so plainly. The tuxedo tom paused in surprise for a minute to process his partner's question. A light blush dusted both of their cheeks at the sentiment before Misto finally responded, "Well...what makes you say that?" "I mean...look at you!" Tugger exclaimed excitedly before he continued, "Your slick, black fur! Your cute little ears! Your precious paws! Everything about you is SO beautiful! You have the perfectly round face that looks just like the moon in its pale glory! I bet you the moon itself hides behind the clouds sometimes because it's overcome with envy at your beauty." Tugger reached over and grabbed and held his lover's paw and finalized earnestly, "Misto, my love, you are the prettiest and most beautiful cat I've ever laid eyes on. And this is the honest truth."

Mistoffelees sat there flabbergasted at the affirmations. He was speechless. What could he say? It was so much just now, but he didn't realize that there was so much more that ran through the Maine coon's mind and heart that just couldn't be put into words. Through his silence, small tears pricked the corners of his eyes as he coped with the thoughts from his tomfriend. Tugger grew worried at the loudly quiet and thick atmosphere that seemed to set over them and asked timidly, "Misto? Are you okay? Did I say something wrong?" But, it was quite the contrary as the magicat gave a few fast but deep breaths before he jumped into the flirt's arms to give a strong and tight hug and breathing out, "I love you too!" Tugger fell back at the impact but gave a jubilant laugh at the return of his affections as the pair rolled a little along the cushions of the den from the force of the pounce while huge and happy grins were glued to both of their faces.

They finally stopped and ended in a position where Mistoffelees laid on top of Tugger's chest, pressing down some of the fluff, and the two gazing deeply into each other's eyes. Both could see the pure love and infatuation that the other held and made certain of that love's presence with a tender but passionate kiss. While the tux's paws rested on either side of the Maine coon's head for balance, the fluffy tom wrapped his own arms around the smaller cat's waist and rested one paw on his side and the other on the back of his head to deepen the kiss and pull him impossibly closer.

After a couple of minutes into the kiss, the two broke away for much needed air. Mistoffelees laid his head on Tugger's chest and listened to his heartbeat, his own heart beating in sync with his mate's. He gave a soft and content sigh and whispered with a gentle purr, "You're beautiful to me too." "Oh, I know," the floofball joked, giving a bit of a chuckle at the light smack on his chest before he wrapped his arms around his love even tighter with a happy purr. Off to the side, their tails twisted around each other and relaxed on the soft blankets beneath them as the pair grew more and more comfortable in their position and fell asleep as the moonlight shown through the makeshift window and lit up the sparkles of Mr. Mistoffelees coat like that of the night sky.

#sentence starters #cats musical oneshots #cats 1998 #cats the musical #cats mistoffelees #cats rum tum tugger #cats tuggoffelees #cats fluff #fluff #hope you enjoyed it #thanks for reading #thanks for asking #lots of love #i love yall

[i-overanalyze-musicals]

Nightmare-Tuggoffelees

I wrote another whump oneshot! And I think it came out decently! (I deleted the post because I realized I wanted to add something LMAO)

@the-rum-tum-hatter @bomba-is-the-real-hero You guys are my whump people! Let me know what you think!

CW for torture and Macavity being creepy. I think that's it but if I forgot to tag/warn for something, tell me!

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He was back in Macavity’s lair. He didn’t know how, or why, but the familiar presence of the straps binding him to the table underneath him and the burning static of the Mystery cat’s magic told him exactly where he was, despite the blindfold covering his eyes. He heard footsteps coming towards him, and reflectively tensed.

“Well hello, Mistoffelees. Isn’t this going to be fun?” Macavity crooned. “What shall we start with today, my little magician? Hmm…How about...this?”

Mistoffelees screamed as a burning agony spread through his body. His entire being felt to be on fire, and he cried out in anguish as Macavity’s magic coursed through him.

“NO! NO, PLEASE, PLEASE, STOP” He sobbed and strained against the straps holding him to the table.

“Your screams are musical, darling. I wonder if…”

Somehow, the burning intensified. His reality began to blur, as the pain overwhelmed his senses and he started to convulse on the table. Mistoffelees barely had the energy to scream anymore, instead letting out broken sobs and cries as the pain continued flooding through him.

And then something peculiar happened. His sobs started to sound….different, like they weren’t his own. And his pleads also started to sound different.

“MISTO! Misto, please wake up, please!”

