#more teazer more teazer more teazer

[millenari]

I'm usually a mungojerrie&rumpleteazer twins truther, but I was just looking at their concept art, and i noticed how teazer is clearly a white/creamish cat with barely visible stripes wearing an outfit that makes her look black and orange like jerrie (and jerrie's top is more white than the rest of him)

and now I'm like: jerrie & teazer who are Very Obviously Not Even Remotely Related To Everyone With Eyes becoming besties and deciding to tell everyone they're identical twins bc they love each other that much, making disguises/outfits to try to look more like each other to sell the illusion

[jellicle-chants]

i can read your fortune, it says your a nerd

"I can read your fortune," Rumpleteazer said, holding up three tarot cards with an impish look in her eye. "It says you're a nerd."

"Does not!" Tantomile laughed and reached for the cards, but she pulled them deftly out of reach.

"Does too, right here. I thought it was quite rude to say, but I guess the cards are always right." She laid them out on the table between them — the Fool, the Lovers, the High Priestess — and folded her arms smugly.

Tantomile felt a slight blush across her cheeks as she examined the cards. "It says nothing of the sort. Here: the fool represents someone who's unaware of what's going on around them, but is all the happier for it. The- uh, high priestess, she's someone who's mystical, but closed off emotionally. And as for the lovers — well, that's self-explanatory."

Teazer was now sporting quite the Cheshire grin. "Sounds like two cats I know. One of whom is a complete nerd about tarot."

"Well, that's the thing about tarot. It always has a way of reflecting reality." She couldn't help but melt at Teazer's told-you-so expression, giggling as she picked up the cards and put them away.

"Or maybe this fool knows a thing or two about stacking the deck."

[the-cat-at-the-theatre-door]

Skimblegus Family Time--Tumble takes after Asparagus more and more the older he gets, but Teazer takes after Skimble a lot more than people give her credit for. They're both these very bright, clever, and relentlessly cheerful cats who try to put a brave face on things and hide when they're not at their best. But when they crash, they crash hard; it became a bittersweet source of reconnection after she was free of Macavity, especially since Teazer didn't realize her dad ever had bad days. She can basically only stand to be around her dads, Tumble, and Mungojerrie on particularly awful days, and Skimble's learned more from Asparagus about how not to just pack those emotions away to worry about later. Plus, you know she's feeling better when she and Tumble can start picking at each other again.

I love it so much, and I love this little family <3

[impeccablebackside]

Having this thought of 2019 Rump eating out Vic from behind with her legs spread all the way out while she's a bit higher. Like on a pillow or a bed or something. Rump is buried there and Vic is squealing with delight while getting lapped up, taking her right over the edge like no one can.

For the love of the Everlasting Cat, more asks like these anons. Both more kitty licking stuff and definitely more 2019 queens please. Any question or thoughts about the 2019 queens are welcomed because I never talk about them and they are all super hot.

Anyway, I think the relationship between 2019 Vic and Rumple is fairly similar to that of the traditional stage one. You have such a good thought anon, and that situation is perfect. Vic would be shyer and more cautious in a way, and Rumple is going to be a bit wilder and more outgoing. However, in the 2019 world, there is certainly a sultry and darker edge to Rumple, and I think Vic would be drawn in quickly. Further, there is a palpable excitement and 'danger' to getting down with someone who was a stranger a short while ago.

Both of them have an immediacy with wanting to fuck one another from the get-go. Especially since I think 2019 Vic would not be experienced with another queen beforehand, and the somehwat overwhelming desire of wanting to feel Rumple's touch would be a new carnal need for her. No matter if it ends up being the first time (or the Nth time), 2019 Vic has not found a partner who can make her squirm and cum like her Rumple can. 2019 Rumple is insatiable and her skills with eating out and fingering another queen are probably unmatched in their world. Her efforts are aggressive in a way, but the results speak form themselves. Specifically, her tonguing game is strong as hell in my opinion, and she would be so eager and hungry for Vic's pussy that she would be diving in with her full face and burying it until she can hear Vic cum like you mentioned. Beautiful. The sensation for Vic would be revelatory, and the squealing in reaction is just fantastic anon.

There was an artist in the fandom who did NSFW Cats 2019 art and I miss her. She did a piece similar to this, and it is a fave of mine.

[statisticalcats2]

Another interesting set of characters in relation to my headcanons about Matehood are Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer.

2019 movie Mungoteazer: Are and will always be each other's only official Mates and only pursue sexual relationships outside of Matehood together. You can't have just one, you get both.

General stage Mungoteazer: Mungojerrie is and will always be Rumpleteazer's only official Mate. If Mungojerrie and Demeter are sexually/romantically linked at all, they'll be official Mates. And then that's it. No other sexual or romantic relationships for Mungojerrie or Rumpleteazer.

[rust-painted-fingers]

ok so here's the thing

the peak mungo/rumple dynamic is when they're achieving chaos that is mostly harmless, ya know? they're the ones that add dye to your shampoo, they're the ones who fake throwing the cooler water at strangers, they're the ones who print fake dollar bills that have a bible quote or some shit on the other side

it's great, we love them, some vandalizing & robbery never goes wrong

so you know what would be their best dynamic? faking being twin siblings when in reality they're strangers with not an ounce of blood shared

(of course over time of tomfoolery they basically become siblings, but stick with me)

and so these two hooligans saw each other, made the 0.05 realization they look the same, and fully committed to bit of being twins

and the fic i'm doing rn is basically that.... just don't look at the angst tag (^人^)

(c'mon tell me mungo didn't just point at this random calico and went 'twin' just to save her ass)

[pinkieclown]

