✞ - autistic - 18 - Cats 1998 lover - she/her - Munkustrap’s #1 fan - artist
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they’re married, your honor.
what is he looking at
best friend got us tickets to see Fulton CATS in July.,,…,.. ouggghhheeheheheheheheh IM SO EXCITED OH MY GOD he got us orchestra seating hhhhehehehehehe
please tell me someone else sees it too
grizabella being the one who says “…when you’re walking alone…” in jsfjc makes me so sad!! argh!!!!
i know it’s not like… technically her… but still the whiplash kills me! “are you cock of the walk…”OMG ALONZO!!! <3 “…when you’re walking alone…” ARRGGHHHHH!!!!!!
lil alonzostrap sketch :3
i hc that munk is always stressed out of his mind from taking care of the tribe, and only lets himself relax when alonzo takes over and forces him to. also alonzo is openly in love with him (in his own weird alonzo way) but munk is hesitant to show his feelings. the end.
Mr Mistoffelees from Casa Mañana's non replica production of CATS stimboard!!
🤍 👢 🤍
🖤 🐱 🖤
🤍 👢 🤍
me all morning, without really noticing or thinking about the words i’m saying:
♫ ♪ bustopher jones, has bitches and hoes ♫ ♪
yeehaw 🤠😺
(casa manana cats)
I’ve spent all day foaming at the mouth at all the clips I can find of the Casa Mañana Theatre’s Texan-themed production of Cats. It’s 100% my favorite concept I’ve seen for a non-replica show.
I mean just LOOK at Misto.,..
link
Cats!
Anyways.
all i do is sit in my college courses and think about Cats. earth science class is like “this is a rock” and i’m like “oh haha. that rock is grey. like. like munkustrap. from. from cats.” and then they euthanize me in the parking lot
my jellicle OC, Idylipity (Idle-ip-itty.) She hangs out in the local church and lives up by the church bell, so her hearing is bad from how loud it is.
She’s quiet and timid around the other cats, but friendly with people. Her name at the church is Peach, and they keep her around to help with the rat problem.
some cats HCs
• Skimble hates getting his paws wet (it would track through the train) so on rainy days he stays inside the train and just orders people around from the doorway
• Bustopher brings Misto empty oyster shells, and Misto crushes up the shiny inside part to put in his fur (it’s how he sparkles)
• Teazer steals pretty bits of lace, jewelry, hat pins, etc. for Victoria, but she’s too nervous to give them herself so she has Plato do it
Munkustrap actually got cancelled on jellicle twitter for saying “heathen chinese” and instead of apologizing he doubled down and Teazer was posting like “yeah i always thought it was messed up but i didn’t want to get kicked from his play”
do u think munk goes on jellicle tumblr and reblogs posts like “DNI peke or pollicle supporters, the rumpus cat is a hero.”
i think Skimble always gets off at the trains regular stops and visits specific houses, and at every house the family thinks like “Oh hey, it’s our cat we never see!” and they never find out that he’s the Cat of the Railway Train.
i cry at the end of memory every time. and after, when everyone greets grizabella one by one.,. oh my god i can only imagine the sheer joy she’s feeling right then. all she’s ever wanted, all at once. arrgfdddffgghhhhhhhhhsgsfsggsdh
pekes and pollicles trouble makers
1) sits
2) sits
3) sits
4) sits
(easy way to know: check if she’s upon the stairs, on the steps, on the mat, beside the hearth, on the bed, on your hat, upon the windowsill, anywhere that’s smooth and flat, etc.)
it has died down now but there was a 2/3 week span where every time i’d listen to Skimbleshanks i would get so excited i’d start shaking and when it got to “busy in the luggage vaaaan” it felt like a bomb went off inside my head (/positive)
They can
They do
<3
he’s asleepin.,. :3<
Munkustrap from back in August :3
i love u grizabella..,.. i love projecting my experiences as an autistic person onto you. i love you as a metaphor for the isolation and desire for companionship that autistic people feel. i hate the way they treated you, and i love you.
Misto: Good morning, Tugger
Tugger, trying to groom himself, tongue stuck in his long fur: Hoo Norninth Nisto <3
hello tuggoffeeles nation
At night, the two would curl up in the hollowed out record player they called a bed. Misto would fastidiously work at Tugger’s treasured mane, focusing on the soft undercoat that was prone to mats, and the spots beneath his chin and on the back of his neck that the tom couldn’t reach himself. Meanwhile, Tugger would comb at Misto’s iridescent fur, purring as he caught stray sparks with his tongue. They spent the darkest hours of the night working together in comfortable silence.