He woke up with a start, panting and shaking. He could almost feel the fire still moving through him, and he hugged his knees to his chest and started rocking back and forth, trying to regain control over it.

“You’re okay, Misto. You’re okay. You’re not there. I’m here, and you’re safe. In our den.” Mistoffelees vaguely noted that Tugger’s voice sounded shaky. “Breathe, love. It’s alright.”

As his breathing slowed and his eyes focused, he felt Tugger’s hands on his shoulders and looked up to see his mate looking at him with concern, and tears in his eyes.

“I’m okay. I’m okay.” Mistoffelees breathed deeply, calming his heart and slowing his racing thoughts. He gently took Tugger’s hands off his shoulders and held them. “Are you alright?” He knew his mate didn’t like the nightmares either, and it had been a while since his last one.

“I’m fine, Misto.” Tugger wiped tears from his eyes. “I just don’t like seeing you like that. And it took a while to wake you up. I’m sorry for all this.”

“Tugger, no, it’s okay. It would have scared me too. I’m feeling better now, though. Let’s go back to sleep.” He pulled Tugger down to lay next to him, and Tugger laid his head on Mistoffelees’s chest, wrapping an arm around his waist.

Tugger moved his head up to the crook in Mistoffelees’s neck and whispered softly. “I love you, Misto.”

“I love you too, Tugger.”

#rum tum tugger #mistoffelees #tuggoffelees #macavity #slight mistocavity but not really #pretty much just macavity being creepy #cw: torture

[magical-marvelous-mistoffelees]

2 and 10 for the meta asks!

!!! Thanks!

2. Tell us what you’re most looking forward to writing - in your current project, or a future project

I actually have a lot of wips rn!

I have several one shots- there’s a group of Tuggoffelees+Victeazer+Munkojerrie oneshots that go hand in hand, as well as two song fics, a soulmate au, and a coffee shop au all sitting half finished in my back pocket.

But my real treasure is a tuggoffelees crime au I’ve been molding for months now. I decided to wait until summer to really dig into it, as school really kicked my butt, but here we are. I’m just working out the finer details but I can’t wait to share that. The plot is very focused and there’s only 9 or 10 chapters, it’s paced like a movie; it’s not going to be dragged out or over the span of a long period of time. There’s nothing wrong with fics like that! That’s just how this one is gonna go lol.

I teased the au not to long ago, but I can’t wait for it to come out completely ❤️

10. How would you describe your writing process?

My writing process is just bad tbh. I’ve been having a rough time finding motivation (tbh there’s just certain characters I have trouble writing so I think I’m just procrastinating) and I typically wait until I feel fully inspired and motivated- which is usually random nights at 1AM. Another thing I tend to do is jump around. If I’m running out of steam on a certain point, and suddenly my brain is formulating a mountain of sentences for another bit, I’ll jump there and go back later. I tend to do several rewrites and rereads anyways, so I won’t miss anything.

The most important thing about my process is that I need to know EVERYTHING about what I’m going to write before I write it. I can’t go on the spot.

#ask #¯\_(ツ)_/¯ #crime au

[lilyflower50090]

if you’re looking for a tuggoffelees oneshot fic thing (?), i have one and i’m kinda proud of it? to the three of you that read this, here ya go: https://my.w.tt/6QvXfSDiq4

#jellicle moon #cats #jellicle cats #jellicle songs #tuggoffelees #misto x tugger #rum tum tugger #cats mistoffelees #mr mistoffelees #mister mistoffelees #cats fanfic #wattpad cats

[aclairvoyant]

writing a tuggoffelees college au oneshot btw. if anyone cares

#pls care about it #if someone asks i will post a paragraph from it i prommyyyy #cats #tuggoffelees #personal #the conjuring cats (college au)

[acefeather2002]

Love: Something That Is Quite Ineffable (CATS 1998)

We try our best to understand the true meaning of things in our lives. It’s in our nature. Everyone wonders how somethings happen or even why. Sometimes we get an answer, and we can finally understand. But, sometimes we don’t, and we continue to ponder. There is one thing that everyone knows about, somewhat understands, but can never truly be put into words, and that thing is “Love.”

For some people, Love likes to come in, make friends, and live happily ever after. At least, that’s how it went for Plato. A young tom and protector-in-training in his adolescent years. A little goofy, but he’s serious when he needs to be. He makes a few mistakes, but has a good heart nonetheless. Having tagged along Munkustrap and Alonzo since he was a small kit, he had always dreamed of being a protector and truly be able to defend his tribe one day. He has indeed come a long way, taking every tip and word of advice from his mentors and putting them to work.