Cats The Musical Autism Headcanons

because these kitties are autistic okay!! honestly i think all the characters can be autistic these are just the ones i have specific ideaz for :3

mungojerrie & rumpleteazer (cause the twins definitely share some traits lol)

- the talking talkers… they’re both hyper-verbal :) while their chattiness can sometimes help with their schemes (they like to engage a friendly policeman in conversation!) but usually they just talk cat’s ears off cause they like talking

- always up in each other’s space, these two have very little sense of personal space and are always grabbing each other’s shoulders/arms or leaning on each other, snuggling, or generally being close to each other

- both love jumping up and down or running around to stim! sometimes they link arms and run in a circle for minutes at a time just to get their energy out

- they’re pretty spontaneous when it comes to their heists, usually jumping into it before fully working out a plan, but both can get very upset when something goes wrong/doesn’t go their way

mungojerrie

- TERRIBLE with eye contact, he’s always looking at everything except the person he’s talking to. definitely adds to his kinda ‘shifty’ reputation

- loves oral stimming, usually chewelry or something of the sort, but will absentmindedly chew on p much anything in his reach (pens, plastic, teazer’s arm, etc)

- has poor volume control, tends to talk just a bit too loud or too quiet depending on the situation

- tends to accidentally interrupt/talk over others cause he doesn’t really understand their cues

rumpleteazer

- very touchy-feely… but only on her terms! she loves initiating snuggles hugs or play-fights, but if someone touches her when she’s not expecting/in the mood, she won’t hesitate to take a swipe at em (jerrie is usually the only exception)

- tippy-toe walks alllll the time. helpful for moving quietly when she needs to but will do it for no reason at all

- loves to give cats nicknames, but doesn’t understand how they work so just decides on random nouns to call her friends

- has a hard time understanding metaphors and sarcasm

etcetera

- THE STIMMER!! she loves to stim! usually flapping her paws, tapping her toes, or bouncing in place, but pretty much any repetitive movement is a stim for her <3

- related to her stimming, she cannot sit still! she’s always moving around, playing with toys, or shifting from side to side even when she’s supposed to stay still

- loves to knit or crochet with jenny, since its repetitive and keeps her hands busy, plus she gets a cute scarf at the end!

- has echolalia, she often repeats words/sounds other cats say, usually just to feel it in her mouth

mistoffelees

- non/semi-verbal, only speaks when he’s very comfortable or around certain cats (like victoria or tugger)

- loves to perform but is naturally quite shy and quiet, so tends to lean on his ‘stage persona’ to express his more dramatic and expressive side! when he isn’t in that mindset though he’s very aloof

- very diligent about keeping himself clean and tidy. he can feel when even one tuft of fur is out of place and it BOTHERS him

- has hypersomnia, he’s always sleepy and gets worn out pretty quick (especially after his bigger magical feats)

- has very specific day to day routines (wakes up at a specific time, visits the junkyard on specific days of the week, etc) gets really frustrated and stressed if they’re interrupted or changed

- he’s a house-cat, but refuses to wear a collar (he hates how it feels)

sillabub

- didn’t speak for a long time growing up, but at like age 4 (in cat years) suddenly started speaking in full sentences. demeter was very surprised

- has a (terrifying) habit of slipping into this wide-eyed hundred yard stare when she zones out. it took a while for everyone to get used to that

- very sensitive to lights and colors, she’s the first to notice when the light shifts ever so slightly, and too-bright lights or colors are very overstimulating for her

- doesn’t like being touched except by her moms and sister (demeter & bomba and electra, respectively) and even then only in certain moments

- special interest is the night sky, she knows all the names of the constellations and can tell you the phase of the moon on any given night

- makes A LOT of eye contact

[mysticalcats]

omg I just got into cats and skimble is my fave too I saw your stimmy skimble and it made me so happy if you don't mind I'd love to see more. Also do you have headcanons abt him like what his relationship to the rest of the cast is? Like some people hc that he's teazer/jerries dad

yay i'm so glad you liked it!! here's another stimmy skimble on the left, and a bonus skimble on the right just because !!

i really like the headcanon that he's a father figure to rumple and mungo! he's probably always stressing about them hehe. he's the only one who won't fall for their pranks so it makes for a fun past time for the twins to one day manage to successfully prank skimble (it'll never happen). i also think he's just very lovable to all the younger cats too :) everyone's favourite uncle

[clovenhoofedjester]

NEW CATS NONREPLICA IDEA. ITS FURBIES. HI.

JUSTIFICATIONS UNDER THE CUT

i wanted the kittens to be furby babies for obvious reasons. they are so small

the adults are standard furbies and all the song cats (minus the OLLDDDD elders) are special edition/prize furbies

aforementioned elders are 2005 furbies. i love those things

i chose mostly off vibes. colors, cool features, names, gimmicks that matched--some are closer to their replica costumes and others are just. my desire for batshit colorful nonrep designs

pry angel macavity out of my Cold Dead Hands .

mungojerrie and rumpleteazer were switched before i realised i wanted to give teazer a cool hat

pouncival and george are rainbow because i want to

tantomile & coricopat wouldve been the autumn/witch furby if they were song cats

i think. my favorite choice here is sillabub. like thats her guys. lets go home

i really like asparagus jr being green. get it its likethegvegetabil

i struggled w electra like i really had no idea who to assign her since sillabub already had the bright orange/black furby. wavy stripes was originally going to be tumblebrutus until i became entranced by all 5 pixels of the grey squirrel furby. then everything was balanced once more

i have alternatives to the special edition furbies (that are closer to the replica designs/less colorful) tell me if you wanna see them

did not include booms onwards because i couldnt figure out a solid system for them. like who tf am i assigning a furby withNvm the rumpus cat. the rumpus cat would be a furby boom

i spent 4 hours on this thing

grizabella was originally going to be a peepy. imagine this thing singing memory

[toki-toro]

Hello everypony I have a few hcs to offer so you can get a peek into my little world

To summarize it all, I go over all of the cats that are house cats, strays and the logistics of the Jellicle ball and the junkyard

Adding a couple images so this intro part isn’t a weird length

I tricked you, there’s way more than a few hcs here and I’m sorry. Hope you like essay long ramblings about cats

Starting off w/ who aren’t strays aka house cats. This status is determined by who wears collars, sings about living in a home, have a name that ‘the family use daily’, or are just my personal bias.

