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Day 5: Favourite relationships (Romantic or Platonic)
WHY NOT BOTH?
Siblings:
ALSO : Jelly and Asparagus and the classic Deut bros trio, but I couldn't find 98 pics of them 😭
Family:
Married! (Or soon will be)
Also Jellydots! (And Coricojerrie because in my world it's canon)
Exes:
#cats 1998 anniversary celebration#tuggoffelees#demestrap#casslonzo#platoria#skimblegus#skimblesparagus#macavity#demeter#jemima#munkustrap#old deuteronomy#asparagus#tumblebrutus#jellylorum#gus#coricopat#tantomile#mungojerrie#rumpleteazer#bombalurina#mr mistoffelees#victoria#the rum tum tugger#cats the musical
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In honor of Valentines day, I present to you my absolute favourite Jellicle ships🐾❤️
They're in love your honor!
#and yes it is in order from nr 1 -> nr 4#gah i just love all of them so much!!!#cats the musical#mr mistoffelees#rum tum tugger#tuggoffelees#demeter cats#tantomile#tantometer#munkustrap#demestrap#skimbleshanks#asparagus jr#skimblegus#my post
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Happy Valentine's day, my dear friend! If you believe the cats celebrate Valentine's or something equivalent, what do you think they'd be doing for their significant others to treat them?
Happy Valentine's Day to you as well, my dear friend!
I do believe that the Cats would celebrate the day in their own way and that different couples would spend some quality time together. I do tend to think that while the day itself may not be exciting, the evening would bring out more of a celebration.
I can see the Tribe getting all together (or as much as possible, maybe some of them have other plans and someone like Old Deuteronomy would be absent) for dinner, courtesy of Bustopher Jones, so that everyone can feel the love from him in his own special way. He wants everyone to be happy and what better way than to get everyone together on his terms for once. A lot of smiles and laughs from the whole group and everyone will leave fulfilled in a multitude of ways. Bustopher would not stay for too long after, maybe he has plans or another group of non-Jellicle Cats to feed, but he makes sure to give Jennyanydots a little token of his appreciation. This would entail something practical that he knows she would use, like a bobbin of fine thread. Once everyone is done with their meal is when the more one-on-one split offs would occur.
However, I think a large portion of the Tribe would stay together and have a smaller party, with Munkustrap and Bombalurina organizing something to do with the Kittens, together with many of the adult Cats. They would have Rum Tum Tugger and Mistoffelees take charge for a dance oriented activity with some fun lighting. Coricopat and Tantomile would have little 'love potions' that they made for fun, with Cassandra swearing that they truly work (you can trust her! She would not lie to you ;) ). Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer would help create Valentine's cards to give to everyone, which would be distributed later on in a very discreet manner so no one knows who sent who anything. I see some of the younger Cats holding affection for each other, with some feeling it quite strongly, but afraid to say it (Electra is a mess inside, but stays collected in front of Etcetera. One day, she thinks to herself.). All in all, the younger Cats would have an evening full of fun while certain adults had their private time with their significant other.
What each couple does depends on who they are:
Plato would be the one to 'borrow' a pink rose (because it reminds him of her pink paw pads and nose) from a floralist to bring to Victoria as soon as he could, along with a smaller gift of some sort, like a bow or a stuffed mouse to play with. Victoria would remind Plato that she does not really need anything, but it will not stop him from trying to give her something special. They would enjoy the dinner with the Tribe and then go for a nice walk together through town to look at the lights, settling down somewhere quiet to eventually look at the stars. A quick dance together under the moonlight, followed by some talking about anything they think of, like how the night sky shines brighter when they are together. They would sit closely, partly facing each other to look into each other's eyes (a lot of comforting slow blinks, all romantic like) until Victoria would get up to move directly beside (and slightly on top of) Plato. Sharing the embrace of one another, they would sit in relative silence, with only their combined purring making any noise. Once it is late enough, Plato would take Victoria home to make sure she arrived safely.
Alonzo and Demeter would also enjoy the group dinner and then go to a higher spot in the Junkyard to sit together quietly after, and perhaps watch the group activities below from afar. I do not see either of them saying much, but they would not necessarily need to. I can see Demeter grooming Alonzo at some point which helps her to feel at ease and grounded, and he appreciates the closeness it affords. Once the activities with the Kittens dies down, they would watch the stars as well together, letting the silence speak to the calm that they now have in their lives and with the Tribe. They would eventually return to the dens below after the others have went to sleep.