He just came back from patrol with Alonzo one day when he first met a stunningly beautiful white kitten that was a couple of cat years younger than him. He couldn’t help but stare at the pure white angel that gracefully danced in the open space of the junkyard. Alonzo noticed his gaze, and a smug smirk glided onto his face. “I take it you have the hots for my little sister, huh?” he teased. Plato did a double take to his mentor in surprise and asked in shock, “Wait, what?! That’s your SISTER?!”

Alonzo gave a hearty laugh at the younger tom’s reaction as the latter looked down with a blush. He finally responded from his laughing fit, “Yeah, she is. Beautiful isn’t she?” Plato gave a silent nod as stared back to where the white queen practiced. The kit turned and saw her brother and another tom she didn’t recognize watching her. She gave a smile and gentle wave as she quickly ran over to give her big brother a hug. Alonzo chuckled again at his sister’s antics that he and Plato found adorable before greeting, “Hello to you too, Victoria.” 

“Victoria?” the soon-to-be-protector repeated, “That’s a lovely name.” The queen in question looked up at him and signed a “Thank you.” Plato, of course understood the signing but still gave a slightly confused face. Alonzo noticed his bewilderment as he shyly explained, “Sorry, there was a...complication during her birth that didn’t allow her vocal cords to be fully developed." Victoria looked down a bit, worried that the tom would pity her as her brother continued, "So, ever since she was a newborn, she’s been mute. The main way she communicates is through signing and dance.” 

Plato nodded in understanding but then surprised the two siblings with a smile, “Good thing I studied signing in my spare time.” The two gaped in shock at the revelation, and Victoria excitedly wrapped her arms around his neck with a grin. Plato returned the strong hug just as tight but gentle with a small smile as his mentor watched with a bright and knowing smirk. He watched as the two started talking, or rather signing a conversation, learning more about each other all the while with happy faces. The monochromatic tom walked away and let the two get to know each other more, clearly seeing where this relationship was going and already accepting it.

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So yeah. Love can be friendly sometimes...

But, sometimes, Love can be a total jerk! It could string you along forever if it wanted to! Stuck in an almost endless chase, but luckily, there are times when you finally catch it. Take the Rum Tum Tugger for example. He always has queens throwing themselves at his feet willing if able to do his bidding just to be his. What they tend to forget, though, is that the Rum Tum Tugger only likes what he finds for himself. He likes to work for his prize. He enjoys the challenge almost as much as a horrible muddle. Well, apparently, it seems the Rum Tum Tugger has finally met his match. The challenge: the Magical Mister Mistoffelees. 

Skilled and talented at everything he does: Check. Sleek, dark black fur that sparkles like the night sky: Check. A sharp tongue that could cut anybody that crosses him with his sass: Triple check!!! Quaxo was everything Tugger dreamed of, and he didn’t even realize it until his song came on and he was called “a terrible bore” by the smaller tuxedo for the first time. Ever since then, he’d been chasing after the magical tom. Unfortunately for him, nothing worked. Every hip thrust only got a scoff in response. Every pick-up line earned him an eye roll. Each time he tried to flirt, the reply would be of remarkable wit and sass that he sometimes wouldn’t know what to say. He was losing his touch...and confidence! What shocked him even more was the day he overheard Mistoffelees talking to his sister, Victoria.

“Come on, Vicky,” the tux tom complained, “It’s obvious that you have a better chance with him than I ever would! And you’re with that Plato character!” “Geez, Quaxo how oblivious are you?” the white queen signed exasperatedly. “I am NOT oblivious!” the magicat argued, “Almost every queen throws themselves at his feet. He could choose any one of you if not all if he wanted!” Victoria gave a sigh and facepawed(Hehe. Get it? Sorry, I’ll stop now). Tugger had to keep from laughing at the exchange but felt discouraged to know that Misto had his heart for another tom until, “What? You actually think I have a remote chance with the Rum Tum Tugger himself?” 

For what Victoria’s face didn’t say, which wasn’t much, her signing made up for, “YES! That’s what I’ve been TRYING to tell you for the last HALF HOUR! THINK about it! The pick-up lines, the flirting, the hip thrusts. He may do that with the other queens, but for YOU? You’re the ONLY TOM he’s ever tried to actually woo. The more he chases you, the more you resist which adds on to the ever growing challenge that HE LIKES!”

