#cryptid!misto

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I do not have anything to add to cryptid Misto today

Except that when he was a kitten and everyone would gather to sleep together, he would be put apart because he is too cold and might get the other kittens sick.

So he always slept cold and alone.

So when he actually started sleeping with Tugger it was actually the first time he slept warmly in another cat's company.

Thank you and good night

[per-the-jellicle-magician]

Tiny little addition to the Cryptid Miasto thing from me

His eyes should be dark brown/nearly black

Just hear me out

So cats don't really have dark eyes, it's usually yellow, green, light blue, and even when they are brown it's a light brown/hazel

So I think Misto having yellow glowing eyes would actually make him less creepy to other cats since it would be kinda a default setting - he may be scary looking overall but his eyes are pretty normal

And so the unnatural eye color for him would actually be a dark brown

So just imagine, Mistoffelees with dark brown/nearly black eyes, that are probably hard to see in the dark, and in light contrast so much with white fur on his face

Cryptid Misto would be like cold voids staring at you (provided he's not a shapeless black void), and even Cute Misto would be a little unsettling since again, it would be unnatural for a cat to have such dark eyes

Also i think having a rather shapeless black something that may or may not stare at you with it's dark eyes is more scary than if it had very visible, yellow eyes, simply because of the uncertainty of whether or not it's actually staring at you and how many eyes there actually are

Just imagine Munkustrap getting constantly freaked out 'cuz he's SURE Misto is staring at him, watching his every move, but actually all of his barely visible (in his shapeless form) eyes are on Tugger and Jemima trying to make a new shape of paper flowers

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Cryptid!Misto and Cryptid!Jemima Thoughts

The Jellicles were used to the littlest of them chatting with shadows and the occaisonal glowy/floaty time. They were fine with it, more or less.

Then slithers/floats/crawls/apparates in Misto. Munk's first instinct is to hide all the kits. After all, there was a whole lot there he hadn't even begun to unpack yet.

Jemima sneaks out because she is beyond silly containment methods for flesh prisons (or at least that's the story she sells to Cettie and Electra) When she pushes past the curtain that divides man and magic, bright yellow eyes wait for her.

"Hello, mister. May I please get by you?" Jemima asks politely, because Munkustrap and Skimble raised her to have manners even if she is speaking with netherbeasts.

"Are you not afraid?"

"No, I'm Jemima."

Misto's hearts, or whatever squirms in his chest, grows three sizes that day

Jemima is glad she has a new friend who is durable enough to play with PLUS the other cats agree he's real without any of the usual weird faces.

Munkustrap comes home to them chanting together in matching antlers and bone necklaces. He passes out before Jemima can tell him about Dress-up Time with Misto

If the two of them spend too long together, side effects may include:

- Sudden raining of toads/rats/small birds

-The stars fleeing from the night sky

-The ground becoming infertile dust for 100 years

-Volatile Weather Patterns

-The Return of the Bubonic Plague

-Spontaneous Combustion

Misto takes over as head of The Tea Party committee. The other cats dont know if possessed toys were the better or worst enforcers. Misto wants Jemima to be a cultured monstrosity so he tries to get his best behaved underworld fiends to attend sometimes. (Munkustrap walked into one of THOSE tea parties and had to consult his doctor on how much stress=stroke)

It's also Misto's suggestion to make paper flowers after Tugger tells him about Jemima crying at the edge of flower fields. "It's kind of like voodoo dolls," He tells Jemima, "It's not the real verson but with enough magic you can make it work."

Sometimes they vanish off together (probably to another dimension) and the other cats ask Coricopat and Tantomile where they've gone and the twins just nope and moonwalk away from that nightmare.

Tugger thinks Misto is EVEN MORE of a blessing because now someone can help when Jemima decides to go all "I AM THE DARK THAT DARKNESS HIDES IN" when he tries getting her ready for bedtime.

Tugger and Munk going to Misto with concerns about Jemima.

"Hey, is that whole vomitting snakes thing normal and healthy? Should I give her juice?" "Hey Misto, what does it mean when Jemima's head spins and she screams in latin?" "Misto, if you were a young girl who is very cross with her father, which dimension would you hide my bed in?"

[per-the-jellicle-magician]

Cryptid Misto having a little tiny I-won't-say-i'm-in-love-style moment after he realized he's fallen for Tugger, but instead of muses he has a bunch of demons and multidimensional creatures calling out his bullshit and giving him tips how to ask Tugger out and what shape he should be on their date

Later they always help him with picking out anniversary and other gifts and stuff (Tugger loves them every time)

And if little cryptid Jemima ever wanted dating advice, they would definitely help her too

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im curious, does misto ends up coming back or was he like "yeah mom, I'll totally contact you once I'm in Florida..." and just never comes back

If you ask me? He does come back.

But it takes a long time.

By then, most of the Jellicles presume him dead. Everyone except Tugger, Quaxo and Jemima.

Quaxo, after all, it's Mistoffelees's creation. He's kind of a mirror for him. And slowly... A lot of the Jellicles did replace Misto with Quaxo, to the point of calling him Mistoffelees.

Tugger never could forgive himself for what happened. He never did. And when Quaxo started having troubles with his magic, he decided to take care of him. It was the closest thing to ever have Misto back.

And as slowly Quaxo gained Misto's abilities. He also gained slowly his love for Tugger. This understanding and nice Maine Coon that guided him and did not leave his side when the nightmares where bad. That hugged him and cried with him when he missed Mistoffelees. He started loving him as Misto did.