These fellows include Munkustrap, Victoria, Tugger, Misto, Bill Bailey/Tumblebrutus, Cassandra, Mungo, Teazer, Jelly, Alonzo, Bomba, Demeter, Gus, Asparagus, Jemima, Jenny, Skimbleshanks. And a few swings like AJ, Victor, Tabby, Jonathan, and Etcetera.

Skimble isn’t rlly a house cat but lives on a train so ig that’s close enough.

MOST of them live in their own individual homes, or if they have a ‘roommate,’ they’ve just never been shown in the musical and are irrelevant. Obv Mungo and Teazer live together, along with Gus and Asparagus in the theatre; and Tabby and Victor in a home bc I think they’re siblings giggles

Very rarely do some of them leave their homes to visit the tribe. Those who just never venture out unless they’ve been invited to the ball are Asparagus, Gus, Cassandra, Jelly, Victoria, Jemima, Skimble and Jenny.

The others in the first list that aren’t mentioned here maybe sometimes visit the other Jellicles if and when they decide that their inside life is boring

Mistoffelees is more stray than house cat, Mungo/Teazer like to get themselves into trouble by wandering the streets and into other cats’ homes sometimes, and Skimble only rarely leaves the night mail if it’s to visit Asparagus or Jenny. Also Alonzo and AJ go out and try visiting Munk and Tugger’s homes respectively, but never rlly go to the junkyard unless their reason for venturing decides to travel to the junkyard along with them.

As for the stray Jellicles, this includes Admetus/Plato, Bustopher, Carbucketty/Poucival, Coricopat, Tantomile, Electra, Exotica, Greycat, Grizabella, Noilly Prat, Quaxo, Murad, or any other that I haven’t mentioned thus far.

Some of these guys are mentioned in the naming of cats but aren’t deliberately said to live with humans. So maybe they got their name from a passerby human and decided to stick with it.

But ANOTHER exception is George, Patches, Caramel, Jonathan, and Calico since a few of those have ‘common family given’ names but are all strays. Most likely they are fed or visited by humans pretty regularly on the streets and were given ‘human names’ for funzies.

I’ve said this a few times and I’ll prob be saying it again, but when I say that cats ‘meet up together at the junkyard’ or mention the junkyard in any way, I’m mainly referencing a specific large area in London that encompasses a number of rodent filled alleys and smaller junkyards by residential buildings like apartments or older duplexes; a very run down and cheap living area. Not the exact enclosed location that annual balls take place.

Most strays find themselves living in this area and, if they’re lucky, they’ll find a house cat coming for a visit. But if they’re not lucky, then they’ll have to deal with stray pollicles, which is never fun. Other strays live in the same general city or neighbouring cities. Yknow southern, eastern, southeastern England 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁥󠁮󠁧󠁿

And ig this leads me onto my next topic bbut the Jellicle tribe is big. Like real big. There are so many Jellicle cats that aren’t shown in the musical bc only a certain number can be invited to the ball at a time. Think that every stray and house cat in the general southeastern England area are considered Jellicles, and by extension have a chance to be invited to the ball every year.

The exact number of cats who attend the ball depends on how many cats Old Deut wants Munk to babysit for a day. It varies but maybe 20-40ish invitations per year.

And blah blah blah the ball takes place during a lunar eclipse aka a blood moon. Idk which production had the set background have that certain eclipse (maybe one in Japan???) but WOWIES it’s so pretty and makes perfect sense in my eyes. Ik there’s a lunar eclipse a few times a year but I’m ignoring that for the sake of my own hcs okay. It only hypothetically happens once a year in the area that the ball takes place

And. Also. Idk how many people are gonna vibe with this bbut the same cat cannot be invited to the ball two years in a row. This is just so the ‘competition’ is fair for the choosing of who gets to be sent to the Heaviside Layer. So there’s kind of a cycle of cats that Old Deut goes through inviting each year, which means that two cats may never see each other again at the ball after attending the same one once together. A cat could hypothetically be invited biyearly, but in actuality it’s very random.

And also like. Wouldn’t it be boring if it was the SAME cats singing the SAME songs every year?? I think I’d get pretty sick of it tbh. So yeah new-ish group of cats each year and if cats like each other enough then they can meet up outside of the ball sometime.

Ofc, the only ones who attend the ball every single time it’s being hosted is Old Deut and Munkustrap bc Munk has special son privileges. Munkustrap more often than not goes out of his way to the tribe ‘junkyard’ area orrrr some Jellicle’s human homes to make sure there’s no drama or any problems. Old Deut is basically nonexistent outside of the ball. It makes sense to me bc I feel like he’s a spiritual undying figure and is very hard to locate. Yet he’s always metaphorically (yet I’d think literally) watching over Jellicles. How and why? I dunno for that first question, but maybe he does it in order to figure out who to invite. Only good cats are allowed to boogie. He’s like cat Santa Claus

Deut’s rules of who exactly is chosen to be invited to the ball annually and who gets to be sacrificed is wacky and doesn’t make any sense so therefore I’m not gonna explain it. But Munkustrap and the other cats know about the invitation a couple months in advance, mainly so Munk can plan out and rehearse the scripts used as entertainment for Old Deuteronomy (like Pekes and Pollicles, but they def aren’t practicing that same number every year). Everything else about the event (besides that previously mentioned number and the big dance itself) is ALL on the spot. They’re really really good at improvising.