Mistoffelees fell silent for a moment and pondered his sister's words. Thinking back, how could he have missed the signs? The occasional stolen side glances, the light blush in both their cheeks when interacting with each other, he even realized that he actually missed the company of the Rum Tum Tugger himself when they were apart! That just added more to the shock factor! "Oh, my Everlasting!" he exclaimed as he facepawed, "You're right! How could I have missed this?!" "Because you're an oblivious, lovesick dork, and I knew I was right when I told you," the queen signed with a smug look on her features.

The tuxedo rolled his eyes playfully annoyed, "Gee, thanks," he replied, dripping with sarcasm before being serious, "I guess I have to find him again. Maybe tell him how I feel?" Realizing the way that idea would likely pan out, he let out a groan laid his face in his paws, "Oh, but then he'll just shrug it off like, 'I knew you'd fall for me one day,' and that's the last reaction that I need!" Victoria laid a paw on her brother's shoulder, urging him to look at her before signing, "I think you should just let him come to you, and once he asks you to be his mate (in his own way, no doubt) then you could say yes." Quaxo looked down again in thought and agreed the idea to be the best course of action. No sooner did he nod when the Maine coon of the matter decided to reveal himself.

"Well," he announced, "There you are, Midnight. I've been looking for you everywhere! Hello, Victoria." He ended his statement with a kiss to the queen's paw and flirty smirk, a shy but silent giggle and rosy cheeks accenting her pure white fur. "T-Tugger!" Misto called out a light blush painting his own cheeks, "What a coincidence because I've been avoiding you everywhere!" "Oh, come off it. You know you love me," the flirty tom teased as he stood closer to him with an overly cocky smirk. The magical cat subtly glanced to his sister in the corner of his eye and saw her nod in understanding and encouragement. "Yeah? Well, what if I do?" he asked, not wanting to give in entirely yet. Tugger stood in mock surprise, knowing full well what the smaller male is trying to pull.

Okay, he'll play along.

"Well, what if I asked you to go on a hunt with me?" "And what if I said yes?" "Then perhaps I could ask you to go to this year's Jellicle Ball with me, too?" "And say that I do go to the ball with you?" "Then maybe I ask you for the mating dance." "But, wouldn't that make us mates?" "Only if you said yes." "But would you really want to do the Mating Dance with me, though?" Tugger stood shocked at the question. His immediate answer was yes, obviously, but this is the Mating Dance which meant commitment to a singular cat alone. Even so, his answer was still, "Yes."

It was now Mistoffelees' turn to be shocked, and for once, he didn't know what to say, so he stayed silent as the tom in front of him continued, "More than anything or anyone else in the tribe. In the world. I know I usually act all flirty and brash and indecisive. And, to be honest, I do have commitment issues (which shouldn't really come as a surprise), but I've never been more sure about anything or anyone as I am about you. I want to stay committed to you, and you make me want to stay committed, too. If you'll just give me a chance, I can show you how much I mean it and how much you mean to me."

Victoria watched the whole exchange from the side with anticipation and nervousness (and blinked back the tears in her eyes from the emotional speech). Mistoffelees stayed silent for a moment more before uttering quietly, "Alright. I'll give you a chance. Yes, I'll go on a hunt with you. Yes, I'll go to the ball with you, and yes, I'll even do the Mating Dance with you. Yes." The Rum Tum Tugger beamed ecstatically as he picked up the tuxedo tom around the waist and spun him around the area a little with a joyful laugh bubbling from them both. Once he placed down the other tom, Victoria ran over and hugged them both, a grin splitting her face in two as she was excited to see how her brother's new relationship would grow.

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So, as you can see, Love can be friendly. Love can be a tease. But, consider the idea that Love could be a saving grace, too. That was Demeter’s story. She found herself in a dark room. Turning in circles, she frantically scanned her surroundings, noticing all the familiar aspects of the room. The place was a mess with cardboard boxes all over and covered in dust and a few covered and torn pieces of furniture here and there. The air reeked of ash and smoke. It was cold and intimidatingly uninviting. But, the icing on the cake was the spine-chilling voice that whispered behind her ear. 