Not part of the Tribe celebrations, Asparagus would sneak on to the Midnight Mail with Skimbleshanks to enjoy an unique night of watching his partner in action. Their downtime would involve enjoying any festivities and food found on the train and watching the countryside quickly roll by out of the windows of one of the passenger cars. They would settle in together in the luggage van for a catnap or two, until at least Skimbleshanks would jump into action anytime they reached a new station. Asparagus appreciates the youthful attitude Skimbleshanks displays on the job, and Skimbleshanks would love the company he has, excited to show off how good he is at his position.
Lastly, Jennyanydots and Jellylorum would partake in the group dinner, also making sure that Gus was brought in and included. After getting Gus to bed, the two would rest together in their den, tending to their hobbies and chatting about the day, and getting somewhat nostaglic about the time that has past since they were young Queens. Eventually curling up together in a ball of two Cats as one, they would sleep peacefully until the next morning. No late night activities for the Gumbie Cat tonight!
Thank you so much for the ask, Jemi! <3
#Apologies for the delay in answering#I like to write out anything that I can think of in a relatively concise way that still has little details here and there#I take forever to do that though :)#CATS the Musical#CATS Musical#If a relationship was not mentioned or not as you expected you are free to believe whatever you like#Platoria#Plato#Victoria#Demelonzo#Demeter#Alonzo#Skimblegus#Asparagus#Skimbleshanks#Jennylorum#Jennyanydots#Jellydots#Jellylorum#Bustopher Jones#When you love another so deeply a specific day to be more romantic is not really going to change how you act#But it is still nice to break away and focus squarely on that person I think#The White Cat Speaks
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Gus, who was barely responsive up until now, is finally stirred into recollection when Jellylorum manages to evoke the memory of Firefrorfiddle, the fiend of the fell...
But has she recalled him to himself enough that he'll finally manage to speak?
Perhaps, with just a little more persuasion...
Lucius Wolter covering Gus, Karin Seyfried covering Jellylorum, and a little background Tommie Luyben as Skimbleshanks. Vienna revival, March 2022.
#jellygus#jellylorum#gus the theatre cat#karin seyfried#lucius wolter#tommie luyben#skimblegus#s: gus the theatre cat#gusxjellylorum#gusxskimbleshanks#vienna revival#2021 vienna#220300#cats the musical#c: gus#c: jellylorum#c: skimbleshanks
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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.
#CATS Musical#Rumpleteazer#Skimbleshanks#Asparagus#Tumblebrutus#with of course the overtly implied#skimblegus#in there#my fanfic#fanfiction#hey what about...ya'll want some teazer and skimbleshanks semi angst#with my dears thrown into the mixture?#i think teazer and skimble love one another more than anything else but i also think sometimes#when sensibilities clash and you are both very similar people things happen#there's a lot implied here that you can fill in in regards to teazer feeling more distant from her family due to being involved in things#also implied that skimble is...kinda at this point giving up if that makes sense or at least he feels all he really can do is give up#because any usual approach makes it worse#asparagus is trying really hard - tumble just lives there#don't know where this came from tbh i've just been writing nonsense the past few weeks
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I have nothing to say I just want people to look at them <3
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Heyyyyyyy babe
Do u have any silly asparashanks hcs??
omg i love asparashanks jippee
it took them approximately 10000 years to finally get together despite having mutual feelings because of skimble always being away on the train and asparagus just never saying anything. jenny and jelly just observed, exasperated.
Asprashanks #1 blended family moments. Asparagus adopted Tumblebrutus and Skimble adopted Jerrie and Teazer. It takes a while for tumble to get along with his new step-siblings tbh but they got there.
Asparagus loves hearing skimble's stories about the trains and skimble loves hearing asparagus' stories about the theatre. listen they are drinking their little kitty cat teas and swapping stories
double dates/bestie outings with jenny + jelly. that is all.
#cats the musical#asparashanks#asparagus cats#asparagus jr#asparagus jr cats#skimbleshanks#skimblesparagus#skimblegus#whatttttt#my toxic trait is that im american but i spell theatre the european way
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Can we do maybe an Asparagus x Skimbleshanks or Tantomile x Rumpleteazer for the song ask? ^_^
Even better, I can do both!