I’ve had most of this written down since January and have forgotten about it until now. So yah.

[yourstrulygray]

Rumpleteazer for the character asks plzzz

• Why I like them

She's silly, I also really like her number with Mungo

• Why I don't

She's probably one of the main reasons for 90% of Munkustrap's headaches /hj (there's actually absolutely nothing I genuinely dislike about her, I love her sm)

• Favourite episode (scene if movie)

Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer number, I like everything about it, the music combined with the choreography is just *chefs kiss*

• Favourite season/movie

London 1998 movie

• Favourite line

"Then the family will say

It's that horrible cat!"

• Favourite outfit

Honestly, Gotta say 1998 movie again

• OTP

Victeazer

• BROTP

Mungojerrie aaaand Rrrrumpleteazer

• Head Cannon

Her love language is gift giving and she always brings Victoria little trinkets that she found or stole (more often than not stole)

• Unpopular opinion

Honestly I don't think I have any

• A wish

For her character to not get watered down to just a kleptomaniac goober in fanfics

• An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen

I hope she doesn't turn to more serious life of crime

• 5 words to best describe them

Silly, Mischievous, Rambunctious, Young, Kleptomaniac

• My Nickname for them

Rumple or Teazer

[millenari]

To you, what’s the key belief or beliefs in cats? I just really like your takes

Hmmm, key belief(s) as in, the beliefs that are woven through the media itself and are communicated to the (human) audience, or key beliefs as in, the beliefs the characters themselves hold, like the Cat Religion(TM)?

in terms of the media: I have a lot of thoughts about Cats and how it dwells so much on the concept of cycles. The Jellicle Ball happens once a year, in a cycle. The cat chosen for the Choice is reborn into a new life, a new cycle. The main song, Memory, is about dwelling on the happiness you once had and using it to motivate you through current hard times, another cycle. There's a particular back-and-forth through the whole play of the old versus the young, not just for Griz and her memories, but also in the cast. Jenny's song -about how she's hardworking and motherly and worthy of respect- is followed by Tugger the rebel being Young Dumb and Sexy. Jerrie and Teazer's playful acrobatic song is followed by the respectful duet that honors Deuteronomy as the oldest cat in the tribe. Back and forth, another cycle. The cats who reach out to Griz out of compassion are all young, and the ones that pull them away are all old. Throughout the play there's this almost tension between the young and the old, and it ends with Memory, where a young cat (the youngest maybe) and an old cat come together to teach the whole tribe a lesson about compassion and forgiveness.

A lot of Cats fans don't like Moments of Happiness much, but it's one of my favorite Cats songs. The lyrics are kind of dense, and they're not taken from any of TSE's cutesy cat poems, they're from one of his more serious pieces, The Dry Salvages, which discusses the cyclic nature of humanity and life and death.

Where is there an end of it, the soundless wailing, The silent withering of autumn flowers Dropping their petals and remaining motionless; Where is there an end to the drifting wreckage, The prayer of the bone on the beach, the unprayable Prayer at the calamitous annunciation? There is no end, but addition

(He must've been fun at parties, but to be fair I think anyone who lived through world war I and II was probably also like this).

Deuteronomy's lyrics from the Dry Salvages are taken from the middle-ish, and that section has a lot to do with age and experience and how they change how a person looks at things.

It seems, as one becomes older, That the past has another pattern, and ceases to be a mere sequence— Or even development: the latter a partial fallacy Encouraged by superficial notions of evolution, Which becomes, in the popular mind, a means of disowning the past.

Which is obviously super relevant to Deuteronomy, Resident Old As Shit Man™. I could go on about this poem & MoH for forever (But I Wont), but I think it has a lot to do with these themes in Cats of aging and dying and living again, and passing on your experiences to the younger people along the way. tldr:

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No wait actually I have more to say about Cats and The Dry Salvages. The whole poem is basically TSE going on and on about how life is cyclic and there's no real forward progress and humanity is fighting a losing war against nature and ourselves, and death is inevitable, etc etc. But it actually ends on a positive note

[For most of us] Who are only undefeated Because we have gone on trying; We, content at the last If our temporal reversion nourish (Not too far from the yew-tree) The life of significant soil.

Essentially this last bit is kind of saying 'the only reason humanity hasn't been 'defeated' by now is because we keep trying and living despite all the cyclic hardship and inevitability we face'. And the only way we can truly content ourselves is by 'nourishing' 'the life of significant soil'.

Of course there's interpretation there but that last bit makes me think of children. Maybe our lives don't mean anything and maybe humanity is caught in a cycle of violence and death but even with how temporary our lives truly are, we can still tend to something that'll outlast us, we can still tend to our communities and our children.

And that really ties into Cats and how Cats doesn't even really have much of a plot- because the plot isn't the point. The point, any dedicated Cats fan will tell you, is watching the silly little cat people interact and live with each other. The point is the relationships between these characters and how they're acted out on the stage/screen. There's no single overarching metaphor at hand here, or some 1:1 message that everything you see in Cats is working towards. It's just a bunch of characters living their lives, on an important holiday for them.