“Hello, darling. So good to have you back,” the voice said menacingly. The golden queen jumped away and turned to see the Hidden Paw himself, Macavity. The ginger cat bore a sinister smirk on his face, his dark eyes flaming with lust and evil desire. Demeter cowered back, fear and anger filling her own green eyes as she spat back, “What do you want with me? Why have you brought me back?!” “I brought back what was rightfully mine,” the criminal cat  stated matter-of-factly, “You were the sheep that left the herd, and I was the shepherd that had to fetch you and bring you back.”

“I’m no sheep, and you’d never be my shepherd if I ever were one!” the nervous queen uttered coldly. Macavity clicked his tongue in scoldingly, “Tsk, tsk, tsk. Why so harsh, my stunning goddess?” he leaned close to her ear, causing her to freeze in place, “Think back to those nights. You and I both know that you actually enjoyed the nights we had such fun! Why the cold company? I know you still love me, and you still want me more than anyone.” He used the tip of his tail to guide her face to look at him. When their gazes met, all she saw was fire burning and evil intent. “You just wanted to mess with me with that terrible prank of acting like you fell for my uptight, pitiful excuse of a brother. You just wanted to make me jealous.” Still frozen in fear, Demeter found that she’d also lost her voice. She couldn’t say anything, even though none of it was true. She could barely even squeak a noise when the Napoleon of Crime leaned into her neck and whispered darkly.

“Well...it worked.”

He bit down on her neck, and she let out a scream of pain as she began scratching and clawing at different areas of his body to get him to stop. He soon released from the bite, taking pride in the mark left behind, shoved her to the floor on her back, and pinned down her arms over her head. “You’re mine,” he demanded dominantly, “You always have been, and you always will be. You’ll never escape me no matter how long or how far you run. I’ll always fetch my sheep!”

“NO!” Demeter screamed out as she sat up in her bed. “Demeter, it’s okay! It’s okay. I’m here! I’m right here. It’s okay.” The golden queen turned to her right to see her silver knight, Munkustrap pulling her to his chest. It was still the middle of the night. Her heart was pounding in her ears and her breathing was ragged and shaky as if she was crying. She WAS crying. Tears streamed down her face as she sobbed into her mate’s strong chest. Munkustrap held her close, adjusting to where she could listen to his heartbeat, knowing that the steadiness and constance would calm her and provide a focus before she’d fall into a panic attack. 

The silver tom started humming a tune, allowing his baritone voice to vibrate through his chest. No true song in particular, but a tune that they both knew and shared with just each other in times where one of them was overwhelmed mentally, physically, or emotionally. Five minutes later, as he stroked the back of her head, Demeter let out one more sniffle before taking a deep breath to show she’d truly calmed down. “Are you alright, dear?” Munkustrap asked cautiously. The queen in question looked up at the tabby tom with glossed eyes, the moon shining through the window and causing them to sparkle. She looked down again before finally answering, “Yes. I’m sorry if I worried you. It was just a nightmare. You should get back to sleep. You have patrol the next morning.” “Part of my roll as Protector is to protect everyone in the tribe from any danger, and that especially includes you,” the Protector explained, “Do you want to talk about it?”

Not wanting to relive the terrible dream, all she said was, “It was about him.” Munkustrap nodded in understanding as to why she’d left it at that, but he couldn’t leave her in this state. “Just know this then, dear: The only thing that my brother is right about is that you are definitely worth fighting for. You’re not a prize. You’re not a possession. You’re not anyone’s toy that they can get rid of when they get bored. But, you ARE my pride and joy. I love you, and nothing will change that. I’ll always be there to protect you, and I’ll always find a way to save you. No matter what. Don’t forget that.” Another tear slowly dripped from her eye as Demeter nuzzled her head into Munkustrap’s neck and uttered quietly, “I love you too.”

The silver tom laid them both back down and pulled up the blanket to cover them, and the two snuggled close together purring in comfort before dozing off to sleep.

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See, Love is a strange and quite mysterious thing. It can be tender and sweet or feisty and improbable. We can’t truly understand the full concept of Love, but if we work with proper guidance, we can find our best interpretation of Love. And, when we do find it, the amount of happiness brought with it is something quite ineffable.

#tuggoffelees #demestrap #platoria #cats the musical #cats musical oneshots #cats 1998 #cats munkustrap #cats demeter #cats rum tum tugger #cats mistoffelees #cats plato #cats victoria #Love Is Something Quite Ineffable. #potential series