Tugger couldn't. He saw Quaxo, and as much as he resembled him, he didn't saw his lovely cryptid. He liked Quaxo as he liked anyone he ever was with before, not as deep as he loved Mistoffelees. And he missed him so much...

The only one that could ever contact him. And that actually kept kind of a landline with him was Jemima. The poor kitten had the same abilities as Misto, and talked to him regularly, telling him how bad everything was now that he wasn't there. How much she missed him. How everything was so quiet and still without his magic. How much Tugger missed him...

She told him about Quaxo. And how much Tugger cared for him because he was so much like Misto. And she told him how he looked for him everywhere for days and nights. And still kept the bones of their meals so Misto could use them in his rituals. And hunter for an extra bird so he could eat if he came back. And how much he still waited and loved him...

Mistoffelees eventually came back. Just as the first time. In a instant he was there. His creepy form crawling around the junkyard until he met Tugger's den. He found him there. Sleeping alone. And Quaxo on the other side of the den. The Rum Tum Tugger doesn't care for a cuddle, after all... At least not unless...

He crept through the den. And sneak up into Tuggers arms. Feeling so warm cuddled up in Tugger's mane... Until he felt wet tears. He looked up. And saw Tugger crying. Looking at him. Woken up by his cold presence. Carefully peting his spiky fur. And then he could barely hear him, between sobs...

"Oh, well. I never- was there ever? A cat so clever as magical..."

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Continuing with Angsty Cryptid Misto

@the-rum-tum-hatter

Oh god that would be heartbreaking

But you know when would be his absolute breaking point?

If Tugger where to confuse them

Just imagine. He's so sure that he can tell them apart. It's his Misto. It's his adored mate. And yes, this other cat is friendly and cute, but Quaxo is not Mistoffelees. And his heart is in well protected paws right now.

And everyday Misto starts to go out for longer and to stay for longer in his den. Hidden from the view of other cats that start to grow more and more cautious of him. Tugger cuddles with him (Even if he's not that big on snuggling) and sings him to sleep "Oh, well, I never- was there ever? A cat so clever as magical Mister Mistoffelees". That song that is for him. And only for him. And sometimes it can kinda help Misto remember that there is still someone that loves him more than Quaxo.

Until

One day Misto goes to his human or to hunt or something. He's out for a long time. More than a couple of weeks. The tribe is kind of divided. Without Misto, they have no magical protection against Macavity. But they kind of are glad to not to deal with him. And Quaxo is weirdly starting to show some sparkles.

But Tugger is worried. Too much. And he goes out to search for his mate. He screams and calls him. And sings to him in hope of him going back. After a couple of days, Munk convinces him to come back. There is nothing he can do. So he does.

And when he gets back, he sees a sparkling black silhouette moving around the stage. Turning in a way he knows way too well. And charges. He's desperate and he runs to him and sings "Oh, well, I never! Was there ever? A cat so clever as magical Mister Mist-" he holds his paw and realizes. That's mud on white paws. That's Quaxo. That's not his Misto. A loud noise is heard and he turns back and sees Misto. High on top of trash. Heart broken. This is the last straw. Tugger singing his song to Quaxo. Not him.

He's replaceable.

Even for Tugger.

He would be better off with Quaxo.

And Tugger tries to run for him. To fix this misunderstanment. To hug him. To sing to him. To feel him one more time because he knows he fucked up.

But Misto already teleported out of the junkyard.

For real this time.

Leaving only tears and some sparkles in Tugger's memory.

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I woke up,,, with my favourite cryptids in mind,,,,

Just imagine Misto looking down from the ultradimensional spot he is hiding on. And coming as quietly as he can into his den so not to wake up Tugger.

And finding Quaxo in Tugger's arms.

Half crying, half sleeping. Curled up just like he would, comfortable in Tugger's lovely mane. While he lovingly strokes his back.

He's conflicted to say the least. That's the obly spot in the world that he wouldn't want anyone else to be. Tugger's arms. But he knows this is not a nice situation. This has to be serious coming from Mister Don't Care For a Cuddle.

So he melts in the shadows and tries to listen. To understand what can this mean. He knows he is supossed to be gone. But he misses Tugger. He misses his voice and feeling that he is safe in his arms. Is a feeling no other place in any dimension can mimic. He misses Tugger's soft and warm love now that he is in the coldest place in the universe.

"It's the same nightmare..."

"If just a nightmare, Sparkles... You're okay. You're here with me"

Tugger slowly fixed a little of his head's fur and gave him a soft nuzzle. Quaxo fainted a soft smile and Misto could bet that the nickname made him sparkle even more warmly.

"Tugs..."

"Mhn?"

"Would you... Sing for me?"

"Of course, Sparkles..."

Misto's heart gets crushed under the sound of the loving spell of Tugger's voice. So familiar. So far away. The same that he heard softly in his ears when he felt like the world was replacing him.

"Oh, well... I never- was there ever? A cat so clever as-"

He did not want to hear it. Not when it was for Quaxo. The cats that were supposed to love him. The only ones. And Tugger replaced him too. Not only in the eyes of the tribe like he so dumbly had hoped. No. Also in the privacy of his den. He flees. A small shadow on the corner on the eye. And he's gone.

Macavity was right

"-Mister... Mistoffelees..."

"... Tugger?"

"..."

"Tugger what's wrong?"

"... I just... Miss him..."

[acatpersonapparently]

So glad we're all out here being sluts for Cryptid Misto