It's kind of the same thing for humanity in general. What is the point of life? Most of us are just... people. We have no grand purpose or Destiny™ we're working towards, we're just going to live our lives, unremarkable and mundane. But that doesn't mean that our lives have no point. Because, even if we haven't really consciously thought about it before, most of us do know deep down that the goal/purpose of our lives is to tend to and contribute to the communities we live in. It's what humans (and cats) do.

& idk I feel like that's really beautiful and meaningful for Cats in its own way? Sometimes all life has gotta be is sucking and fucking and taking care of each other along the way. Sometimes all life has to be is having a good time with those you love. Sometimes all life has to be is sitting down to watch a silly cat musical with catchy songs and fun dances.

And given that Cats made billions of dollars and broke all sorts of records, I feel like that's an idea that resonated with a lot of people, at least on some level.

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And now all of that said. Look at this. Look at fucking this. 'Munkustraps snickerdoodles'. Why do I always find the weirdest shit when searching for Cats images on google.

[yoa-artblog]

The Shiki Cats Post TM

28.05.23 Show

I had the chance to see Cats in Nagoya last month and I still can´t believe it! I was also able to meet an internet friend who also loves the show and it was overall such a nice experience <3

Some pics are blurry but I was shaking haha, shiki was one of my most wanted to see shows, the photos I had seen were always so colorful and looked like so much fun! It did not dissapoint, tough it was very different to the 98 movie (the version I'm the most familiar with) and the past Intl. Tour (The only other version I've seen live) so I was furiously writting notes on things that stood out to me soon after the show.

• Tantomile (she looks like Cassandra) is the first cat you see on stage.

• They do the trapeze bit for jellicle songs for jellicle cats!!!!

• Munk was 😳😳😳 very good voice, super cute with the babies.

• They have both Syllabub and Jemima, Silly is the kitten, the one that helps Griz out, Jemima is a young adult cat.

• The gumbie trio were Tantomile, Jellylorum and Jemima.

• The beetles had wings they could move around as part of the choreo.

• Tugger has one yellow, spotted leg and it makes him look like he's wearing those pants with only one leg??? Very slutty, we love that for him.

• Munk sings the terrible bore line.

• Jellylorum sings the curious beast line.

• Grizabella still has the old cat design, we love to see it.

• Jerrie and Teazer don't do the cartwheels 💔💔💔💔💔

• Teazer is the cutest thing ever though, she was so fun!! I couldn't stop looking at her the whole time, she's already one of my faves but she is PERFECT in shiki.

• There was a little bit where Teazer and Tanto were cuddling behind Old Deut and Teazer kept pawing at her for attention and I melted.

• Pekes and Pollicles is still Munk's number through and thorough. The dog costumes were very cute and there were many different versions and "materials".

• The Rumpus Cat suit has muscle padding?????

• Shiki said Bombastrap rights and I owe them my life. You could see them cuddling on the bg at various points through the show.

• Pass de deux is performed by Tumblebrutus and Cassandra. (Cori and Tanto designs).

• No orgy???? They do dance in pairs but there's no """cuddle""" pile.

• Overall less horny and more playful.

• Tuxedo Mask Macavity my beloved!!!!! I think that's a very fun design for Mac asldjclsjfjskd but the threatening factor is negative, he just looks very fluffy and cute.

• Mac's fur texture and length is very similar to Old Deut's so that's nice!! Loving the family resemblance.

• They do Growltiger!!! I loved seeing the boys in their little pirate costumes 🥺💖🥺💖🥺

• They choreographed the sword fight so the clanks would match the music and it was SO COOL.

• Jelly had such a nice voice.

• SKIMBLESHANKS THE RAILWAY CAT THE CAT OF THE RAILWAY TRAIN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

• Skimble has a little hat and my friend was telling me they change it for every city to match the uniform of the train conductors in that city. HOW CUTE IS THAT!!!!! 🥺🥺🥺🥺

• The girls are the passengers while the boys are the seats during the play pretend bit asdfkgjslnf

• The fake train has a window so you can see Munk is playing the conductor 🥺🥺🥺

• They also used a teapot as the chimney and it makes teapot sounds, I just loved everything about this number okay!!!!!

• The Macavity fight is a little weird because he doesn't take Munk 1v1 but rather is everyone against Mac from the beginning.

• I really wanted to see this specific Munk fight because of... reasons, so that's a bummer 😞

• Demeter has a deeper voice than what I usually hear for her, I really liked it.

• They let toms join the Macavity number!!!!!!! I was tunnel visioning into Munk but I'm pretty sure Alonzo and Tumble were there too.

• Misto comes down the rope!!!!!!!

• He does a lot more magic tricks, including making things and other cats fly.

• You can hear thunder crackling when he manipulates light, that was a very cool detail.

• Misto and Tugger have a lot of shared choreography, they do several different BFF handshakes 🥺

• Victoria is Misto's assistant for the big trick.

• Sillabub is the one who touches Grizabella first.

• UFO Griz

• They did this very cute thing after final bows where they kept coming to the stage as long as people were still clapping. They went and came back to the stage again at least 7 times until the theater turned up the lights 😹

[the-cat-at-the-theatre-door]

Rumpleteazer was in gargantuan, absolutely no good trouble, as per usual, but - also as per usual - she had a plan to get out of it. Or half of a plan, anyway.

