#tuggerstrap

[cryptidvoidwritings]

instagram story: Dec 27, 2024

@falasta @namethat-i-oughttohavetoldyou: Tugger just wanted to take a cute video of his boyfriend but Munk looked too good he forgot there were stairs 😂😂😂

[ugaya-92]

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Original under the cut

[skimblygifs]

[a-terrible-muddle]

what if 👀

[statisticalcats2]

Oasis/RCCL (2022)

Tugger, Munkustrap

[greenelectricsky]

Rum Tum Tugger and Munkustrap sit in the same room. Munku reading the book and absolutely not talking to Tugger, Tugger wants to talk, but his efforts are turned down by a wall of ignorance. So he took his phone and after a few minutes called to Munkustrap. Tom took his phone, looked at Tugger with an annoyance and turned down the device.

It was the first time Tugger had to admit defeat. He did everything at that point. He knew he shouldn't give Munku those exploding flowers... Now he'll be lucky if tom says to him more than two words a week! And about Munkustrap letting him call him his boyfriend Tugger could forget for the next two months! Absolutely disaster!

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[junkyard-gifs]

Nick Woodford, previously Tugger in Oasis casts 10 and 11, has returned to the boat for cast 15—as Munkustrap! With newcomer Kane Verrall as Skimbleshanks. (X)

... and they're already serving... uh. Serving Skimblestrap, let's leave it at that.

Now with bonus Tugger - Noah Lindquist (X). Opening night (give or take a day or two) 19/4/24.

[magical-quaxoffelees]

I made some Proship banners :) Feel free to use without credit! ^ ^ I would be happy to do more if anyone wanted to see anything! 

[green-planets]

I'm sorry, I accidentally deleted the ask while trying to make the post!

This is their relationship dynamic to me

[cryptidvoidwritings]

instagram story: March 9, 2024

@namethat-i-oughttohavetoldyou They heard you might be hungry <3

[ugaya-92]

drawing from the photo🐈🐾

[whitmerule]

(ficlet! little tuggershanks+bombastrap with some tuggerstrap drabble, plus angst of trans tugger escaping from his crime lord dad when pregnant.)

(@skimbly-shanks and i have a WHOLE AU...)

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“Yours”, purred Munkustrap, the night breeze cold on the back of his neck and Bombalurina’s nape warm and willing under his lips. “Such as I am, yours. With all my faults, all my follies…”

He never would have thought he’d find a woman who could understand and reply to his John Donne quotes, but—

“... yours utterly and forever”, she finished for him, all amused heat as his mouth skated up the side of her throat. “While this poor passionate mountebank body has hands to hold you and lips to say ‘I love you’...”

They fell through their front door, his hands already sliding up to cradle familiar curves and tease at her buttons and ties. But even as the latch snicked, she tensed up in his arms.

He lifted his head, and saw what she saw.

There was a pot of water cooling on the stove, and the package of baby formula nearby.

Munkustrap let out a breath. His arms tightened around his wife. Then he dipped his head and nuzzled softly against her shoulder. 

“I’ll…” he said, and gestured toward the bedrooms, and she nodded and said “You know he only crashes here when he’s desperate,” and headed for the pantry.

Turned out, he hadn’t got as far as the spare bedroom.

Munkustrap sank to his knees in front of the armchair and laid a soft hand on his arm.

“... Tugger?”

He was gaunter than ever. The hair that he’d used to toss around fell lank and lifeless over too-sharp collarbones. His face was stubbled—not in a sexy deliberate way, but in the way of a trans guy who was currently producing a lot of oestrogen and didn’t have time for a razor. 

Patchy. Pimply. Starved.

Munkustrap reached out his hand, and laid it over the most tender part of him, which was the baby cradled against his ribs.

Carbuckety stirred, and yawned, and fisted his chubby oblivious hands in his papa’s shirt, and went straight back to sleep.

Tugger just kept on snoring.

“Tugger,” Munk insisted softly. Achingly.

One year ago, this man had been the swaggering audacious poster child of a crime syndicate’s new regime.

One year ago, he had been his father Macavity’s darling, and never had to pay for anything or clean a single dish.

One year ago, his shirt would have been designer and barely worn. Now, a fraying seam of cheap cotton sagged off one shoulder, where he tugged it down every time he had to feed the baby.

(Munkustrap had never prodded at the edges of Tugger’s gender dysphoria. But he strongly suspected that breast-feeding was a practical necessity born of poverty, not a… joy.)