For Skimblegus - "They Say It's Spring" covered by Erin McKeown. A classic song for two classic gentlemen <3
Could it be spring, those bells that I can hear ringing?
It may be spring, but when the robins stop singing
You're what I'm clinging to
Though they say it's spring, it's you
For Tantoteazer - "Standard Deviation" by Danny Schmidt. They're two dorks in love!
The girl asked her what she studied and what she read so late at night
The thoughts that filled her notebooks and the stars that filled her eyes
But she said she couldn't tell her, she said she'd just get bored
It was a story told in numbers, not a story told in words
But the girl just laughed and leaned right back, said "try me if you dare
Cause a story's when there's something more to share"
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I need more skimblegus content. It’s mandatory
#please bro PLEASE#I NEED IT#If only I could write fanfiction#or draw#I’d be fueling the skimblegus ship if I could#if only man 🥲
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❤️
What’s your favorite romantical ship?
That's Demelonzostrap, Tuggoffelees, Bombacass, Jennylorum, Skimblegus, Bustopherdots, Lilliecass (Broadway!Greycat/Cassandra), Tantoteazer, and Platoria!
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what are some of your favorite non Tugger ships?
Oh man.
Obviously I love Demestrap and I also really love Alonzostrap too. Demelonzostrap is up there as one of my favorite polycules.
Also I adore Platoria and Victeazer. Some productions I really like Mungoteazer as well like Vienna where they are more implied to be partners than siblings.
Any combination of the oldie squad is good too, I especially love Jellydots, Skimbledots and Skimblegus. Jenny and Bustopher Jones are adorable too.
OH and while I don't ship them, I do think Bombacavity isn't talked about enough. It's obvious the two were an item once before and that she still has some remnants of attraction to him despite knowing how horrible he really is.
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Day 4: favourite hcs!
1998 specific is that Asparagus has an old injury and can't dance too much. He's Tumble's dad and him and Skimble are married! Jelly is his big sister and they're both Gus Sr's kids.
Basically all my hcs come from 98 so imma link my big hc series here!
#cats the musical#cats 1998 anniversary celebration#skimbleshanks#tumblebrutus#asparagus#Skimblegus#skimblesparagus#jellylorum#gus
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Hej hej I see you like Skimblegus?? Rare pair high five! Please give me all of the hcs!
Hallå hallå, I absloutely adore those dorks
Will try my best to scramble together everything but it will be a mess, don't expect any order at all. (Also this will take a long time for me to write, so sorry if this takes too long!)
This is all I have so far and I know there's more hiding somewhere in my brain. This might get updated is what I´m saying.
Hcs under the cut!
(Warning: Spelling and grammar might be shit)
Asparagus goes with Skimble to the railway station everytime and waves him goodbye. The people there have noticed their bond and have given him the title of 'The Husband Cat'
Skimble always brings back a present for Asparagus, could be anything from a rock to a small plastic train.
What Skimble doesn't know is that Asparagus keeps all of his gifts in a hidden corner because if he sees them he will start crying tears of absolute love.
Ever since they were kittens Skimble have loved to playfully scare Asparagus. He still does the occasional 'Boo' just to get a reaction. While Asparagus does get scared some times, he now just plays it up because it makes Skimble happy. It's a silly little thing between the two of them.
They adopted Tumblebrutus from Jennyanydots. Asparagus fell in love with the kitten as soon as he was born but didn't want to ask Jenny in case it was seen as rude. He confessed this to Skimble and when he learned about it he went to talk with Jenny right after.
Jenny had seen it coming from miles away and gladly gave the two toms their new kit.
The two of them have matching collars but Asparagus had to stop wearing his because it started to hurt his ears.
They fond over each other all of the time. They could just see the other on the opposite of the junkyard, stop everything and just fond.
Skimble will not hide it, he's the type who will lean his chin against his hands and sigh deaply in love, completely forgetting the people around him.
Asparagus just gets very warm inside whenever he sees Skimble so a soft smile is the most you will get from him... in public.
When they are alone Skimble will always drape himself over Asparagus' legs and wait for the manditori headscratches he will get.
Asparagus has a hard time being romantic but Skimble doesn't mind, he's just happy that they're together as mates rather than just friends.
Despite not being so romantic, it was Asparagus who asked Skimble on the first date, and to become his mate, and to adopt Tumblebrutus.