It was simple, really - all she had to do was catch Skimbleshanks before he had a chance to hear the business from anyone else, and she'd be able to use her incredible powers of obfuscation and persuasion to convince him that it wasn't her fault, and she'd been home the entire time, and that they actually had the wrong cat entirely, funny enough, and…and…

If she hurried, she would definitely maybe manage to at least avoid a complete, catastrophic meltdown. Word travelled so quickly on this side of town that it wasn’t uncommon for her to find her father already tapping his heel and waiting for an explanation before she even had a chance to slip through the cat door. Rumpleteazer found herself begrudgingly amazed at how often he could just tell something had gone awry before she'd even had a chance to process it. Alas, those sorts of powers of deduction were - frankly, if you asked her - wasted on such tightly wound a clock as her father.

Skimbleshanks’ little nook wasn’t too far from where Rumpleteazer was, and the streets were clearing out for the evening, so there wasn’t a lot of foot traffic and the paths were open - no suspicion or interruption of a cute little cat making her big old dangerous way in the dark. Plus, she knew at least three shortcuts thanks to Mungojerrie; all she had to do was run as fast as kittycat possible and she’d make perfect time, and perhaps avoid that snap of the overwound spring she was bound to run into if she was a second too late. 

Mungojerrie himself had already bolted to his mothers before the you-know-what had even hit the fan, looking as though the blood had collectively drained from his body all at once. And, really, she couldn’t blame him for that. Skimbleshanks may have had a few too many cows for a cat his size, but he could occasionally (occasionally) be reasonable if she really pushed for it.  Jennyanydots was fit to have the entire barn when she found out; maybe the coop alongside it if Jerrie didn’t get to her first to cushion the blow. Best to smooth that out as soon as possible; that in mind, she wasn't too sore that she'd been left a few extra moments in the hole of their own making, a hair shy from the flood light's accusing glow. Gave her time to think.

A couple extra seconds could really be worth the world in their line of...work.

Speaking of getting to something first, she had made it just around the last corner to her destination. Rumpleteazer clucked, pleased with the realization. When she'd been a much younger kitten, the distance to her father had always seemed like such an insurmountable thing (even moreso when he was gone, leaving her with whomever was available to look after her). Her first independent walks back and forth had stretched on what seemed like forever, Teazer looping her tail in a plea for the sunset to stretch on just a few minutes longer - to ward off the darkness for just one more corner - just so she could see the street until she found her way home again (she wasn't afraid of the dark, no sir). It never worked, unfortunately for her, but she kept stubbornly on - just as was in her blood. And, no matter how long it was, that stubbornness always ended with the same figure of a tom waiting for her (and how he'd always managed to be there around his schedule was no short of a wonder), outlined in golden light, ushering her inside. "That's my girl," he'd murmur, proud and warm. "Well done."

The traitorous little voice inside of her wondered when the last time he'd said that to her was.

As she'd gotten a bit older, the physical distance shrunk exponentially (because she'd grown bigger, duh), but she'd noticed that the abstract distance between the two of them seemed to be steadily growing in its place. Funny, since she'd once thought her da would likely never stop his constant hovering over her shoulder to ensure her safety, or fretting over where she'd head off to and who'd she be heading off with, or ticking through that never-ending laundry list of questions he carried around with him at all times. If he had his way, Rumpleteazer was half convinced he would be having her fill out timesheets and incident reports; or at least still carrying her around by the scruff of her neck so she wouldn't wander too far from him.

Maybe the distance was a teeny bit her fault - but when she'd snapped at him to leave her alone, that she was too big now for coddling, she hadn't really expected him to actually…leave her alone.

Though, she supposed, Skimbleshanks was nothing if not a cat of his word. Perhaps she should have seen it coming.

But now was not the time for melancholy paw wringing and "woe is me"ing - that was for later, when her tail wasn't on the chopping block.

Quickly, she adjusted her collar and tore the pearls from her neck (those'd prompt too many "My, my, where ever did you find those?"s that she did not have time for), stashing them beneath the decorative station bushes with a mournful promise to return to them later, should they not catch the eye of a sticky feathered bird. She licked her paws and smoothed her fur and whiskers as best she could without a reflection, sighing hard so her voice wouldn't sound like she'd been running several blocks. A couple of false starts later, and her shoulders were properly squared and her rehearsed excuse (and a backup) sat just on the tip of her tongue. All the more picture of a proper queen was she. Presentation was half the battle, Mungojerrie would say, and her da did appreciate propriety. 

With a final deep breath, she slipped through the hidden entrance, mouth already half open with her explanation -

"Dad!" the familiar voice of Tumblebrutus suddenly whined (that one was always whining, it seemed), freezing Rumpleteazer in her tracks. 

For Cat's sake; she'd neglected to consider the other half of her family's presence in her grand master plan. Whole new audience meant the previous strategy and backups was effectively useless. Some mastermind she was. Didn't even account for the possibility it'd be the other one.

It’s not like she spent most of her time around Skimbleshanks’ cubby anymore anyway; she was a big queen with her own places to go most evenings and her very own pet's house - there wasn't much need. And in her defense to the court, it was a relatively new development. The two of them being around these parts all the time, anyway.

Asparagus had been around them since before she could even remember, just on the blurry outskirts of her vision. From everything she could recollect, he'd always been nice to her, and shown her new things, even when she made the little vein at his temple pulse and "wore his nerves to the threads"; and, perhaps more important than that, he'd seemed to make her father happy, which was good enough for her to justify his presence. If she thought hard enough, Rumpleteazer very vaguely recalled sitting up on his back, waving eagerly at the trains coming in, being held very gingerly by the scruff of her neck so she wouldn't fall. That's da! she'd insist at every one, to which he would pointedly remind her about reading her numbers.

She would demand everyone who watched her to take her down to that station in the morning, come to think of it, at least until she decidedly grew out of it. But it seemed most often it would be him and her on that stoop, waiting, Asparagus glaring rather pointedly at the gaggle of humans that were always there as well should they circle too close to her vicinity and plucking her neatly from tumbling down the storm drain. It was consistently enough that she remembered it, anyway.