(Which would be why he and Bombalurina kept formula and bottles in the kitchen all ready and waiting. Even though Jemima was almost entirely on solids now.)

“Tugger.”

Munkustrap gently tried to prise Carbuckety from the protective curl of his arms.

That got a reaction. The eyes flew wide (too wide) and Tugger’s other hand lifted in something like a swipe. But it fell away, and sagged into his lap, and Tugger grinned groggily at Munkustrap, and tipped his sleepy head back against the sofa.

Munkustrap sighed loudly at him, and carefully gathered the baby into his arms.

This time, there was no resistance. 

Carbuckety made a happy soft noise, and punched Munkustrap in the face with vague baby fist-flails. Munkustrap sighed at him, and kissed the fists.

'Skimbleshanks'. That was the name of the man who had so carelessly begotten this... this entire human being on Munkustrap's friend. And then left.

Of course, Tugger swore that he'd been the one to leave, that he'd had higher standards. But he would say that, wouldn't he. And Munkustrap had seen the way Tugger's self-esteem had crashed after... well, was it really even a break-up if the other guy had never regarded him as more than a convenient lay?

“When did you last eat a full meal?” Munkustrap asked Carbuckety.

“Fuck off,” Tugger grumbled half-heartedly. And Munkustrap pointed out, “There is a bed eight metres away and you know you’re welcome to use it,” and Tugger growled and grabbed at his shirt front and dragged him (or his baby) in closer and turned his head helplessly in against them.

“The kid always eats,” Tugger found it necessary to point out, even though Munkustrap knew that, knew Tugger would sacrifice anything to make his baby happy for one more hour.

“Yes,” Munkustrap purred, against the side of his head, and didn’t add, but do you. 

Carbuckety yawned, and squirmed, and blissfully added another burp stain to Tugger’s shirt.

“Shut up,” said Tugger anyway, and Munkustrap’s heart clenched, and he drew Tugger’s head in softly (unresisting), and pressed a kiss to his forehead.

Tugger’s breath hissed out in a rush. Just for a moment, he almost began to sag in against Munkustrap’s body—to rely on his strength.

Munkustrap leaned in against him, breathing in, one hand still cradling the child. Their fingers interlocked.

“Soup’s up,” said Bombalurina from the door, holding three steaming mugs—and both men pricked their ears, and turned to her with relief.

[crystalhedgehog1]

Some kinda ship art ^^ 

[skimblygifs]

obsessed with this interaction through a tuggerstrap lens bc holy pettiness batman!!! like

Tugger going cringe hug-waddle once he sees Munk -> Munk is holding his hands up signalling "calm down"/ "stop" -> Tugger drops one arm and reaches out past Munk who is suddenly like "wait what" ->Tugger turns his head to make eye contact with Munk while Misto grabs his hand -> Munk spends a while staring at the hand grasp happening right in front of him -> Tugger huffily turns away with his signature Mane Fluff -> Munk ends up frozen in disbelief

Like Ooh The Girls are Fighting-Fighting

[afairytalestray]

list of ships back at ya! and also answer as many or as few as u like <3

rumplectra

jellydots

skimblegus

tuggerstrap

mistoria

mungotoria (i had to)

coricojerrie (>:D)

YOU KNOW IMMA ANSWER ALL OF THESE 😈

Rumplectra:

Can honestly say I've never heard of this ship, but it seems cute!

Jellydots:

I LOVE. I really should flesh out my hcs for these two - I just see them and like, they've been married for longer than I've been alive. No other hc crosses my mind. They're solid!

Skimblegus:

I love them and I love giving them angst. Once they get together they are inseparable and exist in their own little world.

Tuggerstrap:

One of my only real sticking hcs for Cats is that these two are brothers, so I don't ship them romantically at all 😅 That said, I'm always interested in hearing about other people's ships and hcs, especially if they're wildly different from my own!

Mistoria:

Again, I usually see them as brother and sister, except in the 2019 film! So I answered for that! The potential for angst there is so great, and they're super fun to think about! I feel like that would be such a wild ride.

Mungotoria:

I know this ship is your baby and I'm very interested in hearing your thoughts about it. This is actually a very fun ship! I have a different main Jerrie ship tho, which I currently have all-encompassing brainrot for.

Coricojerrie:

I love them so much and I love you for asking for them. They're JUST SO GOOD. They're both the perfect weirdo for each other and so devoted I sometimes cry 😭