#this isn't even 25% of my hcs for these two my brain just desided to suck#cats the musical#cats musical#cats 1998#skimbleshanks#asparagus jr#skimblegus#skimbleshanks x asparagus jr#cats the musical headcanons#cats the musical rarepairs#if someone was to open my brain they would find the other 75%#my post
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Platoria ultimate bi ship! Also my faves Skimblegus (I don't think this is a ship if yours but the bi energy is off the charts)
platoria rights platoria rights platoria rights 🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻🙏🏻
And I already hc Asparagus as bi (asparamulorum is bi4bi4bi 😌) so love that skimblegus hc!
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Gus knows how to dance a gavotte and a jig too!
... or he used to. Oops.
Igor Balalayev as Gus, Alexander Babenko as Mistoffelees, and Marat Abdrakhimov as Skimbleshanks; Moscow 2005 (X).
#mistoshanks#skimblegus#mistoffelees#gus the theatre cat#skimbleshanks#2005 moscow#s: song of the jellicles#mistoffeleesxskimbleshanks#gusxskimbleshanks#igor balalayev#alexander babenko#marat abdrakhimov#c: mistoffelees#c: skimbleshanks#c: gus
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"So what do you plan to do about it?"
"So what do you plan to do about it?" Jellylorum asked, perching her chin delicately in her paw. Jelly did so have that way about her that prompted a response be given, regardless of how little Skimbleshanks wanted to give her anymore information. He regretted giving her what he had already to the begin with - she reminded him so much of his grandmother
However Asparagus was her brother; perhaps she couldn’t help her particular needling with this one (though how much he trusted her to keep anything they discussed a secret was something still up in the air).
"I'm…not certain," Skimbleshanks admitted finally, tugging lightly at the end of his whiskers. "This is a lot trickier than I thought. I mean, for all I know, he doesn't even like me."
Jellylorum continued to stare at him, something akin to amusement twitching at the sides of her muzzle. “Can I tell you something?”
Skimbleshanks blinked, nose wrinkled with the hints of suspicion that suddenly enveloped him. Suspicion was no match for curiosity, however, and he found himself nodding before he could stop it.
"One thing you absolutely must know about my brother if you're to take this any further,” Jellylorum whispered, glancing about as though she were sharing something top secret. “Is that he's an intelligent cat, but he's also remarkably stupid."
Skimbleshanks frowned at the sudden directional change. "That's not very nice, is it?"
"It's the truth," Jennyanydots interrupted before Jelly could continue, cheek pressed to her friend’s shoulder and observing Skimbleshanks in tandem under sleepy eyelids. "Trust us - we've known him far longer than you have."
Jellylorum clucked, shaking her head; she did not deny it. "He just doesn't see too much past his own nose, you know?"
Skimbleshanks flopped to his belly, looking put out. This was not at all what he wanted to hear. "What would you say are the chances, then?"
"If you can put across the message clear and plain, they're actually quite decent,” Jellylorum assured, though it did not at all quell the anxiety eating away at Skimbleshanks’ stomach. “That's assuming he gets it through his thick head that you're being genuine."
“And if he doesn’t?” Skimbleshanks mumbled into his paws. "I don’t think there’s been anything to suggest he’s even interested.”
"Trust me, Skimble," Jellylorum soothed. "Not only is he interested, he likes you just fine. He's just…” the queen trailed off, tsking her tongue behind her teeth as she sorted through the best way to put it. “Reserved. Old fashioned, you might say."
"Bit of a prude, you know," Jenny piped up, giggling, dodging how Jellylorum playfully swiped at her head.
"Jenny!"
"I didn't lie!" Jenny winked at Skimbleshanks, who had been snapped enough out of his pity party to glare at her; likely exactly what she wanted. "You, my friend, have got your work cut out for you."
Send me a sentence and I’ll fill at least five more in after it for a little mini-fic.
#jenny knows because she courted the sister who is equally as shy#CATS Musical#Skimbleshanks#Jellylorum#Jennyanydots#and a heavily implied#skimblegus#my fanfic#fanfiction#jellicles ask because jellicles dare#anonymous#(that other half of the conversation i teased in that other long fic - jenny and jelly know everything)#also this comes on the heels of Jenny calling Skimble a scaredy cat and i all needed you to know that#and if jenny can evoke anything in skimble it's that sheer competitiveness - i love their friendship tbh
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