The gremlin, however, was new and not as welcome. He came along with the package later down the line, like a stubborn security tag on a pair of dangly earrings (and Teazer did so love her dangly earrings). She very easily could have gone the rest of her life without that one.

She scrambled quietly back against the wall.

Asparagus was lounging nearest the back corner to the right, with said little gremlin stretched between his forepaws, begrudgingly submitting to his father's ministrations. If she stayed just under the shadow of the overhang, they likely wouldn't be able to see her from this angle. She thought, anyway.

"I'm too old for a bath," she heard her brother mutter as he continued to squirm, sending his little shadow dancing against the wall.

"Last time I checked, you don't grow out of baths," Asparagus retorted. "Especially when you won't do it yourself. Now hold still."

Plans dashed, but potential confrontation delayed (and looking to completely avoid the issue), Rumpleteazer considered turning right back around and leaving. Couldn't miss what was never there; she could act like she'd been out all night (which she figured would mean less disappointment) and rush off to catch Skimbleshanks somewhere else. She had all but had her two front paws back through the door when her father chanced a look up from what he was doing (or perhaps chanced a look up to avoid being elbowed in the nose, who could say?).

"Rumpleteazer? Is that you?" Asparagus called. He sounded surprised to see her (which was a testament she really didn't feel like unpacking at the moment). Said queen, frozen in place at having been caught, slowly turned to face him, mind already clicking away on a new course of action as she plastered a fake smile from ear to ear.

"Hey, Rags," she chirped nervously, clutching her paws behind her back.

Asparagus' answering smile was somewhat bewildered. "Welcome back. We weren't expecting you to visit for a while y - oh, no you don't!" He held fast to Tumble who attempted to crawl away at the distraction. The tomkit pouted, glaring daggers up at her.

"Yeah, well…well y'know..." Teazer trailed off,  struggling to keep her tail from twitching. Really selling her case - she was losing time. "Where's da?"

Asparagus tilted his head. "You just missed him, I'm afraid. He's gone for the evening."

Shit.

"I beg your pardon?"

Rumpleteazer snapped her jaw shut, wholly unaware she’d spoken out loud. Tumblebrutus snickered, mouthing the word under his whiskers, and Asparagus frowned - all in rapid, disappointing succession. 

None of this was going even remotely to plan.  

"Perhaps you're lucky your da isn't home," Asparagus deadpanned, tugging lightly on Tumblebrutus' ear as a warning, who yelped and grabbed it back from him.  Serves him right. "I'm sure he'd have something to say about your mouths."

"Sorry," they muttered in unison. As it was, the only thing they consistently managed to agree on.

Asparagus observed the queen's face, noting her posture. "Are you alright? Did something happen?" Not what have you done, now?, mind you, did something happen? Rumpleteazer was unsure if he was giving her an out or was genuinely concerned.

As it was, her rapid fire mind had settled to a sudden, shameful lull at the scolding (and the smallest modicum of guilt), leaving her briefly and dangerously exposed. "Yes."

"'Yes' something happened?"

"No!" she chirped immediately, snapping her head back up, refusing to be caught in the familiar verbal roundabout that would get her admitting to things. Asparagus may be clever - too clever sometimes- but he was no match for the sheer force of will she was willing to exude to escape the figurative fisherman's net. She didn't have a lot of time. "Nothing happened. Yes, I'm fine."

Asparagus slowly blinked at her, looking not at all convinced, but seemingly weighing out the consequences of calling her out on her lie. A tense moment passed, before he settled on a new approach.

"You know, Teazer, you can tell me whatever it is. I'm sure we can figure it out." He pointedly left off the generous offer that it would be their secret, like he would when she was very little and he somehow managed to make things disappear under the rug with a wink and a smile, but Teazer still heard its tail ends. Asparagus had always been good that way, so long as whatever it was wasn't...well, fully illegal.

...And she'd helped clean it up, whatever it was. He wasn't a complete pushover.

Still, something about disappointing both of the toms she considered her parents in the same evening didn't exactly sound like a thrilling prospect; one at a time.

"It's nothing - honest, it's nothing," she insisted, bouncing on her heels, suddenly uncomfortable and wishing she just...hadn't come at all. It was too much all at once. "I just wanted to talk to da."

Asparagus gave her a sympathetic look, though it looked to be a second thought covering whatever first came to mind (she could guess well enough what it was). "Miss him, do you?"

Tumblebrutus rubbed absently at his ears, turning to gauge her reaction to that. Now both toms were staring at her with matching, window pale eyes. It would be a little creepy, if you asked her, were she not so familiar with it.

Rumpleteazer pressed her muzzle in a thin, firm smile. That wasn't...exactly the sentiment, but it hit very firmly just beneath her breast anyway. No, that wasn't it at all. She'd needed to catch up to him to plead her case, that was all. She wasn't a kitten running to her parent when trouble hit - she was a grown queen on a mission to avoid the consequences of her actions and that particularly guilt inducing look he'd always give her when she'd really done it that time.

And, funny enough, the only thing that kept passing her mind was how he hadn't even said goodbye - that she hadn't even been around to hear one.

Asparagus sighed, long and loud, bringing Rumpleteazer violently back to the present. He looked withdrawn; if she could say nothing else of him, he knew when to pick his battles. "He should be back tomorrow morning."

"Yeah...yeah, okay," she muttered, backing up a pace. Something unpleasant was bubbling under her skin and every instinct was pushing her to run off

Just like always.

"Why don't you stay?" Asparagus asked hastily, eying how she continued inching away. "Let me just finish up here, and we can eat - I'm sure you're hungry, aren't you?"

And, in reality, Rumpleteazer was hungry. She couldn't remember if she'd eaten that day - she and Jerrie had been working on their plan for the better part of three days, and sometimes trivial things like eating would completely slip her mind. Really, there was no harm at all in staying the evening and eating and waiting for her father with the rest of her family. It might even be a nice change of pace, like it was before, and not like there was much to be done. But Rumpleteazer's brain was itching inside of her skull; she had to leave so she could fix everything. That was best for everyone.

"No, no that's alright, dad." She noted the slight jump in expression, just as she thought the name would invoke. It had been a more common utterance when she was a kitten - and, for the life of her, she can't recall why she'd stopped.

"I'll be back, though, I promise!" Rumpleteazer continued in a rush, as though keeping ahead of her thoughts, drowning them out, would strangle the persistent melancholy that threatened to take hold. She darted her gaze away so she wouldn't catch any disappointment. Even Tumblebrutus looked...well about as concerned as he was wont to be towards her. "Maybe next weekend?"

"Very well," Asparagus said eventually, looking...not hurt, she didn't think, but something in the same vicinity. "I'll let your father know."

"Thanks." She wiggled her way out the door, pausing only a moment to glance back. "I'll...I'll see you later. Goodnight!"

Rumpleteazer was out the door and down the street before she'd realized there'd been no goodnight in return, and she'd left her pearls tangled sadly in the bushes.

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Asparagus continued to stare at the doorflap, watching the last flick of Rumpleteazer's tail disappear as it swung back and forth. He heaved a sigh, feeling a sudden pressure deep in his chest that he couldn't quite place.

"She's in big trouble," the tom kitten observed from beneath his chin, staring after where his sister had bustled off. There was a certain smugness in the announcement, but Asparagus could hear the beginning shades of begrudging awe and admiration in his tone. Not exactly a thrilling prospect of influence, but at least it suggested...some sort of fondness on his behalf.

"Mm hmm," he agreed, finally letting the tomkitten free from his grasp. He wasn't finished, but the chances of him ever finishing had set sail the moment it'd been interrupted. No matter; he was mostly clean, anyway, and Asparagus felt...trouble settling heavily in his stomach. Tumblebrutus took full advantage, scrambling up and away, leaning over to peer back at his father upside down.

"Is she going to be grounded?" he asked innocently. Asparagus wished it were that simple.

“Depends,” he murmured, feeling - he thought - how it must feel to be heading very quickly towards a wall without being able to stop. There was something on the horizon, he could feel it, he just couldn't put his paw exactly on what. "We'll wait until your father comes home. See what he has to say about it."

Asparagus hoped he had something to say about it - anything at all, at this point.

[ratherchaseamouse]

Rating (some of) the Il Sistina costumes!

1: Jerrie and Teazer

I’m a sucker for when M+R are absolutely identical so I love these! Teazer’s (left) wig looks a little off but other than that they look fantastic! 9/10 gender

2: Macavity

Not to be a 2019 hater but this is everything that Idris Elba Macavity tried to be. The drama, the camp, the mustache! it’s simultaneously very stupid looking and the coolest thing ever. T boy swag to the maxx 15/10

PS I’m in love with how there’s lights underneath his hat brim so you can see his face it’s genius

3: Jemima or Sillabub? I admit I don’t know which name is being used— both are on the wiki

She’s adorable! I love that they kept the magenta and black and white color scheme but completely reinvented the pattern. She looks like a little clown (that’s a compliment I like clowns), and the bangs on the wig are especially kitten-y. 12/10

4: Skimbleshanks

I think his song costume is absolutely flawless!! Love that they took inspiration from 2019 with the tapping. I think the wig looks a little out of proportion without the muttonchops and hat, but overall his chorus costume gives the effect of an awkward teenage Skimbleshanks IMO. Song costume gets a 2000/10 chorus gets 8/10

5: Gus and Jelly

The best pictures of them were together <3. Anyway I love how fluffy jelly is, she’s just all-around adorable. Best friend energy. Gus reminds me of my old cat Pepino who sadly passed away but was also a crotchety drama queen. The fabric on his coat and everything just makes him look so huggable. Both of them 12/10. As a matched set they are priceless.

6: mistoffelees

I LITERALLY CANNOT SAY A SINGLE NEGATIVE THING ABOUT HIM. THE MAKEUP THE BOWTIE THE FLUFFIES again sorry for hating on 2019 but he’s doing the tuxedo and top hat correctly. ♾/10 can’t be beat

I’ve got some more but my phone is begging me not to add any more images. I’ll put them in a reblog of this 👍

[naturepointstheway]

More Zurich Misto gifs (plus a bonus non-Misto gif)

If you want to see the ones from his Big Number, here it is.

First, a cuddle from Old D when Misto gets scared when there's that Macavity scare (reminds me a lot of Paris Misto too):

Speaking of cuddles, a nuzzle from Jemima once Old D has been led to the tribe during his titular song (I saw a couple other little moments where Jemima is so sweet toward Misto):

Also, it's so cute the way Misto literally does a little nod when Old D says about his legs being tottery, like "yeah, you're right, your legs are tottery". Comes with bonus Tugger legs behind Misto.

At the end of Mungo and Teazer's song when everyone comes back like "HEY!", Misto does this zoomie off the oven with an impressive leap and landing:

"Not today, Teazer and Mungo!"

And the bonus from "Bustopher Jones" - damn, Cori has it OUT for Lonzy! Lonzy is ignoring that.